"It's okay …" Song Qingshu comforted her. After all, anyone who woke up in the middle of the night to find someone standing by the bed would already be considered very mentally strong if she didn't scream in fear.
"Are you done with your business?" Shen Bijun thought about it, but she also felt that it was a bit inappropriate to take off the blanket. Although she was still wearing clothes, it would be too rude to stay under the blanket. Her many years of education as a young lady had never taught her how to face a scene like this. She couldn't help feeling conflicted.
Song Qingshu was stunned for a moment, then realized that she was referring to dealing with Xiao Yuanshan and Azhu. He couldn't help but smile and say, "It's done."
Noticing her awkward and hesitant expression, Song Qingshu said considerately, "You don't have to get up, let's just talk about it."
"Okay ~" Shen Bijun nodded gratefully, thinking that he was really considerate. At the same time, she secretly sized up the famous Golden Snake King.
"Is there something on my face?" Seeing that she kept looking at him tentatively, Song Qingshu couldn't help but laugh.
"Ah?" Shen Bijun was instantly embarrassed. "I … I'm just a little curious."
"Actually, you don't have to be so restrained. We've been together for so long." Song Qingshu took the opportunity to sit down by the bed, as if he didn't treat himself as an outsider.
Shen Bijun quietly glanced at the bedside, but didn't stop him. She couldn't help but widen her eyes as she pondered the meaning of his words. "Are you really Zhao Weiyi?"
Song Qingshu smiled slightly and began to imitate Zhao Weiyi's voice again. "I was busy before, so I couldn't identify myself. Please forgive me, Miss Shen."
"It's really you." Hearing that familiar voice, Shen Bijun no longer had any doubts. "The one I saw at the Wei Mansion that day …"
Song Qingshu instantly understood what she was asking and explained with a smile, "That was a joke made by one of my companions. I hope you don't mind, Miss."
"Why would I mind?" Shen Bijun pursed her lips into a smile. "Young Master, there is no need to be so formal. Just call me Bijun."
Song Qingshu was surprised. In this world, especially in the Song Dynasty, women's names were usually only known to the people closest to them. If he agreed to be called by his name, it meant that they were close to each other. It seemed that he hadn't wasted his time trying to make a good impression on Song Qingshu. "That's good. You don't have to call me Young Master. You can call me Brother Song."
"Yes, Big Brother Song ~" Shen Bijun's voice was as soft as a mosquito's. Her face was also red. She also found it strange. When she was with Zhao Weiyi, he clearly wasn't like this. Why was it that he was still the same person? Now that his status was different, the feeling he gave her was different?
"You must have been very worried recently. Because I couldn't free myself, I didn't come to look for you." Song Qingshu was a little apologetic. She, a little girl, had experienced a great change, falling from the clouds to the dust. Her family was destroyed, and she was a weak girl in the depths of the palace with no relatives. Who knew how much fear and terror she had experienced during this period of time?
"I'm already very happy to be able to see you in the end." As the two of them talked, Shen Bijun slowly calmed down. His tone was no different from Zhao Weiyi's, which made her feel even more at ease.
However, as soon as she said this, she regretted it. It sounded like she was acting coquettishly …
Of course, Song Qingshu didn't think too much about it. "This time, I came to find you because I have something to tell you."
"Something …" Shen Bijun's heart skipped a beat when she heard this. Not only was she incomparably beautiful, but she was also famous for being a talented woman. She was naturally smart, and she could tell that he was leaving just by saying that.
(Note: The previous chapter's title was wrong. It should have been 'Spring Sleep'. This chapter is' Phoenix Falls into the Cold Palace '.)
Seeing her expression darken, Song Qingshu naturally understood what was going on. He explained, "I'm really sorry, but now is not the time to save you. I hope Bijun can understand."
Shen Bijun forced a smile. "In any case, the situation can't get any worse. It doesn't matter if I understand or not."
Song Qingshu knew that she had misunderstood. "The situation is not as bad as you think. I just want you to stay in the palace for a while. I will come back to pick you up in a few months."
"You came to pick me up?" Hearing these words, Shen Bijun's face reddened slightly. Why did it feel like a husband was saying these words to his wife? However, this kind of feeling didn't make her feel disgusted. Instead, it made her feel an indescribable warmth.
Suddenly, she thought of something and hurriedly said, "Can you take me out of the palace first? I can find a small room to settle down and wait for you there."
Saying such words was already extremely bold for her, because to a certain extent, it also represented a kind of promise. It went without saying what it meant for a woman to be willing to wait for a man to come back and pick her up.
What happened to her during this period of time made her understand that in this chaotic world, a weak woman had no ability to protect herself. A beautiful face would not bring her any happiness, but would only bring her endless disasters — — unless she could find a man who could help her.
Unless she could find a strong enough man to rely on. Originally, she could have chosen Xiao Eleven Lang, but for some reason, she would occasionally think of that zither player who had gone through thick and thin with her, the man her father had entrusted to her before his death.
Now that she found out that the man she could not forget was the world-shaking Song Qingshu, she was both shocked and pleasantly surprised. After all, she had heard many legends about this person in her boudoir. At the time, she had only thought of him as a figure of myth. She hadn't expected that he would overlap with a real man, so a different kind of feeling arose.
But it wasn't necessarily love. A more appropriate description would be a kind of worship, a kind of attachment, and gratitude for saving her life.
Hearing her request, Song Qingshu's brow furrowed. He shook his head. "No, it's not safe outside the palace." He didn't make it too obvious because he was worried that she would be embarrassed. After all, with her beauty that could topple nations and her lack of ability to protect herself, it was easy for her to attract all kinds of wild bees and butterflies. How could she possibly wait for him to pick her up?
Unexpectedly, Shen Bijun hurriedly said, "The palace is even more dangerous!"
Song QingShu was taken aback. Looking at her awkward expression, he suddenly laughed, "You're worried about Yelu Hongji, right?"
"Yes." Shen Bijun nodded. "Last time, I had your help, but if he comes again after you leave, what can I do?" Before, she had no choice. In order to avenge the Shen family, she could only lower herself and enter the palace as a concubine. But now that she had met Song Qingshu, how could she be willing to give herself to that Yelu Hongji?
"Don't worry, Yelu Hongji will not come to find you now," Song Qingshu explained with a smile. "And now that Yelu Yixin has rebelled, and you were recommended by Xiao Xiama of Yelu Yixin's faction, you will naturally be implicated. In two days, the edict to banish you to the Cold Palace will come."
"Cold Palace?" A trace of panic appeared on Shen Bijun's delicate face. Although she wasn't a true imperial concubine, the Cold Palace was an inauspicious place for any woman.
"Don't worry, it's only temporary, and it's mainly to protect you." Song Qingshu hurriedly comforted.
Shen Bijun gradually calmed down. Thinking of the desolate Cold Palace was better than living in the harem in fear. "But … … what if Yelu Hongji has a sudden impulse and summons me … … summons me to serve him in bed?" As someone who had almost become the Crown Concubine, she had naturally read the history of the harem. Although there weren't many, there had been concubines who had been banished to the Cold Palace and made a comeback. She was worried that Yelu Hongji would come to find her again. After all, she knew how dangerous her appearance was.
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