Seeing Wanyan Yuan lose his composure, Wanyan Liang's eyes flashed with pride but he quickly concealed it. He said hurriedly, "Taoyao, let's put this matter aside for now. Let's talk about your other crisis."
"What crisis?" Wanyan Yuan's breathing quickened. His mind was in a mess and he asked.
"Prince … Wei!" Wanyan Liang said slowly. Wanyan Yuan's expression changed.
Noticing the change in Wanyan Yuan's expression, Wanyan Liang continued, "The Emperor's Crown Prince died young and he has no other sons. Thus, Prince Wei can be said to be the only heir to the throne. Unfortunately, as far as I know, your relationship with Prince Wei is not harmonious."
"Not only is it not harmonious, we're like fire and water!" Wanyan Yuan smiled bitterly and said, "I don't know what's going on. That guy has been targeting me for the past few years. I couldn't take it anymore, so I fought back. You've seen how our relationship has developed."
"That's why I said he's another crisis." Wanyan Liang sighed and said worriedly, "Actually, the Emperor's health isn't very good. If you're lucky enough, you might be able to survive until the Emperor … heh heh, I won't go into the details. Just know what I mean. Unfortunately, once the new Emperor ascends the throne, you'll still die. "
Wanyan Yuan's expression changed several times. How could he not understand this? It was just that he had always been hoping for luck. Now that Wanyan Liang had exposed his fantasies, he finally realized how dangerous his situation was.
Wanyan Yuan suddenly stood up and knelt down in front of Wanyan Liang, "Please save me, Big Brother." Wanyan Liang was the eldest grandson of the First Wife. Because his father was not a legitimate son, he did not inherit the throne. However, in terms of seniority, he was indeed Wanyan Yuan's older brother.
Wanyan Liang pretended to be surprised and hurriedly went to help him up, "Changsheng Prince, what are you doing? Get up quickly."
"If Big Brother doesn't save me, I won't be able to live anyway. I might as well kneel here and die." Wanyan Yuan's attitude was resolute as he looked at Changsheng Prince earnestly.
"Aren't you making things difficult for me?" Wanyan Liang laughed bitterly.
"If Big Brother can help me get through this, I will definitely repay your kindness." Wanyan Yuan sensed that Changsheng Prince's tone had softened and was overjoyed.
Wanyan Liang glared at him, "Do you think I'm the kind of person who covets rewards?"
Wanyan Yuan hurriedly explained, "It was a slip of the tongue. Please don't take it to heart."
"Fine," Wan Yanliang sighed deliberately. "You just gave me such a generous gift. As the saying goes, I don't deserve a reward without doing anything. I'll give you an idea. As for whether it can help you or not, it'll depend on your luck."
"Please give me some pointers, Big Brother," Wanyan Yuan said happily.
"Get up first." Wan Yanliang reached out and helped Wanyan Yuan up. He hesitated for a while, as if thinking of how to phrase his words. Wanyan Yuan held his breath and didn't dare to speak, afraid that he would disturb his train of thought.
After a long period of silence, Wan Yanliang finally said faintly, "Do you still remember the matter of Great Ancestor Taizong?"
"Great ancestor?" Wanyan Yuan was startled. He clearly didn't understand what he meant.
"That's all I can say. You can think about the rest yourself." Wanyan Liang smiled. Ignoring the other party's urging, he got up and left, leaving Wanyan Yuan alone in the private room in a daze.
"I understand now!" After some time, Wanyan Yuan suddenly slammed the table. His face was full of joy, and his breathing quickened. After Great Ancestor passed away, the throne didn't fall into the hands of Great Ancestor's son. Instead, it was inherited by his younger brother Taizong. Since there's this precedent, no one can say anything even if I do something!
…
Although Song Qingshu wasn't in the private room, he could roughly guess what had happened in the private room. However, his mind was more focused on the courtesan.
"Should I directly ask her about the other princesses in the laundry, or should I beat around the bush …" Song Qingshu was very distressed. He didn't know what the Fifth Princess was thinking. Although from an outsider's point of view, she should be longing for her homeland, after so many years of suffering, who knew if she had accepted her fate and was willing to become a slave to the Jin? If he asked her directly and she sold the information to the Jin people, Song Qingshu wouldn't even have time to cry.
Moreover, this matter was of great importance. Even if the Fifth Princess didn't betray him, she was a woman, and it was hard for her to keep secrets. If the news of him rescuing them was leaked, not to mention these Northern Song princesses, even Song Yuanqiao wouldn't be able to save them.
After thinking about it, Song Qingshu decided to wait and see. He would first get in touch with the Fifth Princess and then decide what to do.
The people of Autumn Fragrance Brothel received Changsheng King's instructions and enthusiastically led the way for him. When they arrived at the entrance of the Courtesan King, Song QingShu waved his hand to drive those people away, took a deep breath and pushed the door open.
When Song Qingshu entered the door, he deliberately paid attention to the courtesan. When she heard someone come in, her body obviously trembled.
"It seems that she hasn't completely fallen." Song Qingshu nodded secretly, but he still needed further contact to make a final judgment.
After locking the door, Song Qingshu swaggered over to her. At this point, the courtesan had to stand up and salute him. "Your concubine pays respect to Lord Fuma."
"Oh? You know me? " Song Qingshu looked at the woman in front of him condescendingly. Her white skin seemed to be smeared with a layer of crystal rouge in the candlelight. Her facial features were delicate and small. Coupled with the light willow leaf eyebrows, she was a typical beauty born in the water area of Jiangnan.
"Just now Nanny Zhang came to pass a message, and I learned that the one I will serve tonight is Lord Fuma." Hua Kui slowly replied. Her voice was soft and sweet, gentle and moving.
"What's your name?" Song Qingshu casually pulled a stool and sat down.
Hua Kui hesitated for a moment and finally answered, "My maiden name is Fujin."
"Zhao Fujin?" Song QingShu furrowed his brows. "That's a terrible name."
He was puzzled. Logically speaking, she was from the royal family, so there was no reason for her to have such a vulgar name. But when he thought about it again, he quickly felt relieved. In his previous life, those parents didn't just give their daughters names like "Xuan" or "Zi". At that time, it sounded nice, but who knew if people would laugh at these names a few hundred years later for being vulgar.
A trace of anger appeared between Hua Kui's brows when he heard the dense ridicule in Song QingShu's words. However, he still lowered his head and grunted. "Consort, you're right."
Looking at her obedient appearance, Song Qingshu secretly frowned. It seemed that living as a captive for many years had smoothed out her edges, and he didn't know how much spirit she had left.
"I heard that you used to be a princess of the Northern Song Dynasty?" Song Qingshu deliberately probed.
Hua Kui's face did not change at all. She replied indifferently, "That's all in the past. Now, I'm just a woman in a brothel."
"A woman in a brothel?" Song Qingshu snorted, "Speaking of which, you've received a lot of guests?"
"Tonight is the first time I've received a guest." Hua Kui subconsciously defended herself, but her expression quickly darkened. "But I'm a withered willow. My previous encounters are not much different from receiving guests."
Song QingShu saw that she seemed to be in despair. It would be difficult for him to get any information out of her, so he decided to provoke her a little. "I heard that you were Cai Jing's daughter-in-law. Your husband is called Cai Pa, right?"
"Cai Pa?" Hua Kui's face showed a trace of reminiscence, but then she shook her head indifferently, "I don't remember."
Song Qingshu frowned. "How could you even forget your husband's name?"
"Husband?" Hua Kui seemed to be provoked, and she suddenly became a little emotional. "What is a husband? A husband is a man who protects his wife. But what about him? When I was asked by the Jin people, he didn't even dare to make a sound. Why should I remember such a useless husband?"
"In that situation, whether he made a sound or not, your ending would not have changed." Song Qingshu could not help but persuade her.
"Whether he has the ability to protect me or not is one thing, whether he dares to protect me or not is another. What I need is his attitude!" Hua Kui's breathing became rapid, causing her soft breasts to rise and fall violently.
"Drink some water. Let bygones be bygones." Song Qingshu picked up the porcelain pot on the table, poured a cup of water, and handed it to her.
A strange look flashed in Hua Kui's eyes. After taking the cup, she did not drink it directly. Instead, she looked at him quietly.
Song Qingshu could not help but laugh, "Why are you looking at me like that? Is there something on my face?"
"You are not like the other Jin people." Hua Kui only then realized that her eyes were a little rude. She quickly looked away and looked at the cup in her hand. She added in a low voice, "Also, this is wine, not water."
"I really didn't notice that …" Song Qingshu suddenly felt embarrassed. He had been focusing on how to find out about the other princesses. He did not expect to make such a low-level mistake.
"The other Jin people are unbearably vulgar. When they see me, they …" Hua Kui's delicate body could not help but tremble. She hurriedly drank a mouthful of wine, and her cheeks quickly turned red. Perhaps it was the effect of the alcohol, but her emotions finally calmed down. "When other people see me, they will only rush at me. But you are different. You actually talk to me, and … and you are shy." At the end of her words, her lips even curved into a slight smile.
This is so f * cking embarrassing!
Song Qingshu did not expect that he would be pecked in the eye by a goose. His expression suddenly became a little ugly.
In order to reverse the situation, Song Qingshu pulled her into his arms and snorted heavily, "Since you like to be direct and violent, then don't blame me."
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