No wonder when he checked Heavenly Mountain Tonglao's meridians, he felt that she was no different from a young girl. Wu Yazi also told him that Heavenly Mountain Tonglao was a bit strange. p
Li Qiushui and Heavenly Mountain Tonglao often fought and gradually got used to her changes, so it was not easy for him to see the problem. p
Although he understood all this, Song Qingshu still had another question, "Although I know that the Heavenly Mountain Tonglao is fake, her memory, way of thinking, martial arts, and even looks are the same as the real Heavenly Mountain Tonglao. Then what should I do with her identity?" p
If she wasn't the Heavenly Mountain Tonglao, then she was no different from the Heavenly Mountain Tonglao now …
Song Qingshu wondered if he should find a chance to tell her the truth, but he decided against it. It would be too shocking. Besides, her original memory had been erased by the real Heavenly Mountain Tonglao. If she knew her identity, she would probably break down. p
"Ah ~" Suddenly, a series of exclamations came from behind. Song Qingshu looked back and saw Mei Lan, Zhu Ju and the other maids hiding at the door, looking at the skeleton in the stone chamber with fear. p
Song Qingshu put the parchment into his pocket and said to them, "This should be a senior who passed away in meditation in the past. Find someone to collect her remains and give her a proper burial." p
At this point, there was no need to reveal her true identity. Otherwise, the entire Vulture Palace would be in chaos again. p
"Yes, Master ~" The maids bowed and couldn't help but look around the stone chamber curiously. "I didn't know there was such a secret chamber in here." p
Song Qingshu rolled his eyes. "You speak as if you've been here before." p
Zhu Jian stuck out her tongue. "You're right. I wonder if Grandma has seen it before." p
Song Qingshu was startled. He suddenly realized that Grandma Tonglao had been cultivating here all this time. Could it be that she had never discovered this secret chamber? p
Ever since he came out of the secret chamber, he had been thinking about this question. He felt that Grandma Tonglao might not know the truth, but she might also know. She really was Schrodinger's cat. p
In the end, he did not dwell on this unsolvable problem any longer. Song Qingshu quickly turned his attention to how to deal with Li Liangzuo. The most important thing now was to consolidate the resources of Spirit Condor Palace as soon as possible, so that he could mobilize the forces under Li Liangzuo's command as soon as possible. p
He asked Granny Yu and Sister-In-Law Shi to organize the Spirit Vulture Palace, the 36 caves, and the 72 islands. Meanwhile, he asked Cheng Qingshuang to investigate the current situation in the Spiritual State. p
"Master, it's getting late. Hurry up and rest. This servant has already prepared hot water for Master to bathe and change." A young girl walked to the desk with a porcelain cup and bowed. It was Lan Jian. p
Song Qingshu nodded. It was time to sleep. He had been running around day and night during this period of time. It was time to rest and build up his energy. p
Lan Jian led him to a large room. The furnishings in the room were quaint and elegant, with bronze tripod and pottery vases. In the middle of the room, there was an exquisite incense burner that smoked the best sandalwood incense. Although the whole room was simple, it had a kind of elegant temperament. p
In the inner room, there was a large bed. Although he didn't sit on it, he could feel the softness of the bed through the gauze curtain. Song Qingshu suddenly asked, "This used to be Old Grandma Tong's room, right?" p
The maids were so scared that they all knelt down. "Master, please forgive us. Due to the lack of time, we didn't have the time to build a new High Lord's bedroom. In the entire Spirit Vulture Palace, Old Grandma's room is the largest and best. We didn't dare to let Master live in the other narrow rooms." p
Mei Jian added, "But don't worry, Master. The bedsheets and bedding are all new …"
Song Qingshu smiled and helped them up. "I was just asking casually. Look at how scared you are. I don't mind sleeping in her bedroom even if you don't change the bedding. It's not like I haven't slept with her before." Back in the ice cellar in the royal palace, Li Qiushui stripped Heavenly Mountain Tonglao's clothes and stuffed them into his bed. p
Mei, Lan, Zhu, and Ju:/p
“？？？”/ p
"…"/p
“！！！”/ p
"¥≈!"/ p
The girls' hearts were in turmoil as they looked at each other in dismay. "Master and Old Tong … slept together?" p
"Old Grandma Tong is so old. Master … this …"
"Do you think Master is also a few decades old? Is it because of his profound skills that he can maintain his youthful appearance?" p
"I don't think so. According to the rumors, Master should be around 30 years old." p
"Don't think too much. Although Old Grandma isn't young, she still looks very young. Even if … even if … it's understandable." p
"Sister, you're the one who's thinking too much." p
…/p
The girls were born of the same mother and understood each other's thoughts with just a look. So even if they didn't know how to use telepathy, they could still discuss the gossip in secret. p
Song QingShu didn't know that their imaginations were running wild. He went to the steaming hot tub in the hall and suddenly felt his whole body itch. He said, "You guys go out first, I'm going to take a bath." p
Only then did the girls wake up from the fire of gossip, and one after another said, "Let the servants serve Master." p
Song Qingshu smiled. "No need. I can handle it myself." p
Who knew that his words would make the girls cry. "Master doesn't want us anymore …"
"You guys are thinking too much." Song Qingshu was speechless. What were they talking about? p
Lan Jian cried. "We sisters are here to serve Master. We don't have any other abilities. Now that Master doesn't even let us serve him when he takes a bath, what's the point of us living in this world?" p
Song Qingshu smiled bitterly. "You guys used to be Old Grandma Tong's maids. After all, you're all women. But now that we're different, it's really inconvenient." p
Even the usually sensible Mei Jian couldn't help but be confused. "What's inconvenient? Isn't it normal for maids to serve masters and young masters?" p
Song Qingshu was startled and didn't know how to refute. This world was like this. It was just that he came from the future and wasn't used to it. p
Zhujian couldn't help but cry. "Does Master dislike us because we're the old Supreme Master's maids? Tomorrow, we'll have Shi Sao and the others choose a few new maids to serve Master." p
"That's not what I meant." Song Qingshu felt a headache coming on. "Alright, alright. You guys stay here and serve." In the end, he gave up on trying to convince them. He wasn't a stubborn old pedant. He didn't need to use the customs of the future to change the people of the past. p
"Thank you, Master!" The girls' worries immediately turned to joy. The joy on their faces could be seen with the naked eye. p
He had to admit that although these girls were young, chatty, and unreliable, they were quite qualified to be maids. They undressed him, combed his hair … The series of actions were gentle and methodical. After all, Song QingShu was someone who had experienced great storms, so he quickly calmed down and enjoyed their service. p
But this was hard on the little girls. They had always been serving Old Lady Tong, and there were no other men in Spirit Vulture Palace. This was the first time they were so close to a man. Their chests heaved up and down, and their cheeks were steaming, making them look even more alluring. p
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