"Ah!" Mu Wanqing felt as if she was scalded and hurriedly flung her hand away, "Girl, why do you always have such ridiculous thoughts in your head?"
"How is it ridiculous for a lover to do something joyful? Don't be brainwashed by the Song people's etiquette. "Li Qinglu said righteously.
Song Qingshu didn't say anything, but his face was full of anticipation. Unfortunately, his hopes were dashed in the end.
"I can't be bothered to talk to you, I'll leave this place to you." Mu Wanqing spat, then grabbed her clothes and left as if she was fleeing.
"You're satisfied so quickly?" Li Qinglu's beautiful eyes widened. She was obviously a little surprised.
Yelu Nanxian couldn't bear to listen anymore, "You're so young, aren't you a little too … too …" She didn't know how to describe it.
Li Qinglu didn't mind, "She's a little temptress from Elite Hall. Since Big Sister Mu has left, I'll leave this womanizer to you."
"Leave it to me?" Yelu Nanxian was about to leave when she was pushed back.
"That's right, I still have to go explain to the old princess about what happened just now." Li Qinglu looked at Song Qingshu with hidden bitterness.
You still need me to deal with the aftermath.
Yelu Nanxian blushed, "But today is your groom selection …"
"Aiyo, don't worry, I've had enough for the past two days, today I'll treat it as filial piety to Big Sister." Li Qinglu gave her a light push and pushed her into Song Qingshu's arms, leaving behind a string of bell-like laughter as she floated away.
"Qinglu just loves to mess around." Being held in his arms, feeling the man's broad chest, Yelu Nanxian's heart beat faster.
Yelu Nanxian was tall and slender, giving off a different feeling when hugging her. Song Qingshu thought of her well-proportioned long legs and the perfect figure formed from long periods of sword training, and he couldn't help but feel a surge of heat in his lower abdomen.
Feeling his change, Yelu Nanxian bit her lip, "Let's go to my room, on Qinglu's bed … it feels a little weird."
Song Qingshu knew that she was shy and naturally agreed. He followed her, using the darkness of the night to avoid the taijian and palace maids, and sneaked into the Crown Princess' palace. The young man and woman quickly became entwined together. Only the crumpled grand Crown Princess' robe on the ground proved the passion in the room.
…
Early the next morning, Song Qingshu left the palace feeling refreshed. He sighed to himself that if he had the chance, he should ask Gu Zi Xian for the [Dual Cultivation Heart Sutra]. He had been a bit tired the past two days, but after being with her, he was completely rejuvenated. It looked like this heart sutra had to be popularized in the palace.
He planned to visit Xue Baochai and the others. After all, what happened last night had a great impact on them. It was better to comfort them. However, to his surprise, the Southern Song Pavilion was empty. There was no one there.
It was not easy to find someone nearby to ask. Only then did he know that the Southern Song delegation had packed up overnight and left as soon as the city gate opened in the morning.
"It looks like Xue Baochai wants to leave this sad place as soon as possible." Song Qingshu let out a long sigh. He thought back to how Xue Baochai had taken care of him on the way here, and how she had given him all kinds of ideas for the betrothal contest. Although he knew that it was all because of Jia Baoyu, he was still touched.
"Song Qingshu?" At this time, a surprised voice came from the door. Song Qingshu turned around and saw a beautiful woman with a veil over her face. Who else could it be but Gu Zi Xian? Qiyin
"Why are you here?" Song Qingshu had just been thinking about her, and now they were meeting again.
"We're going back to Peerless City, so we came to say goodbye." Gu Zi Xian's gentle eyes were filled with sadness.
"You're leaving?" Song Qingshu had actually learned from her that they were going to part ways the last time they met, but he didn't think it would happen so quickly.
"Yes, the betrothal contest is over, and all the ambassadors are going back. I also have to go back to Peerless City." Gu Zi Xian looked around and couldn't help but pat her chest. "I heard that the Southern Song Dynasty's ambassadors left early in the morning. I thought I wouldn't be able to see you again, but then I remembered that you're already the Emperor's son-in-law."
Song Qingshu felt awkward. He didn't know how to explain to her about being the Emperor's son-in-law, but Gu Zi Xian clearly didn't need him to explain. Her face didn't show any anger.
"Ahem, Xian Er, it's time to go." A gentle voice came from outside. This kind of voice was like honey, enough to make any man's imagination roam.
Song Qingshu had already sensed that the Dual Cultivator Madam was here. She had been cultivating the Dual Cultivator Mantra for many years, so her words and actions were inevitably somewhat seductive. However, he knew that she was a dignified person, so he naturally wouldn't let his imagination run wild.
A trace of reluctance appeared on Gu Zi Xian's face, but she couldn't stand the urging from outside. She could only say, "Song Qingshu, I have to go."
Song Qingshu sighed. "All good things must come to an end. Take care on your journey." After parting with so many people today, he finally understood why ancient poets had so many poems about parting.
Gu Zi Xian revealed an expression of struggle, but in the end, she still asked, "Do you still mean what you said before?"
Song Qingshu was startled. Only now did he realize what she was talking about. He couldn't help but smile. "Don't worry, I'll definitely come to Peerless City to see you."
"I'll wait for you!" The worry on Gu Zi Xian's face was swept away. Her smile was like the first melting of ice and snow. After saying this, she happily ran out.
Song Qingshu's somewhat depressed mood was also infected by her. When he arrived at the door, he saw the Dual Cultivator Mantra's carriage turn the corner. Gu Zi Xian just happened to open the curtain and look at him. She excitedly waved at him.
The Dual Cultivator's wife didn't expect her daughter to suddenly open the curtain. She didn't even have time to put on her veil, revealing a plump and beautiful oval face. Although she was a bit alarmed, when she saw Song Qingshu, she still nodded in greeting.
Song Qingshu was startled and also nodded in greeting. He felt a bit awkward. After all, she had seen him with her daughter in the courtyard that day, so he felt a bit guilty.
When he returned to the Imperial Palace, he found Wanyan Zhongjie and Li Qinglu in a confrontation outside the palace gates.
"You were pretending to be mysterious before, but now you're showing your face in public." When Wanyan Zhongjie first saw Li Qinglu, he felt that she had the appearance of a seductive fox. He couldn't help but mock her.
Li Qinglu smiled and said, "I know that the Princess has a good impression of my Prince's son-in-law, but he's mine now. I'm going to be with him for a period of time, so there's no need for the Princess to worry about him."
"I'm afraid that you won't have that luck." Wanyan Zhongjie sneered. He just happened to see Song Qingshu return and said to him, "I just received news that the Prince of Ruyang has been assassinated."
Song Qingshu was originally having a headache over the situation of the two of them being jealous, but when he heard her words, he was immediately shocked. "The Prince of Ruyang is dead?"
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