After leaving Mrs. Tang's house, Song Qingshu used Traceless Treading on Sand and rushed all the way to Shandong. He had left Xia Qingqing in a hurry in the inn and hadn't met her for a long time. She must be as anxious as an ant on a hot pan.
Given Xia Qingqing's personality, Song Qingshu was worried that she would do something stupid in a moment of desperation. That was why he had traveled thousands of miles to rush back tonight.
In his previous life, Song Qingshu couldn't figure out why Qinggong existed in Jianghu, but horses were still indispensable. When he learned Kung Fu, he realized that a master's Qinggong was indeed much faster than a horse in a short sprint. But a master's physical strength and internal force were limited. It was no problem to run dozens of miles in one breath, but what about hundreds of miles or thousands of miles?
Traceless Treading on Sand that Song Qingshu learned was one of the top Qinggong in Wulin. Green-wing Bat King Wei Yixiao of the Ming Dynasty relied on this Qinggong to be the top Qinggong master in Jianghu. However, his internal force was limited. He could leave anyone behind in a short time, but he couldn't get rid of the top masters in a long run.
Song QingShu, on the other hand, was different. He practiced the Happy Dhyana of Tantric Buddhism, which emphasized the balance of Yin and Yang. Coincidentally, he possessed the Nine Yin Genuine Qi, which was the softest Yin Genuine Qi in the world, and the Godly Illuminating Genuine Qi, which was the strongest Yang Genuine Qi in the world. Originally, the two Genuine Qi were incompatible, but in the process of practicing the Happy Dhyana, the newly born Happy Genuine Qi perfectly fused the two Genuine Qi, one Yin Genuine Qi and the other Yang Genuine Qi.
However, although Happy Zen was a Buddhist Kung Fu, it was extremely treacherous. Song Qingshu's Genuine Qi already had the demonic nature. He could become a slave at any time and be completely controlled by Kung Fu. He would lose his nature and become a Buddha or a Devil.
Last time in the Forbidden City, he lost control once and almost indulged in the harem of three thousand beauties. Fortunately, the three most important women in his life appeared at the same time, and he woke up in time.
After that, Song Qingshu was very careful and never lost control again. Therefore, with the support of his strong inner energy, he did not feel the slightest hint of exhaustion even though he had been using Traceless Sand Treading at full speed.
After traveling for several hundred miles, they finally arrived at the inn where they had agreed to meet up with Xia Qingqing.
When he pushed open the door, he saw Xia Qingqing sitting at the table in a green dress. She rested her chin on her hand, and her eyes were half-closed. She was dozing off. The faint candlelight at the side shone on her face. Her tightly knitted brows showed that her heart was full of worry and anxiety.
Song QingShu took a look at the situation in the room and knew that she had not gone to bed. Instead, she had been sitting here waiting for him for the whole night. He could not help but feel guilty. He had been hugging women on his left and right, but left her alone here in fear. He was really a bastard.
He walked over, supported Xia Qingqing's back with one hand, and wrapped the other around her legs. He gently picked her up, wanting to put her on the bed so she could rest.
Xia Qingqing was a light sleeper, so when Song Qingshu moved, she immediately woke up. Her first reaction was to grab the Golden Snake Sword on the side of the table, but she heard a familiar voice. "You You, it's me."
"Brother Song!" Xia Qingqing finally saw Song Qingshu's appearance clearly. She was surprised and happy. She wrapped her arms around his neck and pressed her whole face against his chest. "I waited for a long time, but you didn't come back. I thought you … I was so scared. We went through so many hardships and finally got together … If something happened to you, I don't want to live anymore."
Hearing Xia Qingqing's murmurs that were almost like she was talking in her sleep, Song Qingshu's heart ached. He gently patted her body and softly said, "It's my fault. I was delayed on the road, so I came so late."
"Was that group of masters difficult to deal with?" Xia Qingqing asked with lingering fear when she thought of the masters in the inn. Each of them was no weaker than Yuan Chengzhi at his peak, and some were even stronger.
"Although their martial arts were high, in terms of lightness skill, they were far inferior to me. It wasn't difficult for me to escape." Song Qingshu hesitated for a moment before deciding to tell the truth. "However, I kidnapped someone and a series of problems occurred."
"It must be a girl." Xia Qingqing pursed her lips and smiled. It was hard to tell whether she was angry or happy.
"How did you know?" Song Qingshu was stunned.
"Do you even need to guess? With your personality, how could you kidnap a stinky man? Furthermore," Xia Qingqing's nose twitched, and she sniffed Song Qingshu's body. "You have the scent of another woman on you."
Song Qingshu was speechless. He didn't think that women in this era would have such a sensitive nose and be so sensitive to smells that were not their own.
"It's the princess of the Ruyang Palace of Mongolia."
Song Qingshu put Xia Qingqing on the bed and was about to cover her with the quilt. Who knew that Xia Qingqing grabbed his hand and shook her head slightly. "Just hold me like this."
Song Qingshu was stunned, but he didn't foolishly refuse. He just held her in his arms, leaned against the headboard, and told her in detail what happened after.
Hearing that Zhao Min was injured by Xuan Cheng's palm energy, Xia Qingqing cried out in surprise. "Ah, that monk's martial arts are very powerful. Is Miss Zhao okay?"
"Her life was hanging by a thread. I could only temporarily use my True Qi to save her life. That was why I took her to Kaifeng to find the famous killer doctor, Ping Yizhi." Song Qingshu shook his head slightly.
"Has Miss Zhao's injury stabilized?" Xia Qingqing asked.
"No, I plan to take her to visit Ping Yizhi tomorrow morning." Song Qingshu hurriedly told her what happened after that.
"So Brother Song is going to leave later." Xia Qingqing's expression darkened.
"I'm sorry." Song Qingshu felt that any explanation at that moment would be useless.
"A person's life is at stake. How could I blame Brother Song?" Xia Qingqing stroked Song Qingshu's weathered face and said with distress, "This place is hundreds of miles away from Henan. Brother Song, why did you have to specially come back? I'll be waiting for you here anyway. I won't leave. "
"I'm worried that you'll let your imagination run wild and do something stupid." Thinking about how Xia Qingqing had disregarded everything to avenge Yuan Chengzhi after his death, Song Qingshu still felt a lingering fear. If he caused her to repeat the same mistakes because of a princess he didn't want to be with, then no matter what, Song Qingshu would not be able to forgive himself.
Hearing Song Qingshu's answer, Xia Qingqing was stunned. Her eyes were watery and she said shyly, "In Brother Song's eyes, am I that kind of reckless and stupid woman?"
"I have to learn from my past mistakes." Song Qingshu smiled bitterly.
Knowing that he was referring to her previous crazy behavior, Xia Qingqing's pretty face blushed. She buried her head in his chest and gently hit his chest with her small hand. "Brother Song, you're so bad. You only know how to make fun of me."
"Hiss ~" When her hand touched his wound, Song Qingshu sucked in a cold breath.
"Brother Song, what's wrong?" Noticing that Song Qingshu was acting strangely, Xia Qingqing hurriedly pulled off his clothes. Seeing the thick bandages, tears immediately flowed down her face. "Are my injuries serious? Who would be so cruel? "
Song Qingshu laughed involuntarily. "Not everyone treats me like you do. I still have many enemies." He then told her about his duel with Yang Miaozhen.
"The Fourth Lady of the Red Coat Army?" Xia Qingqing came to a realization. "Is this woman really as powerful as the rumors say?"
"Her spear technique is indeed unparalleled." Thinking back to that brilliant spear technique, Song Qingshu's expression became serious.
"Hmph, didn't she still lose to Brother Song? Could it be that Brother Song saw that she was beautiful and couldn't bear to be too harsh on her? That's why you clearly won but got injured?" Xia Qingqing looked at him suspiciously.
"Are you jealous?" Song Qingshu looked at her playfully.
"Of course not." Xia Qingqing blushed. "I just wanted to remind Brother Song to take care of yourself. You have to know that there are so many people who care about you. For example, Brother's wife, Sect Leader Zhou of the Emei Faction, and that soulmate Lady Dongfang in the Imperial Palace."
"What about you?" Song Qingshu smiled.
"I … I naturally care about you," Xia Qingqing said softly.
"You keep saying wife and confidante, then what are you in your heart?" Song QingShu asked curiously as he gently stroked her silky black hair.
"Me?" Xia Qingqing rolled her eyes and smiled slyly. "I'll be Brother Song's lover."
"Why?" No matter how nice the word "lover" sounded, it always had a hidden meaning. Song Qingshu was worried that she had a knot in her heart and hurriedly asked.
"Brother Song, you know that I am someone else's wife. Although Brother Yuan has passed away, I am still his wife."
Xia Qingqing faintly sighed. Her original plan was to avenge Yuan Chengzhi and then repay Song Qingshu. Then she would commit suicide and go to the underworld to search for her late husband. But later, when Song Qingshu was burned to ashes by Kangxi, she realized her own heart and understood that she had fallen deeply in love with Song Qingshu. Although she had finally untied the knot in her heart and decided to be with Song Qingshu, she did not want the people of Jianghu to laugh at Yuan Chengzhi because of her.
Song Qingshu was silent for a moment and said emotionally, "I know you have an even more important reason that you did not say. I want to subdue the power of the Golden Snake Battalion, so I must use you to borrow Yuan Chengzhi's power. If they knew about the relationship between you and me, they would never surrender to me, would they? "
Xia Qingqing's fingers caressed the wounds on his body and she said softly, "Brother Song, why do you care about this? I don't care about any status. I am already satisfied to be with you."
"But this is too unfair to you," Song Qingshu said in a low voice.
"I am willing." Xia Qingqing was like a kitten, obediently curled up in his arms and answered softly.
If people who knew Xia Qingqing in her early years saw this, their eyes would probably fall out of their sockets. When she was young, Xia Qingqing was famous for being jealous and unreasonable. But these years, she had experienced so many changes that her personality had changed. She was no longer the insensible little girl of the past.
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