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Song Qingshu paused, then calmly poured her a cup of wine. "Why do you think it's a princess and not a princess?"
Jin Bingyun replied, "There are only so many princesses, so it's impossible to eliminate them one by one. As for the princess, I thought it was Princess Shao Min at first, but after thinking about it, I realized that wasn't right. The Ruyang Palace is heavily guarded, so it's impossible for you to hide inside without knowing, and it's even more impossible for you to bring me in. "
"Later, I carefully thought about it. Although the woman's voice last night was disguised, I could clearly tell that it wasn't a young girl's voice. The princesses in the city aren't very old, so it can't be them."
Song Qingshu frowned. "That's not right. The unmarried princesses are not very old, but many of them are already married. Are they not considered princesses?"
Jin Bingyun shook her head. "Married princesses follow their husband's family, and the power they can use is limited. I really can't imagine who could hide a criminal like you."
Song Qingshu laughed. "But isn't it too sudden for you to guess that it's a princess?"
Jin Bingyun pursed her lips and smiled. "I was just guessing randomly, and even I didn't believe it. But your reaction proves that my guess is correct."
Song Qingshu didn't think that this woman, who looked as pure as a piece of white paper, would dig a hole for him to jump into. But after experiencing so much, he didn't show any emotion. "Then can you guess which princess in the city it is?" he asked.
"I can't guess." Jin Bingyun sighed. "In all of Helin City, there are at least several hundred, if not a thousand. I don't know many of them, so I really don't know how to guess."
The Golden Clan was flourishing, and Temujin had many sons and even more grandsons. In addition, the other branches of the clan had many descendants, and many of them had even been conferred the title of king. There were as many kings and titles as there were hairs on a cow in all of Mongolia, so how could she guess?
Song Qingshu heaved a sigh of relief. Princess Yalun had done enough for him. It would be terrible if her identity was exposed.
Seeing the other party staring at him with widened eyes, Zhang Xuan could not help but smile. "Do you really want to know?"
"En!" Jin Bingyun nodded hurriedly.
Song Qingshu moved closer and whispered: "I'm not afraid to tell you, the one with me is Chabi Wang Fei."
"Princess Chabi, how is this possible?" Jin Bingyun's face was filled with shock, but the other party had already started to eat and drink, ignoring her.
Her first reaction was that it was definitely not Chabi. Who would tell the truth? But on second thought, the other party might have purposely eliminated Chabi's suspicions. Otherwise, why would he mention Chabi instead of others?
Thinking about Chabi's power, it did seem to match the characteristics of the woman from last night …
Seeing Jin Bingyun's conflicted expression, Song Qingshu's heart bloomed with joy. He would let her think about it slowly.
Until the end of the meal, Jin Bingyun still did not understand what was going on. Song Qingshu brought her to the Devil's Palace and said: "Help me do one last thing, then I will set you free."
Jin Bingyun originally wanted to say that it did not matter whether she was free or not. She had originally wanted to stay by his side. After all, it would be easier for her to complete her mission if they were familiar with each other. But if she kept being thrown aside and hit on her acupuncture point like yesterday, it would not feel good.
"Alright, I will help you move the guards away from the high tower." Jin Bingyun weighed the pros and cons and agreed. The other party had already roughly explained the matter to her in the restaurant. As the Saintess of the Devil's Palace, she had this bit of authority.
"Why did you not hesitate at all? Are all of us criminals? "Song Qingshu asked curiously.
"You are only the Khan's criminals, not the Devil's Palace's criminals. Even if Master knew, he wouldn't say anything." Jin Bingyun thought to herself, Pang Ban had asked me to save you.
Song Qingshu was relieved. Thinking that the Devil's Palace and Temujin were not as united as a piece of iron, he wanted to see if there was a chance to drive a wedge between them.
When Jin Bingyun returned to the Devil's Palace, her face no longer had the innocent look of a young girl. Instead, she had regained the frosty expression of a Saintess. She led Song Qingshu straight to the high tower, saying that she wanted to use the tower tonight and that everyone else should leave.
The masters did not hesitate and bowed to her one after another. Many of them were curious as to who the person next to the Saintess was. In all these years, they had never seen the Saintess walk with a man.
However, the people of the Sect were always secretive, so no one dared to ask. In the time it took for a stick of incense to burn, everyone in the tower had left.
"Now you can rest assured, right?" Jin Bingyun was a little dissatisfied with his narrow-mindedness and insisted on coming along.
Song Qingshu made sure that she did not send any messages to anyone else. Only then did he relax. "The safety of others is at stake, so I had to be careful. I hope you can forgive me."
Jin Bingyun nodded and said no more. Only then did Song Qingshu bring her to the rendezvous point outside the Devil's Palace to meet up with Guo Jing and the others.
Jin Bingyun had always liked peace and quiet. She waited by a tree in the distance, clearly not interested in greeting so many people.
"Jin Bingyun?" Dan Yuru was shocked to see the cold beauty in the distance.
Song Qingshu nodded. "Don't worry, she has already sent everyone away from the tower."
Dan Yuru couldn't help but sigh. "Master, I admire you more and more. You can even handle this famous iceberg girl." She even began to wonder if Master preferred this kind of pure and aloof girl? Was I too seductive before?
Seeing that everyone was staring at him with admiration and a strange gaze, even someone as thick-skinned as Song QingShu could not help but feel his face heat up. "It's not what you think … Forget it, it's more important to bring them out first."
Dan Yuru handed the glider to him. "This thing is ready, so I won't go. The skills of the Holy Gate are similar. If I get close, she might recognize me. I don't mind, but I don't want to implicate the others." She finally understood why Song Qingshu told her to cover her face when she came over.
Song Qingshu nodded. "Thank you, master and disciple. If there's a chance in the future, I will definitely pay you a visit." Guo Jing and the others also expressed their gratitude.
Dan Yuru returned their greetings one by one. When she looked at Song Qingshu, her eyes curved into crescent moons. "Okay, I'll be waiting for you."
After bringing everyone to meet up with Jin Bingyun, Zhou Botong suddenly ran over to Jin Bingyun. "She looks like Xiao Long Nu. Yang Guo, don't you think so?"
"Their temperaments are similar," Yang Guo nodded instinctively. Yang Guo instinctively nodded, but when he saw Song QingShu at the side, he couldn't help but feel his heart ache, and he almost vomited blood.
"Xiao Long Nu?" Jin Bingyun was stunned. She seemed to have heard this name before. When she returned to the Demon Master's Palace, she had to do some research on her.
She wasn't used to being watched by so many people. She subconsciously moved closer to Song Qingshu. "Who was that woman? Her aura seemed a little familiar. "
Song Qingshu thought that the Holy Gate's Three Sects and Six Schools' martial arts were almost all derived from the Demonic Codex. How could he not be familiar? Song Qingshu gave a half-truth. "She's the one who helped you change your clothes last night. How could I not be familiar?"
"It's her?" Jin Bingyun was taken aback. She searched her mind carefully, but she couldn't connect it to a certain princess.
By this time, the group had already reached the top floor of the tower. Jin Bingyun couldn't help but ask, "Why did you bring everyone here? Is there a secret passage out of the city? "
"You'll know in a moment." Song QingShu's smile suddenly froze. He walked to the window and looked at a group of people rushing towards the Devil's Palace a few streets away. The person in front had red lips and white teeth. It was the transvestite Chi Mei. "Why is he here?"
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