Song Qingshu was taken aback, not expecting such an answer. He couldn't stop thinking, 'Does she not know my identity or is she purposely throwing a tantrum?'
But no matter what, now that he had been clearly rejected, it was not convenient to go find Yelu Nanxian in front of everyone. He could only ride his horse listlessly in front, thinking that he had to find a chance to teach her a lesson.
Unfortunately, in the next few days, Yelu Nanxian remained in seclusion, not giving him a chance to get close to her. As time went by, Song Qingshu became more and more convinced that she was doing this on purpose.
The speed of the bridal procession wasn't fast. After a few days, they had only traveled about a hundred li. The sky was getting dark, and looking at the relay station in the distance, Song Qingshu was thinking that he had to go see Yelu Nanxian today, even if he had to break into her room at night!
Because the sky was getting dark, the bridal procession decided to rest at the relay station. Yelu Nanxian still didn't get out of the carriage. She had someone drive the carriage to the backyard and forbade anyone from going near.
As if noticing Song Qingshu's awkwardness, the official from the Ministry of Rites came over and said, "General, please don't be offended, the princess is most likely not in a good mood." He was actually very curious about this escort general. He hadn't seen him in Shangjing before, it was as if he had been sent here out of nowhere. Everyone was trying to guess his background and what he had done to deserve such a direct appointment from a noble in the palace.
After these few days of interaction, Song Qingshu knew that this official's name was Xiao Huan Duo. The name was a bit hard to pronounce, but he was used to it. This was the name of people like Liao.
"Official Xiao must be joking, how could I dare to blame the princess?" Song Qingshu had disguised his appearance, so he didn't have to worry about his real identity being discovered.
When he entered the relay station, Song QingShu's heart suddenly stirred. He turned his head and looked to the side. He saw a petite little girl, about eight or nine years old. She had a tender and beautiful face, and her eyes were watery.
"She's really a beauty!" Song Qingshu could not help but be amazed. It must be known that this world was different from the future. Most of the common people were somewhat malnourished. Moreover, it was common for them to marry and have children at an early age. Therefore, children were generally thin and small. It was rare to see a little girl with such delicate makeup. Song Qingshu carefully thought about all the little girls he had seen in the past. It seemed that only Miao Ruolan was comparable to this little girl.
However, Miao Ruolan had that kind of pure and innocent beauty. This girl was obviously so young, but she looked somewhat beautiful like a young lady. It was really … hard to describe.
"I didn't expect that there would be such a stunning beauty in a mountain village." Xiao Huandu Ho also noticed the little girl and couldn't help but sigh.
Hearing the frivolous and lewd tone in his voice, Song Qingshu was speechless. He thought that the people of this era were really unscrupulous. They could even have evil thoughts about such a little girl. However, when he thought about how many women in this world were married and had children at the age of thirteen or fourteen, he was used to it.
"Looking at her, she should be the daughter of the leader of this relay station. Why don't I go and ask him to let her serve the general at night. The general can take her back to be a concubine. Their family can be considered to have made a meteoric rise."
Xiao Huandu Ho moved closer to him and deliberately lowered his voice. He had the intention of winning over this mysterious general, so he planned to present the Buddha with borrowed flowers. After all, it wasn't his own daughter, so he didn't feel bad.
In the distance, the little girl was originally sweeping the ground with her head lowered. Suddenly, a cold light flashed in her eyes. Unfortunately, the angle was not right, so Song Qingshu and Xiao Huandu Ho did not notice.
"Uh, there's no need." At this time, Song Qingshu was speechless at Xiao Huandu Ho's suggestion. It should be known that Song Qingshu, who came from the future world, was really not used to some of the things in this world that he was used to.
Worried that Xiao Huandu Ho would make a move on the little girl himself, Song Qingshu added, "Right now, we have important matters to attend to, so it's best not to complicate matters. Moreover, the princess has not been in a good mood for the past two days. If she finds out and blames us, we will not be able to bear the consequences."
Thinking of Yelu Nanxian's current state, Xiao Huandu Ho shivered. He hurriedly said, "Thank you for the reminder, let's go, I'll treat the general to a drink."
After drinking with Xiao Huandu Ho, it was already late at night. Song Qingshu pretended to be drunk and returned to his room. After waiting for a while, he guessed that most people were asleep, so he quietly snuck into the back courtyard. Yelu Nanxian was acting like she didn't want anyone to enter, so he could only resort to this method. However, he knew that his martial arts were high, so he didn't have to worry about being discovered by the guards.
Along the way to the back courtyard, he couldn't help but frown. It was too quiet here, he looked around but couldn't see any guards. At first, he thought there were hidden sentries, but after a careful inspection, he still couldn't find anything.
At this time, sounds of fighting came from Yelu Nanxian's room. Song Qingshu's heart skipped a beat, 'Oh no!'
He hurriedly ran in that direction, but before he arrived, he saw Yelu Nanxian from afar, holding a long sword in her hand. Her entire body was like a fairy, and several people were attacking her from all sides.
Song Qingshu's eyes were sharp, he recognized one of them to be the leader of this relay station. He instantly understood what was going on. Most likely, there were assassins who had arrived first and killed the real relay station guards, then disguised themselves as them.
As for the guards of the bridal procession, there was no movement. It was most likely that they had been drugged with something like a knockout drug. Before this, their food and drinks had all been monitored by specialized personnel. If they had used a poison that could seal the throat upon contact, they would definitely not be able to hide it from them. Presumably, they had used something like a knockout drug that was not lethal but had a miraculous effect.
Noticing that Yelu Nanxian wasn't at a disadvantage when fighting against the assassins, Song Qingshu didn't immediately appear to help. He decided to observe the origins of these assassins' martial arts first.
The long sword in Yelu Nanxian's hand glowed like a cold moon, her entire person advancing and retreating with ease, like a fairy. Those people couldn't even get close to her. Watching this, Song QingShu nodded inwardly, "Her Sun and Moon Divine Sword Technique is becoming more and more refined, among the younger generation, she can be considered an outstanding talent." He didn't even realize that his tone of voice was that of a senior, completely forgetting that he was also a young man.
Seeing that they couldn't take down Yelu Nanxian after attacking for a long time, the assassins looked at each other and nodded. Then, without prior agreement, they threw away their swords and used their fists instead, attacking Yelu Nanxian.
"Fists of Seven Damages!" Song Qingshu recognized that fist technique, and couldn't help but be shocked. Ever since Golden Mane Lion King Xie Xun wreaked havoc in the Kong Tong Sect, the Kong Tong Sect had kept a very low profile, rarely appearing in the martial world. Many people had even forgotten that there was such a big sect in the martial world.
The Fists of Seven Damages was famous for hurting oneself before hurting others. Training one to seven wounds, all seven would be injured. With such a huge sacrifice, the power was naturally not to be underestimated. As soon as the assassins used the Fists of Seven Damages, Yelu Nanxian felt a little uneasy. She had no choice but to rush into the courtyard, using her lightness kung fu to deal with them. Her slender legs were a feast for Song Qingshu's eyes.
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