Madame Zhen didn't try to explain, "If someone else asked me, I would definitely deny it. But since you asked, I dare not hide it from you. The prince asked me to stay here not only to buy time for him, but also to settle the details of the alliance. After all, after he returns to India, he will be thousands of miles away from here. It will be inconvenient for him to communicate with the countries in the Central Plains."
After a pause, she continued, "In addition, I can also contact Xixia, Qing, Song, and other countries. It will be better if I can get them to join the alliance."
Madame Zhen looked at Song Qingshu with watery eyes, "Of course, if it weren't for you, I wouldn't have to stay here. I didn't lie to you when I said I would repay you. "
At this time, Song Qingshu faintly heard the noise coming from the street. He said in a deep voice, "I still have something to do. You stay here and recuperate. With the protection of the Jin and Xixia, the Mongols won't dare to attack you again."
Madame Zhen nodded, "Yes, you can come to my room if you want."
Song QingShu's heart skipped a beat, thinking that this Western woman was really proactive. However, with her unique temperament and outstanding beauty, she didn't sound cheap at all when she talked about it. Instead, it was filled with endless temptation.
Of course, Song QingShu was not in the mood to think about these things at the moment. He went to Wanyan Zhongjie to entrust some matters to him. After that, he rushed to the Western Xia Imperial Palace. The Mongolians had made such a big move tonight, so he had to inform Mu Wanqing and the others about it.
When he arrived at the gate of the Imperial Palace, Song Qingshu didn't use his Lightness Skill to sneak in. Instead, he entered through the gate. Now that the Xixia Imperial Palace was his territory, sneaking in was a bit embarrassing.
He showed the highest level token to the guards. The guards didn't dare to ask his identity and let him pass. Song Qingshu went all the way to the Imperial Study. He had learned from the guards that the Empress was dealing with the memorials in the Imperial Study.
After entering the room, he found a slender girl lying in the middle of a pile of memorials. The candlelight fell on her body, making her look as beautiful as ever. Moreover, she looked even more innocent, because she had fallen asleep on the table.
Arriving near the desk, Song Qingshu saw the exhaustion between the young girl's eyebrows. His heart was filled with pity. He was outside having fun, but she was dealing with these heavy documents. He couldn't help but feel guilty.
"Who is it?" Even in her sleep, Mu Wanqing was still very vigilant. She felt the strangeness around her and woke up immediately. The sleeve dart in her hand was aimed at the other party.
"You're already an empress, yet you're still hiding poison arrows in your sleeves. If the ministers find out about this, they'll write a few books about this," Song Qingshu said with a smile.
"Brother Song!" Seeing the lover of her dreams so close to her, Mu Wanqing was pleasantly surprised and confused. She subconsciously rubbed her eyes. "Am I still dreaming?"
Song Qingshu gently pulled her into his arms. "Do you feel more real now?"
Feeling the familiar embrace and scent, Mu Wanqing finally knew that all of this was not fake. She pressed her face against his chest and listened to his steady heartbeat. She called out softly, "Song Qingshu ~"
"It's already so late. Don't read these memorials anymore," Song Qingshu said with a pained heart.
"Okay." Mu Wanqing smiled sweetly, like the most obedient young lady.
"Why did those eunuchs and palace maids let you fall asleep like this? What did they do?" Song Qingshu was a little angry.
Mu Wanqing said with a smile, "It's not their fault. I'm not used to being served by others, and I don't like being stared at at at all times, so I chased them out."
"Then go back to your chambers and sleep. You're already so tired." Song Qingshu stretched out his hand and stroked the few strands of messy hair on her temples. 168
Mu Wanqing shook her head. "Right now, the city is very chaotic. Xian 'er and Qinglu took the people from Class One Hall to deal with it. I have to wait for them to come back to discuss it."
"The uproar in Mongolia is because of the Khwarazmor incident …" Song Qingshu roughly explained what happened that night.
"So that's how it is." Mu Wanqing suddenly understood. She then called a servant girl in and had her bring the news to Yelu Nanxian and the others. The two women knew the whole story and naturally knew how to deal with it.
After the maid left, Song QingShu came out from behind the screen. "Now you should be able to rest in peace. I'll take you back to your chambers." As he spoke, he carried her in his arms.
Mu Wanqing's body was very soft. She couldn't feel any weight in his arms, which made her even more pitiful.
"No." Mu Wanqing's face was slightly red. "There are many people on the way to the chambers. It's easy for rumors to spread like this."
Song Qingshu had a depressed expression. "At worst, I'll disguise myself as Li Langzuo. When the Emperor goes to the Empress' chambers, no one will dare to say anything."
"He has been lying in the palace recovering all day. Right now, everyone has tacitly accepted the fact that he is heavily injured. If he suddenly appears in front of people full of energy, it will easily cause some ambitious people to have other thoughts." Mu Wanqing bit her lip. "Also, when the Emperor goes to the Empress' room, the Greeting Room, and the living quarters, there will be official records. I feel it's strange, and I don't like that feeling."
"So it's like that …" Song Qingshu knew that what she said was somewhat reasonable.
As if hearing the disappointment in his tone, Mu Wanqing lowered her head and said in a small voice, "Actually … actually, this place is fine."
"What?" Song Qingshu didn't immediately react.
Mu Wanqing's face grew redder. "This is a study, but to make it easier to rest, I had people set up a soft couch."
Song Qingshu looked at the little bed at the side and finally reacted. Actually, his original intention had been to take Mu Wanqing back to the room to rest, but he hadn't expected her to think the wrong way.
However, the two of them hadn't seen each other for a long time. As the saying went, absence makes the heart grow fonder. Furthermore, he had just been aroused by Zhen Furen. He didn't say anything else and carried her towards the soft couch.
Mu Wanqing seemed to know what was coming. Her small hands tightly gripped his clothes, her face becoming even redder.
Song Qingshu had to admit that the feeling of being with a young woman who loved him deeply was not something those women who threw themselves at him outside could compare to. The young woman's eyes were as gentle as water as she looked at him affectionately, her mouth continuously calling out "Song Lang, Song Lang." That kind of feeling where the spirit and body were one was unparalleled.
After an unknown amount of time, just as the two of them were immersed in love, Song Qingshu's expression suddenly changed. He pulled over the blanket to cover Mu Wan's glowing body.
The door was pushed open with a "bang", and a beautiful figure rushed in. "Sister Mu, Sister Mu, something happened, uh …"
Li Qinglu's expression was very interesting. She had never expected to see such a scene when she pushed open the door. Mu Wanqing was so embarrassed that she hid under the blanket and didn't dare to show her head.
"What are you looking at? Close the door." Song Qingshu coughed lightly to hide the awkwardness in his heart. "What did you just say happened? Did you fight with the Mongolians?"
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