After chatting for a while, Qin Hongmian got up and left. She had been living in seclusion for a long time and was not used to interacting with people, let alone a man. Being able to chat for so long was already unprecedented.
Song QingShu couldn't help but feel a slight sense of loss when he saw Qin Hongmian leave with an icy cold expression. After all, even though he wasn't loved by everyone, he'd always been successful in the field of love these past few years. No matter if it was a celestial maiden, a demoness, or a seductress, all of them couldn't help but look at him in a different light. Only this Qin Hongmian took him to be an ordinary man and avoided him.
Of course, this did not mean that Song Qingshu had any thoughts about Qin Hongmian. It was simply his vanity that caused mischief. After all, he was not a saint.
Quickly recovering from his emotions, Song Qingshu smiled at Mu Wanqing and said, "Sister Wanqing, let's go out for a walk. I've just arrived in Lingzhou City, you can be my tour guide." First, he needed to familiarize himself with the whole of Lingzhou City in advance. Second, he felt that he had too little time with Mu Wanqing, so he wanted to take the opportunity to accompany her more.
Mu Wanqing raised her eyebrows, her face brimming with happiness. "Yes, yes!"
Next, the two left the Mu Mansion together and toured around Lingzhou City. The customs and customs of Xixia were very different from those of Jiangnan, Liao, Jin, and other countries of the grassland, so there was a different flavor to the tour.
Along the way, Mu Wanqing changed from her usual cold image. She chattered like an oriole as she explained to Song QingShu about the various places in Spirit State City. Looking at her smiling eyes that were like crescent moons, Song QingShu's heart was filled with pity: Such a good girl, yet she had to bear too many things in the past that she should not have to bear. He must not repeat the same mistakes, he must let her always be able to smile so sweetly.
After walking for a long time, Song Qingshu noticed the fine sweat on Mu Wanqing's forehead, so he took her to a nearby restaurant and sat down. While waiting for the dishes to be served, he suddenly heard the customers next to him talking about Mu Yuqi's matter.
"I heard that the King of Tiandu caught a spy from the Southern Song Dynasty and specially escorted him to the Emperor. It seems that the King of Tiandu has made a great contribution this time." A wine guest said with delight.
"What do you know?" Someone next to him interrupted him. "I heard that this Southern Song spy came to summon King Tiandu. King Tiandu was afraid that the matter would be exposed, so he hurriedly escorted him to the emperor to express his sincerity."
"The King of Tiandu is only below one person in our Western Xia and above tens of thousands of people. Is it necessary to surrender to the Song Dynasty?" The man from before said indignantly.
"How would I know? But for the past two days, Tian Du Wang has been running around like an ant on a hot pan. He didn't even have time to return home. It's obvious that he's encountered a thorny problem."
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Listening to the discussion of the group, Song Qingshu lowered his voice and said to Mu Wanqing, "Something might have happened to your father."
Mu Wanqing curled her lips. "That person is not my father." She grew up with her mother in Dali and had no concept of a father in her mind. Moreover, the reason why they came back to the Spiritual State for the past two years was mainly due to Mu Yuqi's pressure. She was already a little unhappy about losing her freedom. Now that she knew that Mu Yuqi had such filthy thoughts towards her, the only bit of remorse in her heart disappeared, leaving only extreme disgust.
Song Qingshu nodded inwardly. This saved him a lot of trouble. Otherwise, it wouldn't be worth it to get rid of Mu Wanqing's father for the sake of Yelu Nanxian.
"For the time being, you and your mother should go out and lie low. I have a feeling that this matter won't be easy to resolve. When the time comes, you and your mother will inevitably be caught in the crossfire." Song Qingshu couldn't help but remind them.
"Is it that serious?" Mu Wanqing asked doubtfully. She clearly didn't believe it.
Song Qingshu didn't explain further. After all, in everyone's opinion, how could the King of the Celestial Capital, who held the military power, be affected by such a small matter?
After the two of them finished their meal, they strolled around the outskirts of the city for a while. It wasn't until the evening that he sent her home. Mu Wanqing wasn't this shy in the past, but perhaps it was because of the engagement or something else that made her pay extra attention to these things. She didn't want to "spend the night" with him outside.
Song Qingshu felt that he had shot himself in the foot, but since he still had things to do tonight, he didn't mind it too much. After leaving the Mu Mansion, he went straight to the Heavenly Prison. Today's stroll wasn't a waste of time. He had already found out where Lin Pingzhi was imprisoned.
Although all of this was planned, he was still a little worried. He wasn't worried that Lin Pingzhi would reveal anything, but worried that Lin Pingzhi would be tortured too heavily and his body would be in danger.
Coming to the periphery of the Heavenly Prison, looking at the heavily guarded defense, Song Qingshu frowned. Although his Qing Gong was high, it was useless in this kind of terrain. It was difficult to hide from everyone's eyes and ears. Originally, he could seal the acupoints of the guards at the exit, so that outsiders couldn't see anything unusual. But after observing for a while, he found that the guards here crossed and patrolled quite frequently. It wouldn't be long before other people came to see if there was anything unusual. At that time, these people who had their acupoints sealed would not be able to hide.
Just when he was having a headache, he suddenly noticed a tall and thin middle-aged man slowly walking over here, cursing and pinching: "Damn it, I had an appointment with a girl today, but in the end, I have to be transferred to guard a stinky man. But I heard that the man has soft skin and is even more handsome than a girl. Do you want me to give it a try? "
However, he quickly shivered and gave himself a slap. "Motherf * cker, what was I thinking in my head? I, the Crane in the Cloud, traversed through a cluster of flowers. What I picked was a beautiful female flower, not some daisy.
Song Qingshu recognized the man as Yunzhong He, one of the four evildoers. Hearing him talking to himself, Song Qingshu felt disgusted. He didn't think that the world's most famous pervert would have the tendency to be turned gay. Damn it, the more he lived, the more he regressed.
He was just worrying about how to sneak in, but he didn't expect to find a way to get in so quickly.
Yunzhong He was still complaining, but suddenly, he felt a pain in the back of his neck. His vision went black and he didn't know what happened.
Song QingShu dragged him to a dark corner and quickly disguised himself to look like him. Before he left, he suddenly stopped, turned around, and kicked him in the waist. This guy was notorious for picking flowers everywhere and destroying the chastity of good girls. Sparing his life was already letting him off easy, but the tools he used to commit the crime had to be confiscated.
Of course, Song Qingshu would not be so bored as to do things in the Worship Service Room. Instead, he crippled Yunzhong He's kidney meridian so that he could no longer be a man for the rest of his life. Naturally, he would not be able to commit crimes.
Then, he swaggered into the imperial prison with Yunzhong He's identity. Yunzhong He was an elite from Class One Hall, and he was originally sent to help guard the prisoners. That was why the prison guards did not suspect him at all and let him in.
While Song Qingshu walked in, he felt very uncomfortable. Yunzhong He was always fooling around, and he even had the tendency to be gay. Song Qingshu didn't want to get himself sick. Would it be contagious if he wore these clothes?
Even though he still had his own clothes inside, Song Qingshu still felt disgusted. He circulated his true qi and covered his body with a thin layer of qi force. It could be said that all evil could not invade his body.
But his attention was soon diverted, because he saw Lin Pingzhi.
In all fairness, while Lin Pingzhi looked like a girl, he was definitely an outstanding handsome man. But now, he was covered in blood, and his hands were chained to the two walls. There was not a single part of his body that was unscathed. He was covered in all sorts of bloodstains and signs of torture.
If it were not for the fact that he could still feel his faint heartbeat, Song Qingshu would have thought that he had died a heroic death.
"Pingzhi!" Even though he had expected this to happen, the visual impact of seeing it with his own eyes was still incomparable.
"Hmm?" After calling for a long time, Lin Pingzhi woke up slightly. He raised his head in slight puzzlement and looked at the middle-aged man in front of him.
"It's me." Song Qingshu returned to his original voice, and at the same time, he sent a wisp of true qi into Lin Pingzhi.
"Big Brother Song!" Lin Pingzhi was pleasantly surprised. Obviously, he did not expect to see him in this situation. Feeling the warm current in his body, he gradually recovered some of his spirit.
"This is the Nine Turn Bear Snake Pill. Take it quickly. It's good for your injuries." Song QingShu handed him a yellow pill. The Nine Turns Bear Snake Pill was a holy healing pill of the Carefree Sect. It had the effect of bringing the dead back to life. It was one of the spoils of war obtained from the Heavenly Mountain Maiden.
Lin Pingzhi did not doubt it at all. He swallowed the pill and felt a spicy smell. Soon, there was a flame in his lower abdomen. Then, several warm currents flowed to his limbs and bones. He, who was on the verge of death, immediately recovered a lot of his spirit.
"It's really a miracle medicine." Lin Pingzhi was amazed.
However, Song Qingshu sighed and said, "Miracle medicine is just a dead thing. Pingzhi, you, on the other hand, are so badly injured this time …"
Lin Pingzhi hurriedly said, "Big Brother Song, don't be like this. I came on this mission voluntarily, and these injuries are also within my expectations."
Song Qingshu still wanted to say something, but his expression suddenly changed slightly. "Someone is coming. Be careful." After saying that, his figure flashed and he leisurely lay on the chair at the door of the cell, as if he was taking a nap.
Lin Pingzhi reacted quickly. He immediately lowered his head again and returned to his previous appearance of being on the verge of death.
Not long after, a beautiful figure came in with a group of subordinates. Song Qingshu's heart skipped a beat. "It's her!" Although the person's face was veiled, he had already recognized that she was Princess Yinchuan of Xixia Country, Li Qinglu. She was also Meng Gu, whom Xuzhu yearned for day and night in the original work. Last time, on the outskirts of Lin 'an, he took Huang Rong to the Peach Blossom Island to settle down. Coincidentally, she sneaked into the Southern Song Dynasty with the masters of the Class One Hall and had a conflict with the Imperial City Department led by Xue Yiren and Xue Baochai.
Song Qingshu's current identity as Yunzhonghe did not want to expose himself, so he quickly got up and bowed. Li Qinglu gave him a look of disgust and ignored him, instead walking straight to Lin Pingzhi who was in the depths of the cell.
She then instructed her subordinates to pour some water on Lin Pingzhi's body. When he woke up, Li Qinglu coldly asked, "I'll ask you one last time. Why did you come to Lingzhou City to look for the King of Tiandu?"
Looking at the graceful and exquisite girl in front of him, Lin Pingzhi understood how ruthless and ruthless she was. "I've already said that I'm only here to deliver a gift. I've already told you what the gift is. It's a painting of a turtle and a box of jujubes."
Li Qinglu snorted coldly. "What treasure has the King of Tiandu not seen before? You came all the way here to deliver this?"
Lin Pingzhi answered, "If I'm not mistaken, Mu Yuqi should have delivered my gift to you. You can check it and you'll know that I'm not lying."
A hint of anger flashed in Li Qinglu's eyes. "It's precisely because we have checked that we know that you wouldn't just deliver those two pieces of trash. There must be other letters."
Lin Pingzhi flatly replied, "You won't get anything out of me even if you interrogate me a thousand times."
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