When Song Qingshu arrived at Destiny Cult's secret base, he first found a secluded spot to remove his mask and change his attire. He could be said to be very familiar with the process now. To make things more convenient, his clothes were usually double-sided. If he flipped them over, it would be the same as him changing into a new set of clothes. It would save him the trouble of carrying a bag around at all times.
When she saw him, Dan Yuru went up to him with an excited expression. She looked like a girl who was sixteen or seventeen years old. Li Mochou was much more reserved. She only laughed coldly by the side, and the words' adulterous couple 'were written all over her face.
Song Qingshu exchanged greetings with the group before he stated his intentions. "Tonight and tomorrow, there will be a huge commotion in Helin City. We have to seize this opportunity. I will send you out of the city tomorrow morning."
"But the security outside is tight. How are we supposed to get out?" When Fu Yaohong saw her most prideful disciple surrounding Song Qingshu like a young girl who had just awakened to love, she was incredibly worried. It had to be known that Dan Yuru was the most talented disciple in the sect over the past one thousand years. She had cultivated her Charm Arts to the highest realm, and even Fu Yaohong could not compare to her.
This sort of woman was destined to make all living creatures fall head over heels and bring disaster to the country. Only men would surround her, and she would toy with all the men in the world. Why was the tables turned now?
It had to be known that while the power of Charm Arts was great, once a person truly fell in love and was countered, they would end up as the other person's slave.
Song Qingshu did not know that there were so many thoughts flashing through her mind at that moment. When he heard her question, he answered, "While most people are restricted from going out of the city, that does not include the barbaric merchants. Yin Weed Faction and Destiny Cult have been rooted here for many years. It won't be difficult for you to turn them into barbaric merchants."
Fu Yaohong said hesitantly, "It won't be difficult for us to get them the attire of a barbaric merchant, but the problem is that all the barbaric merchants who leave the city have an exit order issued by the government. There are plenty of upper class nobles behind each barbaric merchant, which is why they can get this order. But over the years, we haven't been able to join them. Without this order, we can't leave the city even if we pretend to be barbaric merchants."
Song Qingshu smiled faintly and brought out a blank order from his bosom. The seal had already been stamped on it. They only needed to fill in the corresponding barbaric merchant's name and number of people.
Fu Yaohong was shocked. "Why do you have this token?" It had to be known that there were plenty of people in the city who wanted to get a warrant like this, but could not. A warrant like this was enough to guarantee them a lifetime of glory and wealth. Only the best nobles had the ability to give them such a warrant. Yin Weed Faction might have done some business with the barbarians over the years, but they had never received this official status.
Dan Yuru's eyes were shining, thinking that Prince Song was really a man full of miracles.
"You don't have to worry about how I got them. I wonder if Sect Master has a way to make them look like Hu merchants before daybreak?" Song Qingshu asked.
Fu Yaohong took the token and giggled, "The hardest thing is this city exit token. Everything else is easy."
Seeing her reaction, Song Qingshu heaved a sigh of relief. Then, Fu Yaohong went to instruct her subordinates to prepare the necessary outfits.
Hong Qigong and Zhou Botong expressed their gratitude to him, but Yang Guo's emotions were the most complicated. He sat by the side coldly and did not want to appear too friendly.
Li Mochou could not bear to see Dan Yuru being so intimate with him, so she sat by Yang Guo's side and started chatting with him.
She was unfamiliar with this place. People like Guo Jing and Hong Qigong were people who could not coexist with the righteous and evil paths in the past. She naturally felt uncomfortable when she was with them. As for the old urchin, Zhou Botong, he was like a retarded child in her eyes, and there was nothing to talk about.
Yang Guo was the only one she was familiar with. After all, they were from the same sect, and they had been through so many things together. The grudge between them was no longer a big deal.
When Song Qingshu saw that there was something off about Guo Jing's expression, he went over and asked, "Brother Guo, what's wrong? You're leaving tomorrow, and you can't bear to part with Princess Huazheng?"
Guo Jing blushed and said, "It's not that I can't bear to part with her, it's just … Sigh, it's an ill-fated relationship. I feel like I'm abandoning her after I've used her. I'm so sorry for her."
Song Qingshu said, "After all, this is her home. Let's not talk about the fact that she's under house arrest in the palace. Even if she's rescued, what can you do? Bring her back to Xiangyang or Peach Blossom Island?"
Guo Jing's expression changed, and it was obvious that he was very conflicted. In the end, he sighed dejectedly, and his whole body was devoid of energy.
"Actually, Brother Guo, you don't have to be so distressed. In this day and age, it's normal for a man to have three wives and four concubines. At worst, you can just marry all of them." Song Qingshu wanted to say "look at me", but he still wanted to save face and did not say it out loud.
Guo Jing said seriously, "No, they're all devoted to me. How can I treat them like this?"
Song Qingshu's admiration for Guo Jing arose spontaneously. Even though he himself could not do it, it did not stop him from admiring this view.
"Brother Guo, the situation is urgent. Let's send your master and the others back safely first. We can slowly resolve the other matters later." He knew that with Guo Jing's personality, it was very likely that he would not be able to change his mind directly. However, using Hong Qigong's safety as an example was more effective than anything else.
Guo Jing nodded. "That's right. Previously, my master destroyed his cultivation in order to save me. I already feel very guilty. If something happens to him again, how can I live in this world?"
After finishing his work, Fu Yaohong came back with the supplies not long after. She dressed everyone in Hu clothes and pasted the common Hu beards and hairstyles on their faces. In addition, she taught them some simple Hu language.
Although these tasks looked simple, each one of them was very laborious. For example, to make the beards look like the Hu people was definitely a very meticulous job. Together with the other tasks, it was enough to keep them busy for an entire night.
At the side, Song Qingshu pointed out some problems with the eyes of an expert in disguise, especially the Hu people's high nose and deep eye sockets. He took out some powder and used the contrast of light and shadow to create a similar effect, which made Fu Yaohong click her tongue in wonder.
"Prince Song is really a pedant. His ideas are really wonderful. If he systematically learned the techniques of disguise, he would definitely be the world's top disguise master."
"No, no, I'm just thinking about it. I don't know anything about disguise." Song Qingshu responded with a simple and honest smile. Dan Yuru's eyes wandered, and there was a hint of an ambiguous smile on her face. Li Mochou glared at him fiercely, secretly cursing him for being shameless. However, they tacitly agreed not to expose him.
When Song Qingshu returned to King Mengke's Mansion very late, Princess Yalun was already asleep. Hearing the noise, she hurriedly got up to check. When she saw that it was him, she relaxed and changed her position on the bed. Looking at him, she asked in confusion, "You go out early and come back late every day. What on earth are you busy with?"
"Your Highness, one day apart feels like three years?" Song Qingshu moved closer to her with a smile.
"Bah!" Princess Yalun blushed and turned her back to him.
However, she soon let out a cry of surprise because she felt her body being lifted into the air and found that she was being held in his arms. She couldn't help but turn pale. "What are you doing?"
Song Qingshu moved closer to her ear and whispered a few words. Princess Yalun blushed instantly. "Nonsense. How can I do that?"
"Anyway, you are not heavy. It's not hard to carry you." Song Qingshu said with a smile. One should know that with his current level of cultivation, he could even carry a 500-kilogram boulder without any pressure, not to mention Princess Yalun's petite body.
Princess Yalun's heart was beating very fast, and her beautiful eyes were about to tear up. "You are such a jerk." But deep down in her heart, there was a faint expectation, and her body instinctively hugged him tightly …
The next day, just after dawn, Song Qingshu woke up early. Today was a crucial day to send Guo Jing and the others out of the city, so he had to look after them to be at ease.
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