"You're saying that there's a conspiracy behind all this?" Song Qingshu was shocked.
"I'm not sure." Zhao Min shook her head. "I have a feeling that there's more to it than meets the eye. Unfortunately, there's too little information. I can't tell."
Song Qingshu laughed. "Who cares if it's a conspiracy or an open one? We'll deal with whatever comes our way. If Zhou Botong can come and go as he pleases in Khubilai's residence, why can't I?"
"Zhou Botong?" Zhao Min frowned.
Song QingShu roughly explained what had just happened. A hint of worry flashed across Zhao Min's face. "Hong Qigong is a straightforward person, and Zhou Botong behaves like a child. If the two of them cause such a ruckus in Helin City, I'm afraid Guo Jing will be in danger."
"Should I secretly inform them of Guo Jing's whereabouts?" Song Qingshu suggested.
Zhao Min shook her head. "No. Guo Jing has lost his memories. If we let them reunite, it'll have the opposite effect. Plus, Helin City's attention is on those two. If they go looking for Guo Jing, they'll expose Guo Jing's whereabouts."
"Then what should we do? Are we going to keep this up?" Song Qingshu felt a headache coming on.
"That aunt must have her own plans. If I'm not wrong, she'll probably recover Guo Jing's memories before the wedding," Zhao Min said. "My aunt is a pitiful person. Let her enjoy her last happy moments."
Song Qingshu thought about how he had always seen Hua Zheng with a bitter expression. This time, he had only seen a rosy glow on her face. "I don't want to be the one to break up a couple. I'm going to accompany Wo Chen on a treasure hunt this time. They'll have to wait for Wo Chen to return before they get married. We'll see what happens then."
"Will you be bringing the Wind Maiden with you this time?" Zhao Min suddenly asked.
Song Qingshu smiled embarrassedly and said, "She is, after all, a servant of the Water Moon Great Sect. She used to follow around. If we leave her here alone, it will inevitably arouse suspicion."
"I'm not against it. Why are you feeling guilty?" Zhao Min rolled her eyes at him with a faint smile. "This woman knows your identity. It's not safe to leave her in Helin City. If you keep her by your side, you won't have to worry about her doing anything."
Song Qingshu breathed a sigh of relief. "As long as you don't mind."
"Don't worry. I won't object to a woman like her even if you play with her." Zhao Min snorted. "As long as you don't have any true love. I don't want that woman surnamed Zhou to blame me."
Song Qingshu couldn't help but look at her with a smile. "Do you care about Zhiruo's opinion?"
Zhao Min blushed. "In any case, I don't care. Especially that woman from the Demon Master Palace. Don't be unable to control yourself and be sucked dry. If that happens, I will really despise you."
Song Qingshu only felt a slight chill between his legs. He hurriedly said, "Don't worry. I will stay far away from that woman." Although he was very curious whether Pang Ban's Dao Heart Demon Seed was more powerful or his Joy Zen Art was more powerful, he didn't dare to take the risk. If he lost, it would be terrible. Therefore, no matter how beautiful Jin Bingyun was, he couldn't touch her.
"I wonder what the principle of Pang Ban's Dao Heart Demon Seed is. Jin Bingyun is clearly a virgin. How can Pang Ban plant the demon seed in the target's body through her body?" Song Qingshu couldn't help thinking.
"As expected, you still have thoughts about her." Beside him, Zhao Min sneered.
Only then did Song Qingshu return to his senses. He said calmly, "I'm just worried about your safety after I leave. You should know that the Vajra Sect Master and Priest Baisang have both betrayed the Ruyang Mansion. If something happens to you here, you won't even be able to find anyone to help you."
After saying that, he secretly despised himself for being a scumbag. His ability to talk was really getting better and better.
"Don't worry. Our Ruyang Mansion is one of the four kings with real power in Mongolia. Although something happened, our foundation is still there." Zhao Min's expression softened. "Take this mansion for example. If I hadn't removed some of the guards in advance every day, you wouldn't have been able to enter so easily." As she spoke, a faint blush covered her face. Her already beautiful cheeks looked even more alluring.
Song Qingshu was very tempted. He couldn't help but lean over and take a whiff. "I'm leaving tomorrow. Why don't we …"
Zhao Min took a step back, and the corners of her lips curled up slightly. "You come every night. Isn't that enough?"
Song Qingshu chuckled. "No man would complain about having too much of a noble and beautiful woman like you, Princess."
"Ptui." Zhao Min spat, but there was still a smug look on her face. Which woman wouldn't want their lover to be infatuated with them?
"You're leaving for a long journey tomorrow. You don't know how many dangers lie ahead. Today, you should … gather as much as you can. I'll be staying in the mansion every day anyway. I'll be fine after a few days of rest."
"… How many times have I told you? I'm not practicing those despicable plucking techniques."
"Hehe, don't lie to yourself. Even Zhou Zhiruo agrees with me on this."
"How dare you lie to your husband behind his back? I'll punish you according to the family rules!"
…
"Hehe, Zhou Zhiruo isn't as old as me, right?"
…
The next day, when Wind Lady saw Song Qingshu, she circled around him curiously. Song Qingshu rubbed his neck uncomfortably. "What's wrong?" He wondered if Zhao Min's lipstick was still wet.
Wind Lady pouted. "I'm just curious. Where have you been instead of sleeping at home? It's so cold here in Mo Bei. Look at how radiant you look, I'm sure you didn't spend the night outdoors."
Song Qingshu chuckled. He prepared to give her a scare. "Would you believe me if I told you that I spent the night in Princess Consort's room?"
Wind Lady was startled. "How is that possible? Why would Princess Consort allow you to …"
"That's because I'm so seductive." Song Qingshu was feeling smug when a light cough came from behind him.
"Ahem, who is this Princess Consort you speak of? It can't be me, can it?"
The two turned around and were shocked to see Princess Yalun standing at the side with a half-smile. Wind Lady quickly bowed and apologized. Song Qingshu, on the other hand, was calmer. "I was just joking. Princess Consort, you're so generous. I'm sure you won't mind."
Princess Yalun gave him a deep look and said, "The Grand Master even dares to make fun of Your Highness. You seem to have grown bolder than before."
Song Qingshu smiled sheepishly. Yalun added, "But if you protect my father well, I won't blame you. I'll even reward you."
"Thank you, Princess Consort!" Song Qingshu bowed pretentiously.
Princess Yalun ignored him and went to talk to her father, Wo Chen.
At that moment, Elder Wu Sun leaned over. He eyed Wind Lady's perky butt greedily before saying, "You're really the role model of our generation. How dare you have designs on Princess Consort."
Song Qingshu's expression turned serious. "You can't just say things like that."
Elder Wu Sun laughed and said, "There are no outsiders here. I won't hide it from you, I've admired this beautiful Princess Consort for a long time, but it's a pity I haven't dared to touch her."
Song QingShu cursed in his heart. This person looked virtuous and respectable on the surface, but he didn't expect him to be such an old pervert. However, in order to improve their relationship and make it easier for him to act in the future, he also chatted with him. With a common topic, the two of them quickly became familiar with each other.
"The princess agreed to let me pick thirty beauties from the Tie Yan tribe. Other than Ya Li Xian and her daughter Ah Man, I can pick anyone from the other large tribes. Of course, it's not like Ya Li Xian and Ah Man can't, but you have to wait for me … … two days, hei, hei." Elder Wu Sun said.
Song Qingshu was stunned. "How can I accept that?"
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