Dan Yuru was keenly aware of the change in his mood. She hurriedly ordered her men, "Retreat!" The masters of the Divine Sect carried the seriously injured people and fled.
Song Qingshu hesitated for a while, but in the end, he did not chase after them. The strength of the Divine Sect was not to be underestimated, and they had a large number of people. If they knew that they were going to die, it would be difficult for him to deal with them in a short time.
He did not know what had happened to the Jin Kingdom's diplomatic mission. If the delay here led to trouble there, it would not be worth it.
"Brother Song …" Wanyan Zhongjie came to his side with a worried look. Apparently, he had also heard the sound of the whistling arrow.
"Let's go back first," Song Qingshu said in a low voice. Just as he was about to leave, two beautiful women appeared in front of him.
"This servant thanks benefactor. May I ask for benefactor's name?" The woman came to him and bowed to him. Her daughter looked at him with curiosity and admiration.
Song Qingshu sighed secretly. If it were another time, he would be happy to chat with the two women for a while. He could also take advantage of the situation to form an alliance with Galdan and Peerless City. Unfortunately, he was worried about the situation in the headquarters and could not stay here any longer.
"It is fate that we met. There is no need to ask for my name. I still have something to do, so I will leave first. We will meet again if fate allows it." Song Qingshu smiled. As soon as he finished speaking, he picked up Wanyan Zhongjie and disappeared out of the window. He rushed to the Jin Kingdom's diplomatic mission.
The madam and the princess looked at each other in blank dismay. They never expected this result. It has to be known that although they rarely showed their faces, their beauty had already spread throughout the Western Regions. It was unknown how many City Lords and Kings wanted to get close to them. Even people like Galdan couldn't help but want to spend more time with them. But this time, when the two women took the initiative to strike up a conversation, the other party seemed to disdain them and directly left?
The woman was still a little hesitant. She wondered if he was playing hard to get. After all, she was used to seeing men use all kinds of methods to get close to her.
At this time, her daughter said in a low voice, "Mother, he gives me a different feeling from all the men I have met before."
The woman immediately felt relieved. In fact, she also had the same feeling. With such a high level of martial arts, how could she treat him as an ordinary person? Naturally, he was different from those men who harbored evil intentions in the past.
On the other side, Song Qingshu and Wanyan Zhongjie were rushing back. Wanyan Zhongjie suddenly said, "They said that Dan Yuru's seduction skills are unparalleled in the world, but I think those two women are also good at seducing men."
Song Qingshu was speechless. "What nonsense are you talking about?"
Wanyan Zhongjie curled his lips and said, "Didn't you see their eyes? They are looking at you with admiration and worship, as if they want to devote themselves to you. I'm sure that as long as you nod your head, either one of them will be willing to accompany you. Maybe both of them won't mind …"
"You're so young, how can your thoughts be so dirty!" Song Qingshu gave her a knock on the forehead. "Don't think about all that nonsense. Think about what happened over there."
Wanyan Zhongjie was not worried at all. "Anyway, as long as you're here, there's nothing that can't be solved."
Song Qingshu was suddenly speechless. "Well, I accept your flattery."
"Hee hee ~" Wanyan Zhongjie's eyes suddenly smiled like a crescent moon.
Soon, they returned to the residence of the diplomatic corps. From afar, they saw Xue Baochai and the yellow-robed woman leading a group of people and confronting the Jin people at the gate.
Wanyan Zhongjie snorted. "I thought it was something serious. It turns out that your confidante has come to find her lover."
"Nonsense. They don't know who I am." Song Qingshu had a headache. He roughly guessed that Xue Baochai and the yellow-robed woman were worried that something might happen to him when he didn't go back, so they came to find him.
At this time, the yellow-robed woman was looking at the Jin warriors with a cold face. "You've been making excuses to not let them come out. Has Jia Baoyu been killed?"
Xue Baochai, who was standing to the side, was shocked when she heard this. Although reason told her that this was unlikely, the two of them had been here for so long without Jia Baoyu coming out. It was really worrying.
Ouyang Feng said with a teasing smile, "Miss, you're thinking too much. Two young boys and girls have endless topics to talk about. Why are you so nervous? Is it because you're jealous?"
The yellow-robed woman's eyes flashed with anger. "Who cares about being jealous of him? Others treat him like a treasure, but I don't care about him at all. I don't care if he wants to flirt with your little princess, but this time I'm responsible for the safety of our group. You should at least call him out so that I can make sure he's safe. After that, they can do whatever they want."
Ouyang Feng also had a headache at this time. He had just said everything he could say, but these two women kept asking to see Jia Baoyu.
There was such a big commotion outside, but the person inside did not show up. It was indeed suspicious.
If it were other people, Ouyang Feng would not bother to talk to them. However, these two women seemed to have a close relationship with Song Qingshu. He could not beat or scold them, so he was in a dilemma.
"Divine Bow, get ready!" Seeing that there was still no movement inside, the yellow-robed woman finally used up her last bit of patience. As she raised her hand, the Song soldiers all drew their bows and aimed at the Jin people.
Xue Baochai gritted her teeth and made a gesture. The people of the Imperial City Department also drew their swords and were ready to fight.
Seeing this, the Jin people also drew their weapons. The situation was about to start.
At this moment, a puzzled voice sounded, "Sister Bao, Miss Yang, what are you doing?"
Everyone turned their eyes subconsciously and saw Jia Baoyu coming out of the house and looking at them with a puzzled face.
Seeing that he was safe and sound, Xue Baochai could not help but feel relieved. The yellow-robed woman was not so polite and asked, "What are you doing? Why did you only come out now? "
Song QingShu had an innocent look on his face. "Nothing, I was just playing chess."
"Playing chess?" The yellow-robed woman felt her teeth itch and said, "Didn't you hear what was going on outside? They were almost fighting because of you."
"I'm too focused …" Song QingShu smiled awkwardly. He knew that his excuse was untenable.
"What's going on? Why is it so noisy in the middle of the night?" Suddenly, a lazy and tender voice sounded from behind him. Song QingShu turned around and his eyes almost popped out of their sockets.
It turned out that Wanyan Zhongjie's clothes were a little untidy and his hair was also a little messy, but no one thought that he was ugly. On the contrary, he looked even more charming. Coupled with the delicate blush and shyness on his face, everyone smiled and said, "So that's how it is."
"This drama queen!" Song Qingshu felt a headache coming on. Xue Baochai, who was beside him, turned and left with a livid face. The yellow-robed woman glared at him and also left with her subordinates.
A tense situation with swords drawn came to a dramatic end just like that.
"What are you trying to do? Don't you want a girl's reputation?" Song Qingshu said angrily as he pulled Wanyan Zhongjie's hand into the house.
"I didn't say anything. It's just that those two women have dirty thoughts and are thinking about those messy things." Wanyan Zhongjie tidied up his clothes and said with a gloating tone.
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