"Song Qingshu?" Xue Baochai looked at Song Qingshu with a puzzled face. She suddenly remembered that the Xixia princess seemed to have called him Brother Song when she came in.
"Baoyu, why did she call you Song Qingshu?" Now Xue Baochai didn't even care that the Empress called him Song Qingshu. Her attention was all on the word "Song".
Song Qingshu had a headache and hurriedly explained, "Well, when I escaped from Mongolia, I met the Empress by chance. At that time, she was not the Empress yet … Well, because the Mongolian masters had been chasing after me, fortunately, the Empress and the Princess saved me. At that time, in order to avoid the Mongolians, I casually took the surname Song."
"I see." Xue Baochai looked at Mu Wanqing doubtfully.
Mu Wanqing frowned slightly and snorted, but she didn't refute it.
"So, this marriage has already been decided by you?" Xue Baochai suddenly said in a cold voice.
Song Qingshu said embarrassedly, "It's not decided. If it weren't for my good luck, I wouldn't have been able to go to the end of the wushu test."
Xue Baochai remembered that she was worried that he wouldn't be able to pass the group competition, so she taught him the moves step by step.
"Ask the old Xixia princess to stop!" Xue Baochai thought that the girl in yellow was still in danger. She didn't have time to feel sad and hurriedly said to Mu Wanqing. Although the girl in yellow was good at martial arts, the old Xixia princess was too unfathomable.
Mu Wanqing turned her face away and said coldly, "You also know that she is the old Xixia princess. I'm just a new Empress. How can I control her?"
Xue Baochai snorted, "You still know that you are the Empress. If others know that the Empress of Xixia has done something wrong to the Emperor, I don't know what will happen."
"What nonsense are you spouting!" Hearing the other party describe her as that kind of woman, Mu Wanqing instantly flew into a rage and was about to charge over.
Song Qingshu hurriedly stood between the two of them and said, "Look at the time. Don't mess around here." Then he lowered his voice and said to Mu Wanqing, "You go out and tell Li Qiushui first. Leave it to me."
Mu Wanqing stomped her feet and turned to leave. When she left, she pouted. Obviously, she was extremely unhappy.
"Why did you let her go?" Xue Baochai was anxious and wanted to catch up with this important hostage.
Song Qingshu grabbed her: "Don't worry, she will go out and plead with old Princess, so Sister Yang will be fine."
Only then did Xue Baochai look at him strangely. "It seems that the empress is quite obedient to you." At this moment, she suddenly felt that the man who had grown up with her was a little strange. She didn't know him as well as she thought she did.
"I'm just considering the gains and losses." Song Qingshu awkwardly explained, "I'll send you out first. Otherwise, if more people discover you, I'm afraid it will cause a dispute between the two countries."
Xue Baochai was a little reluctant at first, but she was born in the Imperial City Department and had been deeply influenced by the ideology of loyalty and patriotism since childhood. She also didn't want to cause trouble for the court.
The two were silent all the way until they reached the wall of the Imperial Palace. Xue Baochai then said: "I originally wanted to take you out this time, but now that I see that you are like a fish in water in the Imperial Palace, you have a beautiful and noble empress and a lovely princess, I also can't bear to leave."
Song Qingshu sighed: "Sister Bao, I'm sorry, forget me."
"I hate you!" Xue Baochai tiptoed and jumped out of the Imperial Palace. Her figure disappeared into the night sky.
Song Qingshu raised his head and touched the water stains on his cheeks. He knew how sad she was at this time, but the real Jia Baoyu had died on the Island of Heroes. It was better for her to take this opportunity to forget him. 52 Literature
When the yellow-robed woman flew out of the Imperial Palace and arrived at the appointed place, she was shocked to find Xue Baochai crying. "What's wrong? Did you see Baoyu? "
"I saw him." Xue Baochai wiped the tears on her cheeks with her hand.
"What happened to him?" the yellow-robed woman asked.
"Don't mention him anymore." Xue Baochai just shook her head. "Sister Yang, are you okay?"
The yellow-robed woman smoothed her messy hair: "It was okay at first, but then the old Xixia princess's martial arts were too high. Fortunately, she retreated, otherwise it would have been a little troublesome."
"It seems that she is quite trustworthy." Xue Baochai said to herself.
The yellow-robed woman was stunned: "Her? Who are you talking about? "
"Nothing, let's go back." Xue Baochai didn't tell her what she saw today. First, it was really unbelievable, and second, she didn't want Jia Baoyu to encounter any more danger.
Seeing that she was not like when she first came, the yellow-robed woman was relieved. It seemed that the two of them had met and explained everything clearly.
At this time, in the Imperial Palace, Mu Wanqing, Li Qinglu, and Yelu Nanxian were jointly interrogating Song Qingshu.
"Why did you let her go? What if she leaked our secret?" Mu Wanqing was very annoyed when she thought of how she was controlled by the other party.
Song Qingshu said with a wry smile: "If I didn't let her go, would I kill her to silence her? Don't worry, with the relationship between her and Jia Baoyu, she won't tell others. Even if she did, who would believe that a dignified Xixia Empress would have any relationship with me, the Southern Prince Song? "
On the side, Li Qinglu smiled like a flower: "In the end, some people's bad habit of having tender and protective feelings for the fairer sex is acting up again. They can't bear to let her go."
Yelu Nanxian said with a strange expression: "I also think that Brother Song's action is too risky." She was originally dealing with the departure of various countries' diplomatic corps, but when she learned that there was an assassin in the Imperial Palace, she hurried back.
"And you still insist on keeping Jia Baoyu's identity, as if there really is something between me and Jia Baoyu." Mu Wanqing said angrily.
Song Qingshu said apologetically: "I really don't want to kill her, but this is not the only reason. After Xulie Wu returns to Mongolia, the Mongolians will definitely retaliate. At that time, we need to contact other countries to resist the Mongolians. Although the Southern Song Dynasty is weak, its real national strength is not weak. But the Southern Song Dynasty and the Mongolians have made a truce. If we want them to send troops, we must have a reasonable reason. And Jia Baoyu is the Emperor's son-in-law of Xixia.
Hearing his explanation, the women gradually felt relieved. Li Qinglu also came out to smooth things over with a smile, "I was wondering why I didn't see Sister Mu when I entered the room just now. It turns out that you were hiding behind the screen with Miss Xue. So, were you dressed at that time?"
Mu Wanqing blushed and hurriedly explained: "Of course I was dressed. What are you thinking in that head of yours?"
"Sister Mu, of course I believe you. But with Brother Song's temperament, I don't believe that he would leave you alone." Li Qinglu teased a few more times, then walked out. "Forget it, forget it. This princess will not disturb you to continue your wedding night."
Yelu Nanxian's face heated up and she hurriedly stood up: "I'll also leave first."
Mu Wanqing was embarrassed and hurriedly reached out to grab the two of them: "Don't go!"
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