The two people in the room couldn't help but look at each other. Seeing Song Qingshu staring at her, Zhao Min said grumpily, "What are you looking at? She's looking for you, not me."
"It's so late." Song Qingshu frowned. Obviously, he didn't know what Mrs. Tang's intention was.
"She's clearly offering herself to sleep with you." Zhao Min sneered. "Don't tell me you're not tempted by such a beautiful woman."
"It's one thing to be moved, but it's another thing whether you'll do it or not. Mrs. Tang's identity is mysterious. I really don't know what her purpose is. "Song Qingshu deliberately lowered his voice.
"I don't care if you're tempted or not. Is there a place in your room for me to hide?" Zhao Min looked around, obviously not wanting Mrs. Tang to come in and see her.
"You're hiding here?" Song Qingshu was stunned. Suddenly, he smiled maliciously and whispered in her ear, "Don't tell me you have a hobby of peeping."
Zhao Min was a little tickled by his breath. She subconsciously shrank back and said angrily, "I just don't want her to misunderstand our relationship."
"Then I won't let her in." As soon as her voice fell, Song Qingshu looked up and was about to tell Mrs. Tang that he was already asleep.
"Hey!" Zhao Min anxiously covered his mouth and whispered quickly, "Didn't you say that Mrs. Tang's identity is mysterious? How can I miss such a good opportunity?"
The fingers on his lips were cold and very comfortable. Song Qingshu glanced at them and was reluctant to speak.
Only then did Zhao Min wake up. Her little hand retracted as if it was scalded. Her expression was quite unnatural.
"So you want me to sacrifice myself to get information." Song Qingshu said with a smile.
Zhao Min blushed. "It's not as bad as you said. Hurry up and greet her. She should be impatient."
"But there's nowhere to hide in this house, except under the bed. If you want to eat the dust, I'll let you." Song Qingshu shrugged helplessly.
Zhao Min looked around. It was indeed as Song Qingshu had said. She couldn't help but ask in distress, "Where should I hide it?"
"Hide on the bed and put down the curtain. She won't be able to see you." Song Qingshu pointed to the bed not far away.
Zhao Min said angrily, "You want to take advantage of me?"
"You're heavily injured. How can you withstand the torment? I don't have such a heavy taste. What's more, I'm also injured. Can your thoughts be more pure? "Song Qingshu was speechless.
Zhao Min was at a loss for words. She looked at the bottom of the bed and then at the top of the bed, hesitating.
Song Qingshu smiled. He looked at the door and said in a clear voice, "I have already gone to bed. May I know why Madam has come to visit so late at night?"
Hearing his refusal, Zhao Min glared at him fiercely. Her eyes were full of warning.
Song Qingshu smiled and said softly, "She came so late. Do you think she would just leave like this?"
Sure enough, Madam Tang smiled and continued, "I just remembered that I could only use clothes to bandage Young Master's wound in a hurry, so this time I specially brought clean bandages to change Young Master's dressing."
What an honorable reason. Zhao Min gave a thumbs up in admiration. She quickly ran to the bed. When Song Qingshu opened the door, she had just put down the bed curtain.
"It's so late, but I still have to trouble Madam to come in person. I'm really sorry … I won't go." Song Qingshu saw Madam Tang's appearance and couldn't help but be stunned.
Madam Tang had clearly just finished bathing. Her face was still bright red from the steam. She was wearing a gauzy dress that wrapped her graceful figure. Her chest was high, her waist was thin, and her buttocks were full of the most lacking femininity of a young girl. Song Qingshu, who was used to seeing beautiful women, had to admit that Madam Tang was simply a woman among women.
"I didn't expect to see through clothes in this dynasty." Song Qingshu was speechless. Madam Tang's dress was really too thin. He could vaguely see her underwear.
"Aren't you going to invite me in?" Madam Tang pursed her lips and smiled. A shallow dimple appeared on her oval face.
"Madam, please come in." Song QingShu came back to his senses and quickly welcomed Mrs. Tang in.
"Sir, please close the door." Madam Tang entered the room and looked around without leaving a trace. She didn't see Zhao Min. She was quite satisfied and casually reminded Song Qingshu.
"What?" Song Qingshu was dumbfounded. He deliberately opened the door to show that he was open and aboveboard. He didn't have any improper thoughts. He didn't expect Madam Tang to take the initiative.
Noticing Song QingShu's expression, Madam Tang's eyelashes drooped and she said in a low voice, "Young master, you may not know, but although we are as clear as the sun and moon between us, your concubine's husband is not in the fu. If servants see us in the same room, it will be hard to avoid rumors spreading. If your concubine's husband finds out, your concubine …"
Zhao Min, who was hiding in the bed, secretly cursed. This vixen came to seduce a man in the middle of the night and said she was afraid of rumors. It was ridiculous.
Song Qingshu hurriedly comforted her, "Madam, don't cry. I will close the door."
Looking at Song Qingshu's back as he closed the door, Madam Tang faintly sighed, "Sir, you must think that I am a shameless woman."
Song Qingshu smiled, "Madam, you think too much. My companion is seriously injured. Song Mou is very grateful that Madam took him in. How could I think of Madam that way?"
Madam Tang's face showed a trace of worry, "My face is too charming. In addition, I don't pay much attention to my behavior. It is inevitable that there will be rumors. Even my husband is beginning to suspect that I am unfaithful to him. If it weren't for Young Master saving this concubine's life, this concubine wouldn't have allowed you to stay in the rear courtyard. "
Hearing her sincere words, Song Qingshu was confused for a moment. Could it be that he really misunderstood this woman? Since she carried a chastity guard with her, it was obvious.
But it was hard not to misunderstand her actions. Especially so late at night, and wearing such revealing clothes to a strange man's room, if this wasn't seduction, then what was?
Song QingShu thought about it and realized that everyone loved beauty. Those city beauties who wore miniskirts in his previous life might not all be like that. Maybe Mrs. Tang's style was just because she had a different taste and hobbies …
"Your husband is always fighting outside, and you live in two different places. It is inevitable that there will be misunderstandings. Madam, you don't need to take it to heart. Of course, if your husband can return to Madam's side, then all these misunderstandings will naturally melt away. " Song Qingshu took the opportunity to change the topic to the military governor of the Chongyi Army. He wanted to see if he could find out anything.
"Right now, the frontlines are in a tight situation. How could he return so easily?" Madam Tang clearly didn't want to talk about this issue anymore. She looked disinterested.
Song Qingshu's heart moved. Why did he have to beat around the bush? He could just ask her directly. Anyone who saw Madam Tang display power that didn't match her status would feel strange. Moreover, with Madam Tang's display of intimacy, pretending to ask casually shouldn't raise her guard.
"Madam, there is one thing I don't understand. I don't know if I should ask." Song Qingshu said lightly. He couldn't use a woman's feelings to deceive her, so he gave up on discussing with Zhao Min.
Hearing Song Qingshu's words, Zhao Min was shocked. She secretly complained that Song Qingshu was taking too much risk. She quickly pricked up her ears to listen.
"Young master's great kindness is something I can't repay. Why would I hide it from you? Young master, please ask. I will tell you everything I know." Madam Tang replied.
"This … Madam, you are too serious." Song Qingshu was a little embarrassed, but he couldn't hide his curiosity. "I was just wondering why the commander of the Kaifeng Army is so respectful to you. Is it because of your husband?"
"Him?" Although she tried to hide it, Song Qingshu still heard the disdain in her voice. "He doesn't have the ability."
"Then why …" Song Qingshu thought it was as he expected.
Madam Tang suddenly blushed. After a long silence, she said, "Young master, do you know who is the most powerful person in the Jin Kingdom?"
"Isn't the most powerful person your Emperor?" Song Qingshu used to be the leader of the Manchurian Qing. He naturally knew that the current Emperor of the Jin Kingdom was Xizong Wanyan Ji.
"Young master, after the death of the founding Emperor of the Jin Kingdom, Aguda, the throne was passed on to his younger brother, Wanyan Wuqimai, who was Taizong. After Taizong's death, the throne fell into the hands of Taizong's grandson, who is the current Emperor Xizong. But because Xizong was young, the court was controlled by a few founding ministers. These people are very famous in the hearts of the Han people. "Madam Tang explained.
"Oh? Who are they? " Song Qingshu secretly sighed at his carelessness. He had spent most of his energy on Jianghu and neglected the power structure of the countries.
"Prince Jin, Wanyan Zonghan, Prince Song, Wanyan Zonggan, and Wanyan Zongbi, who was called Wushu by the soldiers of the Southern Song Dynasty." Madam Tang said.
"Wanyan Zonghan and Wanyan Zonggan, the two who destroyed the Northern Song Dynasty and brought shame to Jingkang?" Song Qingshu asked in a low voice.
Madam Tang nodded and continued, "These princes have a lot of troops and high prestige. They quickly took over the Emperor and made most of the decisions in the court. Over time, they developed the weak character of the Emperor. "Speaking of this, Madam Tang could not help but sigh softly.
"And then?" But they were clearly no longer in this world.
"As time passed, the three princes died one after another, but the psychological shadow left on the Emperor still existed. In addition, the Emperor was weak and unwilling to manage things. The power of the court soon fell into the hands of the Empress, Pei Man," Madam Tang answered.
"Pei Man … your Empress is a Han?" Song Qingshu frowned and asked curiously.
"Of course not." Madam Tang shook her head slightly. "The Empress is a member of the Po Lu Fire Tribe of the Jurchen race. She gave herself a Han name, Pei Man."
"I see." Song Qingshu said curiously, "Is Madam related to this Pei Man?"
If that kind of relationship could be called a relationship … Thinking of some absurd things, Madam Tang's face turned red and she said vaguely, "Something like that."
"Young master, let me change your dressing first." Madam Tang obviously did not want to say more and quickly changed the topic. "Come, let's sit on the bed. It's convenient to change the dressing."
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