Song Qingshu was stunned. "Killing a Devil in the Palace of Devils? Are you kidding me? "
The Tongtian Shaman stood with his hands behind his back and looked in the direction of the Palace of Devils with an indifferent expression. "With two Grandmasters working together, the Palace of Devils is nothing. Moreover, nearly half of the masters from the Palace of Devils have been killed. Except for Pang Ban, the rest are nothing."
Song Qingshu said in a low voice, "But I see no signs of injury. Don't forget that Pang Ban is also injured."
The Tongtian Shaman sneered. "But you don't seem to be injured. Don't forget that Pang Ban is also injured."
"Pang Ban's injury is much lighter than mine." Song Qingshu was also having a headache. He had to show that he was injured but not show too much weakness, lest the Tongtian Shaman kill him directly. "Besides, even if I am not injured, it is easy to defeat one of the two Grandmasters, but it is very difficult to kill one. Moreover, this is his home field."
The Tongtian Shaman snorted. "You have been evading so much. I think you just don't want to do it. Are you going to break your promise?"
Song Qingshu shook his head. "Dealing with Temujin and Pang Ban is our mutual benefit. But now that the enemy is out in the open and we are in the dark, we must find the right opportunity to strike. We cannot take risks."
The Tongtian Shaman stared at him, his eyes extremely cold behind the mask. "Then what is the right opportunity?"
"I don't know yet. We can only wait." Song Qingshu said in a low voice.
The Tongtian Shaman was silent for a long time. Finally, he said, "Very well, I will accompany you for a few more days. I hope you are not lying to me." With that, he disappeared into the shadows.
Song Qingshu frowned slightly. He did not know if it was an illusion, but he felt that the Tongtian Shaman was more impatient than usual today.
After he left, the Tongtian Shaman flashed out of the shadows again. Looking at his gradually disappearing figure, his eyes were full of coldness. "Since you are not willing to enter the game, I will give you a push so that you have no choice but to enter the game."
As he left, Song Qingshu felt a cold wind blowing on his back. He could not help but sneeze. The wind in the Mobei Kingdom was really cold.
Originally, he was thinking of going to talk to Zhao Min and tell her what had happened in the past few days, but the Ruyang Mansion was heavily guarded inside and out. Even a needle could not enter.
He hadn't recovered from his injuries yet, so it was impossible for him to find Zhao Min without alerting the guards.
He had no choice but to return to the Mengke Palace. Princess Yalun was playing with her child in the room, her face full of tenderness and love.
Song Qingshu leaned over and pinched the baby's cheek. "This chubby boy is actually quite cute."
Princess Yalun panicked. She turned her back to him with the child in her arms. "You're strong. Don't hurt him."
Song Qingshu's face was gloomy. "Am I such a black-hearted person? I have no enmity with his father, and we are even brothers. Why would I harm him?"
Hearing that word, Princess Yalun's face turned red. "Pooh! Nothing good comes out of a filthy mouth."
Song Qingshu laughed and picked her up again. Princess Yalun was so scared that she asked, "What are you doing?"
"What do you think?" Song Qingshu kissed her earlobe. It's all Temujin's fault that I can't reunite with Min Min.
Princess Yalun panicked. "Wait, I'll ask the servants to take Yulong Dashu away."
"He's so young. Even if he sees it, he won't understand." Song Qingshu directly refused her request.
Princess Yalu looked at her son in her arms, her eyes flashing. His eyes were exactly the same as Mengke's. At that moment, she felt as if there was a thorn in her back, as if she was being watched by her husband. She felt a strong sense of betrayal. "No, I …"
Before she could finish what she wanted to say, her mouth was already gagged.
…
The next morning, Princess Yalun gritted her teeth in anger as she watched the man beside her tidy up his clothes. "Where did you get your anger from last night to vent it on me?"
Song Qingshu laughed. "That was clearly love. How can you say that I was venting my anger?"
"Bah, you know better." Princess Yalun's cheeks blushed as she recalled the servants who came to ask if she should take the little prince away last night. She didn't know if she had revealed anything.
"Your injuries are almost healed. Don't come to me every day," Princess Yalun said, biting her lip. She had heard of a saying among the Han people, "If you often walk by the river, your shoes will be wet." The servants in the residence were no fools. They would eventually discover something after a long time.
She thought of how dignified and virtuous she used to be, but these days, whenever he touched her, her whole body would go limp, like a slut. Moreover, during this period of time, she would feel weak and listless during the day. This kind of change was very difficult for her to accept.
After all, she used to be the Crown Princess and had accompanied her husband on the Western Expedition. She was not a woman who had never seen the world. She was also known for being calm and rational. She had been hesitant before, but what happened last night made her completely determined.
Song Qingshu was a little surprised. After a moment of silence, he smiled. "I was being rude. I am indebted to your kindness for taking care of me for a few days. I will remember your kindness and gentleness. I will not disturb you in the future. I don't want to disturb your normal life."
Seeing him leave, Princess Yalun felt empty. She thought to herself, "I only meant that you don't have to come every day. If you come once in a while, it's not impossible."
But as a woman, she couldn't bring herself to say such words.
On the other side, Jin Bingyun stood on the wall of the Shuiyue Clan's residence. Looking at the empty courtyard, she was a little surprised. "The Shuiyue Clan hasn't returned all night?"
No wonder Li Chimei asked her to follow him. The Shuiyue Clan was indeed strange.
After thinking about it, she decided to report this to Li Chimei. He had asked her to investigate the Shuiyue Clan, but after a few days, there was no news at all. She was quite embarrassed.
When she arrived at Li Chimei's office, the guard said that Li Chimei had gone out. Jin Bingyun frowned. "When will he be back?"
"His Excellency should be back soon." The guard replied while secretly looking at the beautiful face of the woman in front of him. He suddenly felt a sense of inferiority.
"Then I'll wait for him inside," Jin Bingyun said as she walked straight in.
The guard opened his mouth, but in the end, he didn't say anything. This was against the rules, but Li Chimei had always regarded Jin Bingyun as a junior niece. The two of them were very close, and everyone here knew that.
What's more, there was basically no man in the world who could bear to refuse such a beautiful woman.
Jin Bingyun sat down in Li Chimei's seat. Li Chimei had always been clean, and his seat had always been spotless. Otherwise, she wouldn't have sat on a stinky man's chair.
Suddenly, her eyes narrowed as she noticed that there was a flying knife stuck in the table. There was a piece of paper attached to the flying knife.
It was obvious that someone had used this method to send them in before he arrived.
"Who could have sent a letter here?" Jin Bingyun secretly frowned. Li Chimei's place was not a dangerous place, but it was heavily guarded inside and out. It was difficult for outsiders to get close.
Originally, she was not interested in this letter. She just wanted to mention it to Li Chimei when she saw him later. However, there was no envelope in this letter. She could vaguely see the words "Shuiyue" on half of the paper.
"Huh?" Her heart skipped a beat. She couldn't help but take the paper off the flying knife and spread it out. After seeing the words on it, her beautiful face suddenly paled.
It was written: The Shuiyue Clan is Song Qingshu!
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