"Marshal, please listen to this servant's explanation. Not long ago, Autumn Grass's father and brother acted rashly and started a rebellion in the palace. Of course, they were no match for the marshal's wisdom and might. After their defeat, the entire Pucha Family fell into desperate straits." Pucha Alihu looked pitifully at the girl on the bed. "For some reason, His Majesty has kept them locked up in the imperial prison, but anyone with a discerning eye knows that those who participated in the rebellion will not escape death. In order to save her father and brother, in order to save the entire Pucha Family, Autumn Grass could only beg me. But what can a woman like me do? I'm afraid that only the marshal can save them in this world. "
Song Qingshu finally remembered that Pucha Alihu was also from the Pucha Family. He should be Autumn Grass's aunt, so it was no wonder he would help her.
Pucha Alihu sneaked a peek at his expression before continuing. "But the rebellion is of great importance. Even though the marshal is powerful, I'm afraid he won't be willing to wade into these muddy waters, unless … unless there's a reason he has no choice but to save them."
"The marshal is a man who has tender and protective feelings for the fairer sex, so no matter how much we thought about it, we could only come up with this plan. Please forgive us, marshal." Pucha Alihu knelt on the ground as he spoke, looking like he was at the mercy of the marshal.
Song Qingshu laughed in anger. "You think I'll save them like this? Do you think I'm an idiot? "
Pucha Alihu sighed faintly. "We know that even if everything succeeds, the chances of the marshal agreeing in the end are extremely slim. However, Autumn Grass is willing to bet her chastity for this one in a million chance." Whether it was Pucha Alihu or Pucha Autumn Grass herself, neither of them had expected that her chastity had long since been taken by Song Qingshu …
Hearing Pucha Alihu's words, Song Qingshu subconsciously glanced at Autumn Grass. She was no longer as spirited as before. Right now, she seemed like the weakest and most helpless girl in the world.
"Apologies for disturbing the marshal. I hope the marshal will forget today's matters." After receiving Song QingShu's rejection, Pucha Autumn Grass silently picked up the clothes on the bed with an expression as if he had expected it. Then, he wrapped himself in a thin blanket and walked out. However, the moment he got off the bed, his legs gave way and he almost fell to the ground. A blush flashed across her face, and she staggered out.
Song QingShu frowned as he looked at her lonely, frail, and battered figure. "Wait a minute," he said.
Pucha Qiucao revealed a trace of doubt. Beside her, Pucha Alihu was overjoyed. He hurriedly pushed his niece and said, "Hurry up and thank the marshal. He's willing to help you. Your father and brother can be saved!"
"Ah?" The impact of tonight's experience was too great. Pu Cha Autumn Grass was still in a daze as she turned to look at the man who had taken over her body.
Song Qingshu said indifferently, "Listen well, Alihu. I'm willing to help not because of your messy behavior, but because of another reason …"
It would have been fine if it had only happened once, but it had happened twice in a row. Song Qingshu felt that he had let Pu Cha Qiucao down. Moreover, the current situation of the Pucha family was largely due to him. If he hadn't appeared, she would still be that carefree young miss and wouldn't have fallen to the point where she had to sacrifice her body. If he really didn't care, he would inevitably blame himself in the dead of night. At his current level, having a clear mind was the most important thing.
Pucha Alihu clearly didn't care why he had changed his mind. "The marshal is indeed a good person!"
Song Qingshu felt gloomy at being inexplicably labeled as a good person. He got up and said indifferently, "Don't be happy too early. She can be spared from death, but she can't escape punishment. Her father and brother can be spared, but the Pucha family won't be able to recover its former glory."
As one of the Three Great Families of the Jin Kingdom, the Pucha Family's influence ran deep. From the imperial court to the local government, there were officials in the Pucha Family. If the Jin Kingdom wanted to eradicate the Pucha Family, it would definitely cause a national upheaval. This was also the reason why Pucha, Hute, Pucha Shijie, and the others were locked up and not sentenced to death. Since he had encountered such a thing tonight, he might as well go with the flow and sell them a favor. At the same time, he could also make up for the guilt he felt towards Pu Cha Qiucao.
Pu Cha Qiucao, on the other hand, didn't know the whole story. She knelt on the ground with a thud and said with a choked voice, "I'm already satisfied to be able to save my family. I don't dare to hope for anything else."
Song Qingshu nodded with a cold expression. Just as he was about to leave, Pucha Alihu hurriedly stopped him. "It's already so late, where is the marshal going? Besides, you're the benefactor of the Pucha family. Qiucao wants to thank you properly. Isn't that right, Qiucao?" She was worried that if she let Song Qingshu leave like this, things would change. It was safer to keep him in a gentle home.
Beside her, Pu Cha Qiucao was taken aback, her face instantly turning red. However, since this concerned her family, she could only muster her courage and nod softly.
Song Qingshu sneered, "Why didn't I realize that Madam was so good at pandering?"
Pucha Alihu's expression changed. After all, it was embarrassing for a woman to be insulted like this. However, she couldn't afford to offend the man in front of her, not to mention that she was the one in the wrong.
Song Qingshu continued, "Only now do I remember that Madam is also from the Pucha family. Why are you only encouraging your niece to sacrifice herself? Why don't you sacrifice yourself for the family?"
This time, Pucha Alihu was truly flustered. She smiled sheepishly. "How could a withered willow like me enter the marshal's eyes? Naturally, I wouldn't dare make a fool of myself."
"Is that so?" Song Qingshu shook his head. "But I like women like Madam, who are as mature as honey peaches."
"The marshal must be joking." Pucha Alihu's expression changed several times. Although she had a terrible reputation in the capital and was known for her flirtatious ways, it had always been for the sake of avenging her husband. All the men she had seduced had died without exception. After Wanyan Liang's death, she had gotten rid of all her enemies. In addition, for the sake of her own image in her daughter's heart, she had long since resolved to turn over a new leaf.
"I've never liked to joke," Song Qingshu said in a low voice as he looked at her quietly.
Pucha Alihu was flustered by his stare. In truth, she didn't reject this man, especially since he had avenged her and was the benefactor of the Grand Preceptor's household. Well … serving him once wasn't something she couldn't accept. More importantly, she had just made a promise to her daughter not long ago. In addition, there was a junior here. No matter how magnanimous she was, she still had to consider the issue of face.
Pu Cha Qiucao stood there awkwardly, not knowing if she should stay or leave. Thinking back to how this man had quickly retreated after entering her body, and connecting the dots to what he had said to her aunt, how could she not understand that he had no interest in her?
Thinking about how she had made such a huge sacrifice, yet the other party didn't care about her most precious thing, Pucha Alihu felt so wronged that she was about to cry.
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