Song Qingshu raised his head and looked at the memorial tablet in the mourning hall. "Because of Wan Yanliang?"
Tu Danjing turned her face to the side and did not answer him.
Song QingShu didn't mind and walked over to the memorial tablet. "Wanyan Liang and I have a deep hatred for each other; how can I let him enjoy a peaceful memorial?" As he said this, he picked up the tablet and prepared to smash it.
"No!" Tu Danjing exclaimed and wanted to take the memorial tablet back.
Unfortunately, the other party raised his hand high up, so how could she get it back? She could not help but be angry and anxious. "Although he wronged you in the past, you also took your revenge. Moreover, he is already dead. What else do you want?" Her first reaction was that Wan Yanliang had bullied Ge Bi. However, Song Qingshu did not tell her the truth, so she always thought that Ge Bi had been bullied.
"Even if he dies ten thousand times, he will not be able to repay what he did. Just these few words make me unhappy." Song Qingshu simply made the best of it and continued to act like he had a deep grudge against Wan Yanliang. However, in the end, he did not have a good impression of Wan Yanliang.
Tu Danjing did not know what to say at this moment and could only plead helplessly, "Please, give it to me."
Because she wanted to snatch the memorial tablet from Song Qingshu's hand, Tu Danjing's whole body was almost pressed against Song Qingshu's body. She kept jumping on her tiptoes, trying to get the memorial tablet back. However, she did not realize that their bodies were constantly rubbing against each other.
Feeling her soft and exquisite body, Song Qingshu's fire that had just calmed down rose again. "It's not that I can't give it to you, but you have to promise me something."
Tu Danjing's heart jumped. "What is it?"
Song Qingshu smiled slightly. "Why do you ask when you already know the answer?"
Seeing the other party's aggressive gaze, Tu Danjing's heart could not help but tremble. She said in a panic, "No, I can't do anything that will let Digu Nai down."
"It seems that Princess has the same idea as me." Song Qingshu laughed mockingly.
Tu Danjing blushed and spat. "I didn't."
After a pause, she bit her lip and said, "With your current status and power, you can have any woman you want. Why do you always provoke me?"
Song Qingshu pulled her into his embrace and whispered into her ear, "Because you are Wan Yanliang's princess."
"You!" Tu Danjing couldn't help but get angry and wanted to scold him. Who knew that just as her red lips opened, he would kiss her.
"Wu, wu ~" Tu Danjing tried to push away the man on top of her, but how could she?
After a long while, Song Qingshu finally released her lips in satisfaction. Looking at the panting wang fei, he reached out to brush her moist lips: "Don't you feel that there is no meaning in living? Then I'll find something interesting for you." Finishing, he lifted her up and put her on the table.
Tu Danjing panicked. "Hey, you … what are you going to do …"
Unfortunately, the other party didn't have time to respond to her. Feeling the oppression of the other party's masculine aura, Tu Danjing said with a sobbing tone, "Even if … you want to … don't do it here."
She knew that it was difficult for her to resist him. Moreover, the two of them had done it more than once or twice, so she wasn't that resistant. However, in front of her husband's mourning hall, she felt strange.
A playful smile flashed across Song Qingshu's face, and he directly untied the belt on her skirt: "It's not interesting if we're not here." When Wan Yanliang was in power, he loved to bully the wives and daughters of others. How could he expect that one day, he would suffer the same pain?
A trace of shame and indignation flashed across Tu Danjing's face, but she couldn't help but tremble in the depths of her soul. Originally, she wanted to put down her husband's memorial tablet, but at this time, she had nowhere to put it in the air. If she threw it aside, she was afraid that it would break, so she could only hold it tightly in her hands. The alternating physical and moral torment made her body several times more sensitive than usual. Soon, she collapsed …
After an unknown amount of time, Song Qingshu left the Cold Palace contentedly. His restless heart, which had been restless for the first half of the night, finally calmed down. As for Tu Danjing, she once again experienced the most wonderful things in the world. She probably wouldn't be willing to commit suicide for a while.
Song Qingshu's actions just now weren't entirely to vent the evil thoughts in his heart. To a large extent, it was because Tu Danjing wanted to commit suicide. Although he could arrange for palace maids to take care of her, if she really wanted to commit suicide, there would always be an opportunity. He could only think of a way to dispel her thoughts.
Seeing her silently shed tears in front of her husband's memorial tablet, he quickly understood that she wanted to commit suicide to accompany her late husband. Therefore, he took advantage of the situation and did such a thing. Presumably, she wouldn't have the courage to commit suicide to face Wanyan Liang for the time being.
"But it seems like I'm becoming more and more like a villain." If it was in the past, Song Qingshu might have a psychological struggle. But now that he had been in a high position for a long time, his mentality was very different from before. He knew very well which women needed his love and protection, which he needed to protect, and which he only needed to enjoy their bodies and didn't need to worry about their thoughts. Obviously, Tu Danjing belonged to the second category.
After returning to his bedroom, the Ge Bi sisters were sleeping soundly. Song Qingshu guiltily climbed onto his bed. Fortunately, he didn't wake the two of them. After tossing and turning for half the night, he quickly felt sleepy and fell into a deep sleep.
In the following period of time, Song Qingshu, the Ge Bi sisters, and Taj-tish worked together to deal with the imperial memorials flying in from all over the country. They also arranged the logistics for the southern and western battlefields.
But soon, they began to be badly battered. This was because the Southern Song Dynasty had officially started their northern expedition!
The previous battles were just the vanguard probing, but this time, the main force had started to advance. The southern battlefield suddenly felt pressured. Thanks to the two pillars of the army, Fu San Zhongyi and Kashi Liezhining, who were stationed in Jianghuai and Dengtang Prefectures, the situation was barely stabilized.
But the situation was precarious. Letters asking for help appeared one after another on the table in the imperial study.
To make matters worse, in the eastern battlefields, in order to cooperate with the Southern Song Dynasty's northern expedition, the Red Coat Army had also started to attack the Jin Kingdom. At that time, the imperial court had sent Fu San Zhongyi's grandson, Fu San Anzhen, to lead an army to contain the Red Coat Army in Hebei. Fu San Anzhen came from a family of generals and could be considered an outstanding general. In the end, the two sides fought several times. Fu San Anzhen was defeated by the Fourth Lady, Yang Miaozhen, and lost several prefectures and counties.
"This Yang Miaozhen is really a genius!" Not only Song Qingshu, but the other women also had the same thought. Not only did this woman dominate the world with her Pear Blossom Spear, but she was also an expert in battle.
From time to time, the image of the other party using her legs as a spear appeared in his mind. Song Qingshu forced a smile and suppressed some of his random thoughts. Then, he began to arrange a countermeasure.
Fortunately, he had a plan not long ago. He secretly sent someone to inform Liao, Xiao Guanyin, and Zhao Min, asking them to send troops to attack the Red Coat Army's lair. After all, the Red Coat Army was active between Taihang Mountains and Hebei. They had always been in conflict with Liao. Now that Liao had taken the opportunity to send troops to expand their territory, it was understandable.
Since Liao had already sent troops, the threat of the Red Coat Army had been resolved. Next, there was another problem. That was, the Golden Snake Battalion had also started to move out as promised. They were going to cooperate with the Southern Song Dynasty's northern expedition.
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