"Your Highness!" The group of people turned pale with fright and hurriedly ran over to help him up. According to the Great Khan's military methods, if anything happened to Xu Liesu, none of them would be able to live.
"Why are you helping me up? Go after him!" Xu Liesu pushed the crowd away in a flustered and exasperated manner. He felt his face burning and couldn't see clearly with one eye. However, he didn't have the time to care about that right now. He only wanted to tear that mysterious assassin into pieces.
When the guards saw this, they all had strange expressions and almost laughed out loud. It turned out that Xu Liesu's usually handsome face now had a large red mark. The bridge of his nose seemed to have been broken as well. His face was bleeding profusely and his left eye was swollen like a bun, as if he had been punched by someone. Where was the slightest bit of his usual handsomeness and might? Instead, it looked very comical.
However, these people didn't dare to laugh out loud. Xu Liesu was currently in a fit of anger. If he found out that he was being mocked by his subordinates, he wouldn't be the man who had been called the "Whip of God" by the western countries if he didn't kill someone to show his might.
He was feeling uncomfortable holding it in. When they heard his order, the group of people hurriedly chased after him, afraid that the smiles on their faces would be seen.
However, with Song Qingshu's peerless qinggong, he had long since drifted far away. How could these people catch up to him?
"I only gave him a brick. Isn't that too easy for him?" Song Qingshu was currently thinking to himself. He had deliberately shot out that brick before he left. Xu Liesu had openly teased Yelu Nanxian before, so he had to teach him a lesson. The wound on his face was obviously caused by someone. The Mongolians cared so much about their reputation. Xu Liesu probably wouldn't have the face to come out and be arrogant for the time being.
"Thank you for saving my life, Your Highness." Madam Zhen leaned against the tree for a while and finally caught her breath. She looked curiously at the man in front of her. He was tall and straight, and from his skin and hair, he should still be very young. It was a pity that his face was covered and she couldn't see his appearance.
"Can you move freely now?" Song Qingshu planned to part ways after she regained her ability to move.
Madam Zhen rolled her eyes as if she had guessed his thoughts. She put her hand to her forehead and said, "I was drugged by the Mongolians and was heavily injured. I don't have any strength left."
Song Qingshu sneered, "When you ambushed Xu Liesu just now, I didn't see you at all."
When Madam Zhen realized that her trick had been seen through, her face turned slightly red, but she quickly regained her composure. "Since you snuck into Xu Liewu's palace in the middle of the night, it is clear that you are also Mongolia's enemy. The enemy of my enemy is my friend, so we should cooperate with each other."
"Cooperate?" Song QingShu chuckled. "I don't see why I need to cooperate with you."
Madame Zhen replied in a neither servile nor overbearing manner, "When it comes to martial arts, of course I am far inferior to Benefactor. But there are many things in this world that cannot be solved by martial arts alone."
"Are you implying that you are very smart?" Song Qingshu looked at her with interest. The woman in front of him was tall and slender. Because she had just been sent to Xu Liesu's bed, she was wearing a thin dress. A large part of her skin was faintly visible. Under the moonlight, it was even whiter than snow. Such a woman would first think that she was a stunner in bed, especially with her impressive breasts. It was hard to associate her with the word "smart". Maybe it was fate.
Noticing his gaze, Madam Zhen didn't try to avoid it. Instead, she straightened her back and said, "My body is the most worthless thing I have. If you are interested, you can enjoy it to your heart's content."
Song QingShu was taken aback. He had not expected the other party to be so direct. "Just now, when Xu Liewu wanted your body, your reaction was very intense. Could it be that you're playing the same old trick again, planning to numb me first before taking out some poison needle and using it on me as well?"
Madam Zhen shook her head and said, "It's not the same. The Mongolians and I are enemies. I won't obey him. But you saved my life and saved me from the joint attack of the Old Man of the Mountain and the Shuiyue Sect. With such amazing martial arts, if you want to do anything to me, I won't be able to resist. I might as well obey you from the beginning."
"Why do you make it sound like I am forcing you to be a prostitute?" Song Qingshu had a strange expression on his face. At the same time, he confirmed the identity of the Dong Ying warrior from her mouth. He was indeed from the Shuiyue Sect. The courtesan that the Southern Song Dynasty's ambassadors met in the small town was the Wind Lady under his command. Now, he finally met her.
That slash of his was indeed in line with the Dao of Nature. He was definitely a top-notch martial artist. However, with Song Qingshu's current insight, he didn't think much of it. The Shuiyue Sect was still inferior to the Old Man of the Mountain. The Old Man of the Mountain could be said to be at the doorstep of a Great Grandmaster and could take that step at any time. Of course, although it seemed like it was only one step, it could also mean that he would never be able to take that step in his entire life.
"Prostitute? I'm not a prostitute. "Madam Zhen shook her head like a rattle drum. She hurriedly explained," Although they all call me Madam, I've never married anyone and have never had a man. "
This caused Song Qingshu to be confused. He thought to himself, "What are you talking about?" However, his mind worked like lightning and he quickly realized that Madam Zhen was from the Western Region after all. She wasn't very familiar with Mandarin and didn't know what it meant to force a girl to become a prostitute. She could only understand it by capturing a prostitute.
"That's enough," Song Qingshu stopped her from continuing to explain. Although he was very curious as to why a young girl like her would be called Madam, he felt that asking such a question would damage his image as a master. "You're the military advisor of Khoresm. How did you get captured by the Mongolians at this time?"
"I wanted to observe them from a closer distance and understand more detailed information so that I could target them. However, I didn't expect that the Little Devil Master Fang Yeyu would predict that I would come and set up an ambush." Madam Zhen's beautiful face paled. "Oh no, the people from the Devil Palace must have gone to kill the prince!"
Song Qingshu was secretly impressed. When Xu Liewu gave the order, she had already been brought in. Now, she was able to analyze the Mongolian's actions with just a few clues. She was indeed worthy of being called a beautiful military advisor.
"Your Excellency, can you go and rescue the prince? All the citizens of Khoresm will remember your kindness." Madam Zhen looked at him eagerly.
Song Qingshu sneered, "You're still thinking of deceiving me at this point? Khoresm has long since disappeared. Now, there's only a remnant of your forces left. What's the value of the gratitude of your people?"
Madam Zhen's face reddened. She apologized, "All these years of fighting against the treacherous Mongolians, I've developed a habit of speaking half-truths. I didn't mean to deceive you. Please forgive me, Your Excellency."
Seeing that he didn't respond, Madam Zhen continued, "Since Your Excellency saved me, you're obviously an enemy of the Mongolians. Saving our prince should be beneficial to you."
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