"Do you really have to do this?" Song Qingshu frowned. After all, it was not a glorious thing to implicate an innocent woman.
"What do you think?" Dongfang Muxue disapproved of his hesitation.
Song Qingshu was silent for a long time before he said, "To make Geng Jingzhong misunderstand, we can just leave Princess Roujia in the palace. There's no need to really do anything."
In fact, he had done similar things many times, but he had done it out of his own interest. This time, he was somewhat resistant to seizing a woman to achieve a certain goal.
"Are you still a man?" Dongfang Muxue glanced at him from the corner of her eyes. "You don't even want a woman who sends herself to your doorstep. Don't cling to your bullsh * t principles. The weak are prey to the strong. If you can't do it, I'll do it myself."
"You?" Song Qingshu was sipping his tea and almost spat it out. He looked at her with a strange expression. "You … can you?"
Dongfang Muxue said arrogantly, "Hmph, don't think you're more powerful just because you have one more part than me. Feiyan, tell him, can I do it?"
Qu Feiyan's pretty face turned red immediately. She stammered, "I … can."
Song Qingshu's eyes narrowed as he stared at Dongfang Muxue fiercely. "You actually touched my woman."
"What do you mean by your woman?" Dongfang Muxue snorted. "She's my disciple. I only lent her to you once because I wanted to help you master the Mantra of Bliss. I'm her master, don't get it wrong."
Song Qingshu's figure flashed and suddenly appeared in front of her. Dongfang Muxue's eyes flashed, but she did not resist. Instead, she let him choke her. Instead, she giggled. "What, are you jealous?"
Song Qingshu was also surprised that she did not resist. He stared at the clear eyes in front of him for a long time before he smiled. "What's there to be jealous about? Even you are my woman, so naturally, your woman is also my woman."
A teasing look appeared in Dongfang Muxue's eyes. "Is that so?" With a light flick of her wrist, an embroidery needle pierced towards Song Qingshu's wrist.
Song Qingshu remained silent as he casually flicked his finger. With Dongfang Muxue's current strength, it was a piece of cake for him to flick the embroidery needle away.
Unexpectedly, Dongfang Muxue seemed to have predicted this. With a slight twist of her wrist, she evaded Song Qingshu's flick. Song Qingshu exclaimed in surprise and quickly changed his move, but Dongfang Muxue was able to dodge it again. In the blink of an eye, the two of them had already exchanged more than ten moves, but the embroidery needle was getting closer and closer to Song Qingshu's wrist.
Song Qingshu couldn't help but exclaim in admiration. Even though Dongfang Muxue's cultivation had been greatly damaged, her techniques and eyesight were still there. In terms of ingenious moves, Song Qingshu was indeed slightly inferior.
Even though he was clutching her neck, he couldn't really be ruthless. Unless he let go and retreated, he would definitely be injured by Dongfang Muxue's embroidery needle.
Looking at the unconcealable pride on Dongfang Muxue's face, Song Qingshu knew that if he retreated now, he might not have another chance to subdue her in the future. Gritting his teeth, he no longer blocked her embroidery needle with his other hand. Instead, he grabbed towards her chest.
As expected, Dongfang Muxue's expression changed. The embroidery needle quickly changed its direction and pierced towards the back of his hand. Song Qingshu had been waiting for this opportunity. With a flick of his finger, Dongfang Muxue couldn't evade this time. With a crisp sound, the embroidery needle broke into pieces.
"Despicable!
Despicable! "Dongfang Muxue's breathing was rapid, and her chest was heaving up and down. It was obvious that she was furious.
"You just said that the weak are prey to the strong. This is the only truth in this world. Right now, only I'm strong, and you're weak. There's no such thing as despicable and despicable." Song Qingshu held Dongfang Muxue's smooth chin, admiring her embarrassed and angry expression.
A trace of surprise flashed across Dongfang Muxue's eyes. "I didn't expect you to be so good at applying what you've learned."
"Then are you going to deal with me, the weak one, my Lord Expert?" Dongfang Muxue's voice suddenly became gentle.
Song Qingshu's heart skipped a beat. Looking at the big watery eyes in front of him, he thought to himself, 'If I die, then so be it.' He lowered his head and kissed that tender and alluring red lips.
"Oh …" Dongfang Muxue's eyes widened. She didn't expect Song Qingshu to be so daring. A blush instantly appeared on the back of her snow-white neck.
Seeing Song QingShu pressing Dongfang Muxue onto the bed, and at the same time reaching into her clothes, Qu Feiyan smiled faintly and slowly retreated outside. The following scene was not something she, as a disciple, should see.
"No, I'm not ready." Dongfang Muxue finally got a chance to catch her breath and hurriedly pushed the man on top of her away.
"When will you be ready?" Song Qingshu asked in a low voice.
"I … don't know." Dongfang Muxue's eyes were blank. Even though she was not against Song Qingshu doing anything to her, deep in her heart, she felt that something was missing between the two of them. This indescribable feeling made her hesitate.
"Alright, I'll wait for you to be ready." Even though he was reluctant, Song Qingshu gave up on continuing to conquer the city, because he didn't want to leave a trace of imperfection between the two of them.
"Are you feeling very uncomfortable now?" Dongfang Muxue glanced at a certain spot, her face a hundred times redder than usual.
"What do you think?" Song Qingshu's face was gloomy.
"That's easy." Dongfang Muxue smiled slyly. With a light flick of her wrist, a strip of silk shot out from the tent.
Qu Feiyan had just walked to the door when her body suddenly tightened. She found that her waist was entangled by a strip of silk. Before she could scream, she was pulled back into the tent.
"Master ~" Qu Feiyan knew what had happened and was instantly embarrassed and anxious.
"Let Feiyan help you." Dongfang Muxue chuckled. "From today onwards, my woman is your woman."
Song Qingshu's heart suddenly skipped a beat. For some reason, the beautiful and mature body of the Indigo Phoenix appeared in his mind.
"What, thinking of the Indigo Phoenix?" Dongfang Muxue looked at him with a half-smile, as if she had seen through his thoughts. "Don't be embarrassed. In the future, you can use all you want. The women of the Miao Family have extraordinary martial arts."
Song Qingshu's mouth went dry and his voice became hoarse. "Back then in the Five Poison Sect, you said that we were not familiar enough to exchange sexual techniques …"
"Aren't we familiar enough now?" Dongfang Muxue moved closer to his ear and exhaled softly. "Do you want to see how I deal with women?"
Song QingShu subconsciously swallowed his saliva and hurriedly nodded.
Dongfang Muxue smiled sweetly and lifted Qu Feiyan's chin. "Feiyan, I'm afraid you'll have to work hard tonight."
Qu Feiyan was instantly embarrassed and hurriedly said, "No, oh …" Two red lips were already entangled together.
Song Qingshu was at the side.
It could be said that it was an eye-opener and his body temperature soared. After some time, Dongfang Muxue brushed her messy hair behind her ear and glanced at him coquettishly, "Why aren't you coming?"
Song Qingshu could not hold it in any longer and pounced over with a low growl. Soon, Qu Feiyan's tearful voice rang out.
"Brother Song, Master, how can you be so bad ~"
…
"Wake up soon. It's time for morning court." After some time, a lazy voice rang in his ear. Song Qingshu opened his eyes in a daze and found that Dongfang Muxue was already neatly dressed. She was sitting by the bed and looking at him with a faint smile.
"So early?" Song Qingshu looked at the starry sky outside and could not help but smile bitterly. Being an Emperor was really a tough job. It was fortunate that Dongfang Muxue never got tired of it. If it was him, if he had to attend morning court every day, even if he had the benefits of having three palaces and six courtyards, he would not be willing to be an Emperor.
"There will probably be a lot of interesting things happening in the morning court today. You have just returned and are not clear about many things. In order to avoid revealing any flaws, I will temporarily act as this Kangxi today. You just hide at the side and listen." Dongfang Muxue said as she observed Song Qingshu's expression.
"I can't ask for more. Every time I have to deal with those shrewd officials, I always get a headache." Song Qingshu did not mind at all and readily agreed.
Seeing that he did not hesitate, a strange light flashed in Dongfang Muxue's eyes. But when she looked at Qu Feiyan who was still in a deep sleep, she could not help but blush. Hmph, I sacrificed so much last night. If he still suspects me, he really has no conscience.
Song Qingshu got dressed and was about to leave when he suddenly looked back at Qu Feiyan. "Won't there be any problems if you leave her here?"
"Don't worry." Dongfang Muxue replied. "I really lack helpers in this palace, so I transferred her from the Five Poison Sect a while ago. The people in the palace are already used to her existence. There are all kinds of rumors about her behind her back. Experts, secret guards, concubines … so on and so forth. Although Feiyan is young, she is very capable. She quickly subdued the eunuchs and palace maids in the Palace of Heavenly Purity. Even if someone saw her sleeping on the dragon bed, who would dare to say a word? "
Song Qingshu had a strange look on his face. He really could not associate the delicate little girl from last night with such a powerful character. In the end, he could only sigh: Women are really a magical species.
"Oh yes, where is Zhong Ling and the rest?" Song Qingshu suddenly asked.
"The Five Poison Sect still needs someone to hold the fort. She and the Indigo Phoenix are staying there. According to Feiyan, that little girl Zhong Ling seems to be born to play with poison. Even the Indigo Phoenix was impressed by her rapid improvement." Dongfang Muxue smiled.
Song QingShu also revealed a knowing smile when he thought of that silly and adorable little girl from back then. However, when he thought of Mu Wanqing's matter, he could no longer smile. At that time, how to let this pair of blood related sisters live in harmony was really a problem …
Song Qingshu followed Dongfang Muxue to the Hall of Supreme Harmony. He hid in the side hall and listened to the entire morning court session.
Just as Dongfang Muxue had said, some interesting things happened. First, the ministers were divided into two groups according to the usual practice. They quarreled about how to deal with Yue Le. Then, the envoys of the three border defenses presented their memorials. They all said that in recent years, the pressure on the borders was huge. They requested the imperial court to almost double the military's pay. Wu Sangui's envoy even mentioned that he missed his daughter and hoped that the Emperor would allow Ah Ke to return to Shanhai Pass to visit his relatives …
Hearing these conditions, there was an uproar in the court.
(End of this chapter)
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