Song Qingshu thought about it carefully and finally agreed to Yelu Nanxian's proposal. He wasn't the kind of person who would trade women for benefits, but he also wasn't like the two Song Dynasties who would turn pale at the mention of marriage.
For more than three hundred years, the two Song Dynasties had never had a marriage alliance with an outsider. This was because their hearts were weak, and a marriage alliance meant humiliation to them. In stark contrast, the more powerful Han and Tang Dynasties had never been afraid of a marriage alliance because they were strong enough. A marriage alliance represented the blessing and glory of the suzerain.
Song QingShu had enough strength and confidence to protect Yelu Nanxian. Under this premise, if he could obtain the greatest benefit, why wouldn't he do it?
Early the next morning, Yelu Nanxian had dressed herself up beautifully, when she came out of the room, Song QingShu couldn't help but be dumbfounded: Her face was glistening, pink and rosy, and there was an extraordinary beauty in her eyes and brows, under the splendid dress, she looked even more gorgeous.
"Seeing how beautiful you are now, I suddenly regret it." Walking to her side, Song Qingshu couldn't help but sigh.
Yelu Nanxian raised her chin, her bright and clean face was filled with a beautiful expression, "Hmph, you're still so talkative at a time like this." However, the slight smile on her face showed that she was quite happy with this kind of praise.
Since the people of the diplomatic mission were all here, the two of them couldn't be too intimate. After a quick conversation, they returned to their respective roles: the future Crown Princess entering the palace to meet the Emperor, and the General who was going to send her off.
People from the Ministry of Rites of the Western Xia had already come to greet them. Soon, the people of the Liao diplomatic mission were led to the direction of the palace. Because they had to enter the palace, it was impossible for the entire Liao diplomatic mission to go with them. In the end, only Song Qingshu, Xiao Huandu, the Princess's maid, and two officials from the Great Forest Dental Institute accompanied them.
Looking at the palace from afar, Song Qingshu secretly sighed. The architectural style was really different from the Central Plains. Also, the walls weren't very high, and he doubted how many martial arts masters it could defend against.
Just as his mind was wandering, a group of people suddenly came from the side. The leader said from afar, "Is this my future sister-in-law?"
Yelu Nanxian was startled, subconsciously turning around to see a handsome young man standing not too far from her. His features bore some resemblance to the Crown Prince, Ning ge, and judging from his attire, he was most likely a Prince.
The Western Xia official hurriedly stepped forward and made the introductions. "This is King Yi."
Beside him, Song Qingshu's heart skipped a beat. Before he came to Xixia, he had received information that Prince Yi, Li Liangzuo, had always been a free and unfettered prince with no political ambitions. He spent most of his time on Mount Kongtong, cultivating and seeking the Way of Immortality, and never participated in the struggle between the Crown Prince and the Imperial Uncle.
But on his trip to Xixia this time, he discovered an interesting thing — King Yi was not as aloof from worldly affairs as he had imagined. Whether it was those assassins from the Kongtong Sect or his return to Lingzhou City at such a sensitive time, all of these explained a lot.
Yelu Nanxian obviously also remembered the assassination attempt. Although there was no clear evidence, the mastermind behind it was most likely this man. Naturally, she did not have a good impression of him.
Therefore, she just glanced at him indifferently, and continued to walk toward the palace without stopping, not giving him any face. Song QingShu secretly gave her a thumbs-up. Then, he also stood by her side to guard her without any hesitation. But, his brows creased imperceptibly when he passed by her. It seemed that this prince of the Xixia Country hadn't wasted his time in seeking the Dao of Immortality all these years …
The Western Xia officials looked at each other in dismay. But naturally, it was not appropriate for them to participate in this kind of fight between immortals. They could only pretend that nothing had happened and continue to follow them.
Looking at the back of the group of people leaving, the smile on Li Liangzuo's face froze on his face. A subordinate next to him said indignantly, "This woman is too arrogant. Does she really think she can be the Crown Prince's Concubine for long?"
Li Liangzuo coldly glared at that person. "Some words can be said in the heart, but saying it out loud is equivalent to courting death."
That person broke out in a cold sweat. "Your Highness, please forgive me, this lowly officer was too outspoken …"
"Forget it, this Prince is in a good mood today," Li Liangzuo waved his hand, looking at Yelu Nanxian's alluring figure, and said in a playful tone, "I didn't expect that big brother of mine to have such luck with women. This Crown Prince's Concubine is almost comparable to my little sister Wanqing."
Back to the group of people entering the palace at this time. Yelu Nanxian quietly said to Song Qingshu: "That person just now was so narcissistic, so annoying."
Song Qingshu nodded in agreement: "I don't know why, but I don't like him as soon as I saw him."
"If it weren't for the fact that we were in public today, based on what he had done before and how frivolous he was today, I would have taught him a lesson long ago." Yelu Nanxian snorted, venting the dissatisfaction in her heart.
Song Qingshu said with a playful smile: "You should be glad that we were in public this time. Otherwise, if we really fought, you most likely wouldn't be his match."
"It can't be?" Yelu Nanxian jumped in fright. Although she had lost twice in the hands of Ouyang Feng and Heaven Mountain Maiden, her opponents were all Grandmaster level seniors. She was confident that she could win against people of the same age as her.
Song Qingshu said in a low voice: "He hid it very well, but he couldn't hide it from my eyes and ears. His breathing was steady and powerful, and contained a unique rhythm. He must have cultivated a high level of internal energy, but he usually hid it."
"Another schemer, he's definitely not a good person." Because Murong Jingyue had pretended to be her father, Yelu Nanxian had a natural sense of disgust towards this kind of person.
At this time, the Western Xia official who was lagging behind looked at the two people whispering to each other in front of them. He couldn't help but pull on Xiao Huandu's sleeve with a strange expression: "Princess Cheng 'an seems to be very close to this marriage escort general."
Xiao Huandu laughed a few times: "Princess Cheng 'an encountered a very dangerous assassination, and it was General Xiao who saved her, so they are a little closer." He wasn't an idiot. During this period of time, he had more or less noticed something, but this kind of thing couldn't be said out loud. He could only let it rot in his stomach. Apart from the friendship they had with each other along the way, as well as the other party's life-saving grace, for the sake of Liao's peace, he didn't dare to say anything.
Just like this, everyone had their own thoughts. Before they knew it, they had arrived outside the main hall. For some reason, there weren't too many formalities this time, and there weren't many officials present. Soon, a eunuch summoned Princess Cheng 'an.
Song Qingshu followed Yelu Nanxian into the main hall. He noticed that Li Yuanhao was sitting on the dragon throne somewhat listlessly. Looking at his complexion, it seemed that he had used up too much energy in the Jie Tan Temple. Although he didn't really do anything with Qin Hongmian, he was still affected by the Soul Transfer Technique.
"Nanxian greets Your Majesty." Yelu Nanxian stepped forward and bowed.
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