Song Qingshu was a man, and a normal man at that. He immediately picked her up and carried her to the bed. Su Quan smiled coquettishly and hooked her arms around his neck. At the same time, she pulled down the curtain beside the bed.
Soon, a sobbing and complaining voice came from the room. It made people blush and their hearts beat faster.
When they woke up the next day, Su Quan said a few words to him in a daze, then fell back into a sweet sleep. Song Qingshu kissed her forehead, then got up, packed his clothes, and left the bedroom. The two of them spent the whole night saying their goodbyes.
After lingering for most of the night, Su Quan's whole body was limp like a ball of mud. She was already exhausted, and Song Qingshu didn't want to disturb her.
After leaving the bedroom, Song Qingshu also felt a little weak in his legs. Even though his body was made of iron, he couldn't support himself after being completely immersed in Zhao Min and Su Quan, two naturally seductive women.
"If it wasn't for the special cultivation technique that can nourish the body with Yin and Yang energy, I'm afraid I would have died a long time ago." Song Qingshu smiled bitterly. Outsiders were envious of his good luck with women, but how could they know the hardships he had gone through? Of course, these words would be even more annoying if they were told.
It was no wonder that since ancient times, most emperors had short lives. With so many concubines in the three palaces and six courtyards, it would be unreasonable to not die of exhaustion.
When Song Qingshu arrived at the Cold Palace, Shen Bijun had already finished washing up and was sitting in the courtyard watering the flowers. She was different from before. Now, her eyes were as bright as the stars, as if they were emitting light at any time.
Although Song Qingshu had gone through a day and night of fierce battle, he was still amazed by the beauty of the woman in front of him. He thought to himself that it was no wonder Su Quan said last night that she wanted to squeeze him dry so that he wouldn't have any thoughts about this troublesome woman on the way.
"Brother Song, you're here?" Seeing Song Qingshu's arrival, Shen Bijun was a little surprised, but more than that, she was pleasantly surprised.
"Originally, I planned to leave in two days, but after thinking about it, I think it's better to leave as soon as possible." Song Qingshu smiled. No one knew when the Mongolians would come south. It was better to hurry. Anyway, Su Quan could take care of Liao.
After a pause, Song Qingshu said, "Do you want to pack your luggage now?"
Shen Bijun was startled. "We're leaving now?"
"Why? You still don't want to leave this place?" Song Qingshu teased.
"Of course not." Shen Bijun blushed. "I just can't believe that I can leave this cage."
However, she had no time to lament about this right now. The complicated expression on her face was quickly replaced by excitement. "I don't have much to pack. I'll be done soon."
"There's no rush. Take your time." Looking at her excited back, Song Qingshu didn't follow her in. After all, she would definitely need to pack some of her private clothes. It wouldn't be convenient for him.
He stood in the yard and leisurely waited. However, he waited for almost an hour. In the end, he saw the rouge and powder she had carefully selected, the bottles he didn't know the name of, and the large bags of clothes. He didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "As expected, women are all like this in every generation."
Shen Bijun heard his muttering and said with some embarrassment, "I've made you wait a long time. Fortunately, it's not at home. Otherwise, there would be more."
Song Qingshu finally remembered that she was the daughter of a wealthy family and had grown up with a silver spoon in her mouth. Her family loved her dearly, so she naturally had everything she wanted.
"I just don't know if those things are still there in the Shen gardens," Shen Bijun suddenly said sadly.
"You'll know if they're still there when you go back and see for yourself." Seeing that she was thinking about the extermination of the Shen family, Song Qingshu comforted her.
"I thought that I would die in a foreign land for the rest of my life. I didn't think that I would have the chance to return to the Shen gardens. Brother Song, thank you." Shen Bijun bowed as she spoke.
"Bijun, don't be so courteous." Song Qingshu helped her up. "It won't be too late to thank me when you actually return to the Shen gardens."
"En." Being supported by a young man, Shen Bijun's heartbeat sped up.
"You guys?" At this time, a surprised and uncertain voice came from outside the door. The two turned their heads and saw that the palace maid was standing at the door and looking at them with shock.
Shen Bijun's face reddened and she quickly took a step back to separate from the other. Song Qingshu didn't care and lightly said to the palace maid, "I have an imperial edict to take Hui Fei niangniang out of the palace. During this time, you should act as usual and pretend that niangniang is still here. There will soon be an imperial edict that no one is allowed to visit. You don't have to worry about secrets being leaked."
"You're taking niangniang out of the palace?" The palace maid was dumbstruck. This was beyond her understanding. It had to be known that the women in the Cold Palace would either grow old alone or be given ten feet of white silk. There was a small chance that they would rise again, but she had never heard of an imperial concubine being allowed out of the palace.
"You guys … are you going to elope?" The palace maid asked in a trembling voice. She had originally thought that the man in front of her was the Emperor's trusted bodyguard or something. But no matter how big the Emperor's heart was, he wouldn't allow a hot-blooded young man to take his woman out of the palace. The key was that this woman was devastatingly beautiful and no man could resist her charm.
After thinking about it, the only explanation was that the two were planning to elope. He had been in the palace for so many years and naturally knew the seriousness of the matter. If the matter was exposed, he, as a servant of Hui Fei, would not be able to escape responsibility. At that time, the Emperor would be furious and perhaps sentence her entire family to be executed. He naturally had to find out now.
"Elope?" Song Qingshu couldn't help but laugh.
"What nonsense are you saying!" Shen Bijun, on the other hand, was extremely embarrassed. Elopement was something that people loved to see in novels, but for young misses like her, countless people had told them how shameless it was to elope ever since they were young.
"Niangniang, please pity me. I have old people to take care of. If you leave and the higher-ups investigate, what will I do?" The young palace maid couldn't help but cry.
Shen Bijun opened her mouth but didn't know how to comfort her. She couldn't help but look at Song Qingshu for help. In reality, she didn't know what method he would use to take her out of the palace. The most likely situation was that he would use his superior martial arts to sneak her out of the palace. But if he did that, it would be easy to implicate the people around her. Thinking about how she had regained her freedom, but the price would be the lives of others, the kind-hearted her couldn't bear it.
Song Qingshu threw the gold medallion to the young palace maid. "See for yourself if this gold medallion is fake or not. This is the Emperor's personal item."
"Who knows if it was forged by you." The young palace maid turned the medallion over and over. When she saw the golden dragon engraved on the medallion with the words "Imperial" written on one side and "Regal Presence" written on the other, her heart finally calmed.
"Who in the palace dares to forge an imperial edict?" Song Qingshu reached out and sucked the medallion back into his hand. However, he didn't have the heart to scold this responsible young palace maid. Of course, he still had to scare her. "Remember not to talk too much, or else you might not be able to keep your little life."
Finishing, he led Shen Bijun out. When the two of them reached the door, the young palace maid timidly asked, "Niangniang, will you come back?"
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