Song Qingshu looked at him in confusion. "Why?"
"Aren't there a lot of villains who want to assassinate me? Let's substitute a peach for a peach. When the time comes, they will never expect that the target has already become Brother Song, who is highly skilled in martial arts. They will definitely suffer a big loss." Wei Xiaobao spoke methodically, but in his heart, he had another plan. 'It will definitely be inconvenient for me to move around in this official uniform. Wouldn't my plan to sneak into the storeroom and give some Bewitching Spring Wine to the courtesan king be ruined?'
"Daren Wei is really clever. I admire you." Zhang Kangnian and Zhao Qixian, who were at the side, would not let go of any opportunity to flatter him.
"What Daren Wei said is not without reason." Jiu Mozhi looked at Song Qingshu and nodded. "In our group, only Prince Song and Wei Xiaobao are similar in age …"
'Isn't Duan Yu a human? It would be better if he was killed by an assassin. 'Song Qingshu criticized in his heart. As if he could guess what he was thinking, Duan Yu subconsciously shrank back.
But reason told him that he was the best candidate. No matter what, Duan Yu was still the Crown Prince of Dali. If something really happened to him, Kangxi would probably scold Wei Xiaobao to death. Fortunately, his martial arts were still passable. Even if he encountered an assassin, he should be more than enough to protect himself …
Song Qingshu put away his thoughts and nodded. "Okay!"
If you asked what was the best place in the world to live a life of luxury, ten out of ten men would excitedly answer: Yangzhou!
If you asked what was the dirtiest place in the world, ten out of ten women would be full of disdain and answer: Yangzhou!
If you asked what was the dirtiest place in the world, ten out of ten women would be full of disdain and answer: Yangzhou!
As the lanterns were lit, the various places in Yangzhou became lively. Among them, the most lively place was Lovely Spring Courtyard.
"Hmph, it's all because of Miss Youyou. Let's see if she's still so charming after someone takes the lead." A brothel keeper watched helplessly as a group of well-dressed old men walked straight to the Lovely Spring Brothel. She spat on the ground and said hatefully.
This group of people dressed in fresh clothes and galloping on horseback was naturally Wei Xiaobao, Song Qingshu and his party. They had just stepped into the Lovely Spring Courtyard's doorstep when the pimp's eyes lit up as soon as he saw them. He promptly went forward to welcome them enthusiastically.
Wei Xiaobao threw an ingot of silver toward Song Qingshu. Pointing to Song Qingshu, he said, "Our Grandpa Wei gave us the best position."
The pimp glanced at Song Qingshu and hurriedly nodded. "Good, good, good. Masters, please follow me." After he finished speaking, he led everyone to an elegant and quiet place to sit down. He called for the manservant to set up the melons, fruits, wine, and dishes, and said with a flattering smile, "Sirs, please drink a cup of wine first. Lady Youyou will come out in a moment. Whether or not you can obtain her favor will depend on your ability."
"You can leave now," Wei Xiaobao impatiently waved his hand to drive the pimp away. After a while, he quietly said to Song Qingshu, "Brother Song, I'm going to relieve myself."
"Hua Kui, Chapter 62: The First Difficult Problem
She's about to come out … "Song Qingshu said in surprise. He didn't expect that Wei Xiaobao would go to relieve himself at this time.
"It's okay. I'll come back and take a look. You don't need to send anyone to follow me, so as to avoid exposing my identity." Wei Xiaobao finished speaking and quickly ran out of the corridor while clutching his stomach.
Once he was out of everyone's sight, Wei Xiaobao straightened his body and smiled craftily. "I'll go to the storeroom and get some Mi Chun wine first."
Not long after Wei Xiaobao left, the hall bustled with activity.
"Lady Youyou is coming out."
"I wonder which man would be lucky enough to be her guest."
"Lady Youyou's every frown and smile is so alluring."
…
Song Qingshu raised his head and saw a few servant girls supporting a beautiful woman dressed in palace attire as they leisurely walked down the stairs. She was truly swaying with every step. Her every movement inadvertently revealed her charm, causing Song Qingshu's heart to flutter.
As if noticing Song Qingshu's gaze, the beautiful woman turned her head and glanced at him. Her facial features were picturesque, especially those beautiful eyes. There seemed to be crystals flowing on the surface, captivating one's soul. It was truly amorous.
"Even if you beat me to death, I won't believe that this woman is a virgin." Song Qingshu hurriedly lowered his head, his heart beating wildly. If she really was a young girl, then being able to so skillfully display a woman's charm to the extreme, then she really could be called a natural seductress.
Unknowingly, the beautiful woman had already walked into the hall. After a curtain was drawn, she slowly sat down. Seeing this, the madam hurriedly shouted, "Gentlemen, Lady Youyou has already sat down. As usual, whoever can answer three of her questions will be invited into Lady Youyou's chambers for a chat."
"It's been so many days, and no one can even answer the first question. Isn't your Lovely Spring Brothel deliberately trying to cheat people?" A slightly plump rich merchant shouted. The surrounding crowd secretly nodded.
"You guys can't answer, but that doesn't mean others can't. If Lady Youyou's questions can be answered so easily, then wouldn't that be a joke? " The person who spoke was a young scholar who had recently rushed over from nearby after hearing the news. His words also received the approval of the majority of the people who came for the first time.
"Hehe, you guys are so awesome. Why don't you go and try?" The slightly plump merchant sneered with an extremely disdainful expression.
"I hope Lady Youyou will set the question." The person who spoke just now slowly bowed towards the beautiful woman.
Lady Youyou bowed slightly in return, but didn't say anything. At this moment, a servant girl beside her stood up and opened her mouth to say, "Everyone, listen up. Our family's young lady's first question doesn't test the four arts, it also doesn't test the classics, it only tests mathematics. The young lady wants to use a knife to divide her beloved brocade handkerchief into several pieces. As everyone knows, one knife can divide a brocade handkerchief into two pieces, two knives can divide it into four pieces at most, and three knives can divide it into seven pieces … May I ask, after a hundred knives, how many pieces can Lady Youyou's brocade handkerchief be divided into? "
As soon as this question was brought out, everyone began to bury their heads in their thoughts. At the side, Doron's eyes lit up. He took out a square handkerchief and used his knife to separate the top of the handkerchief.
However, after seven or eight cuts, some parts of the handkerchief had already become unrecognizable, and he really couldn't cut any further. He angrily threw his knife away and said, "Damn it, what kind of lousy question is this?"
Duan Yu was a well-read person. If he was tested on Profound Words or the meaning of Buddhist scriptures, he would probably be able to answer very quickly. However, it was a pity that he didn't know a single thing about mathematics.
Unlike Duan Yu, Wang Yuyan was well-read. She wasn't limited to martial arts or Confucian classics. She had also read many books on mathematics, such as 《The Nine Chapters of Arithmetic》 and 《Computational Classics of Zhou Yun》. When she heard this question, her mind raced and she quickly found the answer. She couldn't help but smile.
Duan Yu had been sneaking glances at Wang Yuyan from time to time. Seeing her smile, he said in shock, "Miss Wang, you've already calculated it?" If it was martial arts, it would have been fine. However, the other party was clearly testing on literary talent. Duan Yu had lost face in front of his sweetheart, and he instantly felt extremely depressed.
Hearing Duan Yu's words, Dolong, Zhang Kangnian, Zhao Qixian, and the others immediately crowded around her. They smiled and said, "Miss Wang, why don't you tell us the answer?"
Wang Yuyan blushed, but she still shook her head firmly. She was angry that she had been captured by them, so how could she help them harm a girl?
Song Qingshu, on the other hand, sat calmly on the main seat, leisurely drinking tea. Seeing him like this, Shui Sheng rolled her eyes and asked curiously, "You've also calculated the answer?"
"In the future, remember to call me master first. How rude." Song Qingshu glared at her, but didn't directly answer her question.
Shui Sheng's heart tightened, and she hated Song Qingshu to the core. She turned her head and saw Miss Youyou behind the curtain. A sly smile appeared on her face, and she suddenly shouted, "My young master has already calculated it!"
As it turned out, Shui Sheng was certain that Song Qingshu was just putting on an act, and she wanted him to make a fool of himself.
As expected, hearing her words, everyone turned to look at Song Qingshu.
"It can't be a random guess, right?"
"That brat shouldn't be delusional. Everyone guessed so much before, but none of them got it right."
…
The pimp's eyes brightened, and he secretly winked at the brothel keeper. The brothel keeper laughed and said, "So it's Young Master Wei. You are indeed a genius. Please tell us the answer, and Miss Youyou will judge whether it's correct or not."
Hearing the crowd's sarcastic remarks, Wang Yuyan looked worriedly at Song Qingshu. After interacting with him a few times, she had a good impression of him, and she couldn't bear to see him make a fool of himself. Just as she was about to open her mouth and tell him the answer, Shui Sheng saw the opportunity and stepped between them. She said with a smile, "Miss Wang, there's no need to worry about my young master. He's a peerless scholar, so he naturally knows the answer to such a simple question."
Shui Sheng laughed coldly in her heart. The higher she praised him now, the harder he would fall later. Wang Yuyan didn't know the relationship between the two of them, so hearing Shui Sheng's words, she gave up on the idea of reminding him.
"This little girl …" Song Qingshu glared at Shui Sheng.
Doron looked at Song Qingshu enviously, then winked and said, "Prince Song, they think you're Brother Wei. Haha, this is a rare opportunity. I hope you can win the beauty."
"Do you know the answer or not? Don't waste everyone's time." The crowd below had already grown impatient, and Shui Sheng also smiled faintly as she watched the show.
"After a hundred cuts, Miss Youyou's embroidered handkerchief should be divided into 5051 pieces at most," Song Qingshu said, looking at the beautiful woman behind the curtain.
Wang Yuyan nodded to herself. Not only was Prince Song skilled in martial arts, he even knew these mysterious divination arts. As expected, he was a peerless scholar.
Miss Youyou finally opened her mouth. Her voice was soft and sweet, and each syllable seemed to have a bewitching charm. "Young Master Wei is indeed talented. I wonder how Young Master managed to calculate this?" However, her heart was filled with doubt. She had long heard that Wei Xiaobao was ignorant and incompetent, and had a wretched appearance. How could this person be so handsome and able to calculate this question?
This Miss Youyou was naturally Yuan Chengzhi's current wife, Xia Qingqing. Many years ago, she was still slightly inexperienced and had the image of a tomboy. However, for some reason, after marriage, she had become even more beautiful and moving. Every movement she made exuded the charm of a woman. Now, she could truly be said to be a dazzling beauty.
If Song Qingshu knew her identity, he would definitely sigh and say, "No wonder Yuan Chengzhi couldn't bear to find Ah-Jiu. It turns out that Xia Qingqing has already become so beautiful!"
Everyone had found this question in an ancient book. Originally, it had been used to deliberately make things difficult for these people who were looking for flowers, to make them retreat in the face of difficulties. She had been waiting for Wei Xiaobao all along. After Wei Xiaobao came, she naturally had a way to let him pass the test — in any case, she knew the answer herself. Chapter 63
Translator: Transn Editor: Transn It turned out that Shui Sheng was certain that Song Qingshu was just putting on an act and wanted to embarrass him.
As expected, when everyone heard her words, they all turned to look at Song Qingshu.
"It can't be a random guess, right?"
"This brat shouldn't be delusional. Everyone guessed so much before, but none of them got it right."
…
The pimp's eyes brightened, and he secretly gave a look. The pimp laughed and said, "So it's Young Master Wei. You really are a genius. Please tell us the answer, and Miss Youyou will naturally judge whether it's right or wrong."
Hearing everyone's sarcastic remarks, Wang Yuyan worriedly glanced at Song Qingshu. After interacting with him a few times, she had a good impression of him. She couldn't bear to see him make a fool of himself, so she was about to quietly tell him the answer when Shui Sheng saw the opportunity and stepped between the two of them. With a smile, she said, "Miss Wang, there's no need to worry about my Young Master. He's a peerless scholar, so he naturally knows the answer to this kind of simple question."
Shui Sheng laughed coldly in her heart. The higher she praised him now, the harder he would fall later. Wang Yuyan didn't know the relationship between the two of them, but hearing Shui Sheng say this, she gave up on the idea of reminding him.
"This little girl …" Song Qingshu fiercely glared at Shui Sheng.
Doron looked at Song Qingshu enviously, then winked at him and said, "Prince Song, they're treating you as Brother Wei. Haha, this is a rare opportunity. I hope you can win the beauty."
"Do you know the answer or not? Don't waste everyone's time." The crowd below had already grown impatient, and Shui Sheng also smiled faintly as she waited to see a good show.
"After a hundred cuts, Miss Youyou's embroidered handkerchief should be divided into 5051 pieces at most," Song Qingshu said as he looked at the beautiful woman in palace attire behind the curtain.
Wang Yuyan nodded inwardly. Not only was Prince Song skilled in martial arts, he even knew these extremely mysterious Qimen Dun Jia divination arts. As expected, he was a peerless scholar.
Miss Youyou finally opened her mouth. Her voice was soft and sweet, and every syllable seemed to have a bewitching charm. "Young Master Wei is indeed talented. I wonder how you managed to calculate this?" In her heart, however, she was extremely puzzled. She had long heard that Wei Xiaobao was ignorant and incompetent, and had a vulgar appearance. How could this person be so handsome and able to calculate this question?
This Miss Youyou was naturally Yuan Chengzhi's current wife, Xia Qingqing. Many years ago, she was still slightly inexperienced and had the image of a tomboy. But for some reason, after marriage, she had become even more beautiful and moving. Every movement she made exuded a woman's charm. Now, she could truly be said to be a dazzling beauty.
If Song Qingshu knew her identity, he would definitely sigh and say, "No wonder Yuan Chengzhi couldn't bear to find Ah-Jiu. It turns out that Xia Qingqing has already become so devastatingly beautiful!"
The crowd had found this question in an ancient book. Originally, it was used to deliberately make things difficult for these women seeking flowers, to make them retreat in the face of difficulties. She had always been waiting for Wei Xiaobao. After Wei Xiaobao came, she naturally had a way to let him pass the test — in any case, she knew the answer herself. Chapter 63: Shui Sheng Wins the Championship
It turned out that Shui Sheng was certain that Song Qingshu was only putting on an act and wanted to make a fool out of him.
Sure enough, when they heard her words, everyone turned to look at Song Qingshu.
"It can't be a random guess, right?"
"This brat shouldn't be delusional. Everyone guessed so much before, but none of them guessed correctly."
… …
The pimp's eyes brightened, and he secretly gave the procuress a look. The procuress laughed and said, "So it's Young Master Wei. You really are a genius. Please tell us the answer, and Miss Youyou will naturally judge whether it's correct or not."
Hearing the crowd's sarcastic remarks, Wang Yuyan worriedly glanced at Song Qingshu. After interacting with him a few times, she had a good impression of him. She couldn't bear to see him make a fool of himself, and was about to quietly tell him the answer when Shui Sheng saw the opportunity and stepped between the two of them. Smiling, she said, "Miss Wang, there's no need to worry about my Young Master. He's a scholar, so he naturally knows this kind of simple question."
Shui Sheng laughed coldly in her heart. The higher she praised him now, the harder he would fall later. Wang Yuyan didn't know the relationship between the two of them, and hearing Shui Sheng say this, she gave up on the idea of reminding him.
"This little girl …" Song Qingshu fiercely glared at Shui Sheng.
Doron looked at Song Qingshu enviously, then winked at him and said, "Prince Song, they're treating you as Brother Wei. Haha, this is a rare opportunity. I hope you can win the beauty."
"Do you know the answer or not? Don't waste everyone's time." The crowd below was already very impatient, and Shui Sheng also smiled faintly as she waited for the show to begin.
"After a hundred cuts, Miss Youyou's embroidered handkerchief should be divided into 5051 pieces at most," Song Qingshu said, looking at the beautiful woman behind the gauze curtain.
Wang Yuyan nodded to herself. Not only was Prince Song skilled in martial arts, he even knew these extremely mysterious divination arts. As expected, he was a peerless scholar.
Miss Youyou finally opened her mouth. Her voice was soft and sweet, and every syllable seemed to have a bewitching charm. "Young Master Wei is indeed a genius. I wonder how you managed to calculate this?" In her heart, however, she was extremely puzzled. She had long heard that Wei Xiaobao was ignorant and incompetent, and had a vulgar appearance. How could this person be so handsome and able to calculate this question?
This Miss Youyou was naturally Yuan Chengzhi's current wife, Xia Qingqing. Many years ago, she was still slightly inexperienced and had the image of a tomboy. But for some reason, after marriage, she had become even more beautiful and moving. Every movement she made exuded a woman's charm. Now, she could truly be said to be a dazzling beauty.
If Song Qingshu knew her identity, he would definitely sigh and say, "No wonder Yuan Chengzhi couldn't bear to find Ah-Jiu. It turns out that Xia Qingqing has already become so devastatingly beautiful!"
The crowd had found this question in an ancient book. Originally, it had been used to deliberately make things difficult for these women, to make them retreat in the face of difficulties. She had always been waiting for Wei Xiaobao. After Wei Xiaobao came, she naturally had a way to let him pass the test — in any case, she knew the answer herself. Chapter 63: Shui Sheng Wins the Championship
It turned out that Shui Sheng was certain that Song Qingshu was only putting on an act and wanted to make a fool out of him.
Sure enough, when they heard her words, everyone turned to look at Song Qingshu.
"It can't be a random guess, right?"
"This brat shouldn't be delusional. Everyone guessed so much before, but none of them guessed correctly."
… …
The pimp's eyes brightened and he secretly gave the procuress a look. The procuress laughed and said, "So it's Young Master Wei. You really are a genius. Please tell us the answer, and Miss Youyou will naturally judge whether it's correct or not."
Hearing the crowd's sarcastic remarks, Wang Yuyan worriedly glanced at Song Qingshu. After interacting with him a few times, she had a good impression of him. She couldn't bear to see him make a fool of himself, so she was about to quietly tell him the answer when Shui Sheng saw the opportunity and stepped between the two of them. She said with a smile, "Miss Wang, there's no need to worry about my young master. He's a scholar, so he naturally knows how to answer such a simple question."
Shui Sheng laughed coldly in her heart. The higher she praised him now, the harder he would fall later. Wang Yuyan didn't know the relationship between the two of them, so when she heard Shui Sheng say this, she gave up on the idea of reminding him.
"This little girl …" Song Qingshu fiercely glared at Shui Sheng.
Doron looked at Song Qingshu enviously, then winked at him and said, "Prince Song, they think you're Brother Wei. Haha, this is a rare opportunity. I wish you luck in winning the beauty."
"Do you know the answer or not? Don't waste everyone's time." The crowd below had already grown impatient, and Shui Sheng also smiled faintly as she waited to see a good show.
"After a hundred cuts, Miss Youyou's embroidered handkerchief should be divided into 5051 pieces at most," Song Qingshu said as he looked at the beautiful woman behind the gauze curtain.
Wang Yuyan nodded to herself. Not only was Prince Song skilled in martial arts, he even knew these extremely mysterious divination arts. As expected, he was a peerless scholar.
Miss Youyou finally opened her mouth. Her voice was soft and sweet, and every syllable seemed to have a bewitching charm. "Young Master Wei is indeed a genius. I wonder how you managed to calculate this?" In her heart, however, she was extremely puzzled. She had long heard that Wei Xiaobao was ignorant and incompetent, and had a vulgar appearance. How could this person be so handsome and able to calculate this question?
This Miss Youyou was naturally Yuan Chengzhi's current wife, Xia Qingqing. Many years ago, she was still slightly inexperienced and had the image of a tomboy. But for some reason, after marriage, she had become even more beautiful and moving. Every movement she made exuded a woman's charm. Now, she could truly be said to be a dazzling beauty.
If Song Qingshu knew her identity, he would definitely sigh and say, "No wonder Yuan Chengzhi couldn't bear to find Ah-Jiu. It turns out that Xia Qingqing has already become so devastatingly beautiful!"
The crowd had found this question in an ancient book. Originally, it was used to deliberately make things difficult for these women seeking flowers, to make them retreat in the face of difficulties. She had always been waiting for Wei Xiaobao. After Wei Xiaobao came, she naturally had a way to let him pass the test — in any case, she knew the answer herself. Chapter 63: Shui Sheng Wins the Championship
It turned out that Shui Sheng was certain that Song Qingshu was only putting on an act and wanted to make a fool out of him.
Sure enough, when they heard her words, everyone turned to look at Song Qingshu.
"It can't be a random guess, right?"
"This brat shouldn't be delusional. Everyone guessed so much before, but none of them guessed correctly."
… …
The pimp's eyes brightened, and he secretly gave the procuress a look. The procuress laughed and said, "So it's Young Master Wei. You really are a genius. Please tell us the answer, and Miss Youyou will naturally judge whether it's correct or not."
Hearing the crowd's sarcastic remarks, Wang Yuyan worriedly glanced at Song Qingshu. After interacting with him a few times, she had a good impression of him. She couldn't bear to see him make a fool of himself, and was about to quietly tell him the answer when Shui Sheng saw the opportunity and stepped between the two of them. Smiling, she said, "Miss Wang, there's no need to worry about my Young Master. He's a scholar, so he naturally knows this kind of simple question."
Shui Sheng laughed coldly in her heart. The higher she praised him now, the harder he would fall later. Wang Yuyan didn't know the relationship between the two of them, and hearing Shui Sheng say this, she gave up on the idea of reminding him.
"This little girl …" Song Qingshu fiercely glared at Shui Sheng.
Doron looked at Song Qingshu enviously, then winked at him and said, "Prince Song, they're treating you as Brother Wei. Haha, this is a rare opportunity. I hope you can win the beauty."
"Do you know the answer or not? Don't waste everyone's time." The crowd below was already very impatient, and Shui Sheng also smiled faintly as she waited for the show to begin.
"After a hundred cuts, Miss Youyou's embroidered handkerchief should be divided into 5051 pieces at most," Song Qingshu said, looking at the beautiful woman behind the gauze curtain.
Wang Yuyan nodded to herself. Not only was Prince Song skilled in martial arts, he even knew these extremely mysterious divination arts. As expected, he was a peerless scholar.
Miss Youyou finally opened her mouth. Her voice was soft and sweet, and every syllable seemed to have a bewitching charm. "Young Master Wei is indeed a genius. I wonder how you managed to calculate this?" In her heart, however, she was extremely puzzled. She had long heard that Wei Xiaobao was ignorant and incompetent, and had a vulgar appearance. How could this person be so handsome and able to calculate this question?
This Miss Youyou was naturally Yuan Chengzhi's current wife, Xia Qingqing. Many years ago, she was still slightly inexperienced and had the image of a tomboy. But for some reason, after marriage, she had become even more beautiful and moving. Every movement she made exuded a woman's charm. Now, she could truly be said to be a dazzling beauty.
If Song Qingshu knew her identity, he would definitely sigh and say, "No wonder Yuan Chengzhi couldn't bear to find Ah-Jiu. It turns out that Xia Qingqing has already become so devastatingly beautiful!"
The crowd had found this question in an ancient book. Originally, it had been used to deliberately make things difficult for these women, to make them retreat in the face of difficulties. She had always been waiting for Wei Xiaobao. After Wei Xiaobao came, she naturally had a way to let him pass the test — in any case, she knew the answer herself. Chapter 63: Shui Sheng Wins the Championship
It turned out that Shui Sheng was certain that Song Qingshu was only putting on an act and wanted to make a fool out of him.
Sure enough, when they heard her words, everyone turned to look at Song Qingshu.
"It can't be a random guess, right?"
"This brat shouldn't be delusional. Everyone guessed so much before, but none of them guessed correctly."
… …
The pimp's eyes brightened and he secretly gave the procuress a look. The procuress laughed and said, "So it's Young Master Wei. You really are a genius. Please tell us the answer, and Miss Youyou will naturally judge whether it's correct or not."
Hearing the crowd's sarcastic remarks, Wang Yuyan worriedly glanced at Song Qingshu. After interacting with him a few times, she had a good impression of him. She couldn't bear to see him make a fool of himself, so she was about to quietly tell him the answer when Shui Sheng saw the opportunity and stepped between the two of them. She said with a smile, "Miss Wang, there's no need to worry about my young master. He's a scholar, so he naturally knows how to answer such a simple question."
Shui Sheng laughed coldly in her heart. The higher she praised him now, the harder he would fall later. Wang Yuyan didn't know the relationship between the two of them, so when she heard Shui Sheng say this, she gave up on the idea of reminding him.
"This little girl …" Song Qingshu fiercely glared at Shui Sheng.
Doron looked at Song Qingshu enviously, then winked at him and said, "Prince Song, they think you're Brother Wei. Haha, this is a rare opportunity. I wish you luck in winning the beauty."
"Do you know the answer or not? Don't waste everyone's time." The crowd below had already grown impatient, and Shui Sheng also smiled faintly as she waited to see a good show.
"After a hundred cuts, Miss Youyou's embroidered handkerchief should be divided into 5051 pieces at most," Song Qingshu said as he looked at the beautiful woman behind the gauze curtain.
Wang Yuyan nodded to herself. Not only was Prince Song skilled in martial arts, he even knew these extremely mysterious divination arts. As expected, he was a peerless scholar.
Miss Youyou finally opened her mouth. Her voice was soft and sweet, and every syllable seemed to have a bewitching charm. "Young Master Wei is indeed a genius. I wonder how you managed to calculate this?" In her heart, however, she was extremely puzzled. She had long heard that Wei Xiaobao was ignorant and incompetent, and had a vulgar appearance. How could this person be so handsome? How could he calculate this?
This Miss Youyou was naturally Yuan Chengzhi's current wife, Xia Qingqing. Many years ago, she was still slightly inexperienced and had the image of a tomboy. But for some reason, after marriage, she had become even more beautiful and moving. Every movement she made exuded a woman's charm. Now, she could truly be said to be a dazzling beauty.
If Song Qingshu knew her identity at this moment, he would definitely sigh and say, "No wonder Yuan Chengzhi couldn't bear to go find Ah-Jiu. Turns out Xia Qingqing has already become so devastatingly beautiful!"
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