Zhao Min chased the maids out and took out a piece of paper to write down the names of Princess Ge Bi, Lady Peach Blossom, and Wanyan Zhongjie. She crossed off Lady Peach Blossom's name first because according to her previous analysis, Song Qing was obviously not in cahoots with Changsheng Prince. Lady Peach Blossom was Changsheng Prince's wife, so of course, she was excluded first.
After hesitating for a while, she crossed off Ge Bi's name. These years, Princess Ge Bi and Tang Kuobian had a deep relationship. It would be difficult for Song Qing to get involved.
Looking at the last name on the paper, Zhao Min fell into deep thought. After a while, she shouted outside the door, "Call the Xuanming Elders here."
"Your Highness, the Xuanming Elders are recuperating. Would it be inappropriate to call them at this time?" A subordinate's voice came from outside the door.
Zhao Min was slightly startled. Only then did she remember that the two of them were injured in the laundry yard. She couldn't help but twitch her mouth and mumble to herself, "Two useless people."
After hesitating for a while, Zhao Min directly ordered the person outside, "Go pick a few people with high martial arts skills and kidnap the granddaughter of the Grand Preceptor, Wanyan Zhongjie. Everything must be done in secret."
"Yes, Your Highness!"
Listening to the gradually fading footsteps outside the door, Zhao Min smiled slightly. If Song Qing was really related to Wanyan Zhongjie, then he would definitely think of a way to save her if he knew she was kidnapped. If that happened, then their whereabouts would be exposed …
As she thought about it, Zhao Min's face suddenly darkened. This bastard surnamed Song. Everywhere he went, he would fool around. Why didn't Zhou Zhiruo care about him? How ridiculous!
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"Achoo ~" Song Qing was chatting with Ge Bi when he suddenly sneezed. He couldn't help but rub his nose.
"Did you catch a cold? I'll ask the servants to make a bowl of ginger soup for you." Ge Bi hurriedly said.
"No need. I'm very healthy. You know that." Song Qing patted his chest loudly.
"You scoundrel." Ge Bi spat and returned to the inner hall with a red face. Song Qing was left standing there in a daze.
"How am I a scoundrel?"
Song Qing cried out. Suddenly, a servant ran over and said, "There's a letter here for you."
"Letter? Who sent it? "Song Qing took the envelope with a puzzled expression. There were only a few words on the envelope: To Tang Kuo Bian.
"I don't know. I didn't see it clearly."
"Got it. You can leave now."
Song Qing pinched the envelope. It didn't seem to be a trap. With his current cultivation, common poisons couldn't hurt him. He opened the envelope and saw a few words inside: Come to the Cool Breeze Gang quickly.
The Cool Breeze Gang was a famous restaurant in the capital. Song Qing hesitated for a moment and read the whole letter over and over again. He couldn't find any clues from the handwriting, so he decided to go to the Cool Breeze Gang.
On one hand, he was very curious about who had sent the letter. On the other hand, he was skilled and bold, so he was not afraid of any ambush.
After giving a few instructions to the servant, Song Qing hurriedly went out. He had never seen the handwriting on the letter before, so it shouldn't have been written by someone he knew. Judging from the strokes, the words were slightly graceful, so it was very likely that it was written by a woman. However, Song Qing wasn't sure about this. After all, he was a complete layman when it came to calligraphy. It was possible that this was a special handwriting.
Song Qing was lost in thought. Without realizing it, he passed by a remote alley. This alley was the only way to get to the Cool Breeze Gang from Tang Kuo's Mansion. However, it had always been deserted, so it looked very secluded.
Suddenly, Song Qing felt a sense of foreboding and quickly dodged to the side. A cold light had already streaked past the place where he was standing just a moment ago. The other party had obviously anticipated his reaction. After he dodged the attack, the other party did not hesitate at all. The short sword in his hand slashed across the air and chased after Song Qing like a maggot on a tarsal bone.
At this time, Song Qing also saw the attacker clearly. The attacker was completely covered in black clothes. However, he didn't have time to think. The attacker's sword was already coming at him without any pause.
In Song Qing's eyes, there were still many flaws in the swordsmanship of the black-clothed man. However, there was a unique sharpness in his moves. If an ordinary martial artist were to encounter this storm-like attack, even if he didn't die, he would still lose a layer of skin.
Song Qing dodged three steps in a row. Finally, he found a flaw in the black-clothed man's swordsmanship and caught the tip of the sword with his fingers. The man was shocked and pushed the sword forward, trying to cut off two of Song Qing's fingers. Song Qing's fingers slid across the blade of the sword. The man's hand trembled and couldn't hold the short sword in his hand anymore. Song Qing took the opportunity to jump into the man's arms and hit the man's chest with his elbow. This man's attack was full of killing moves. Song Qing naturally wouldn't be polite. If this hit hit the man's chest, at least half of his ribs would be broken. If it wasn't for the fact that he had to keep the man alive for questioning, he would have taken the man's life.
"Ouch ~" A crisp and tender cry of pain rang out. Song Qing also felt the soft touch on his elbow. He couldn't help but frown. In a flash, he changed the direction of the attack to a point and sealed the man's vital acupoints. Then, he put the blade of the sword across the man's neck.
"Who are you?" Song Qing asked in a low voice. Now that he knew the other party was a woman, he couldn't bring himself to be ruthless. Although he had suffered at the hands of a woman not long ago, it was difficult to change his nature of having tender and protective feelings for the fairer sex.
Who would have thought that the black-clothed man would turn his head away, as if he hadn't heard Song Qing's words?
Song Qing didn't stand on ceremony. He pulled off her veil, revealing a young and inexperienced face that couldn't hide its peerless beauty. "How come it's you?" This young woman was the man he had met a few times before, Wanyan Zhongjie.
"Why can't it be me?" Wanyan Zhongjie snorted angrily.
Song Qing suddenly understood. "No wonder I thought your eyes looked familiar. So you are the mysterious assassin who tried to assassinate Wanyan Liang."
"You still have the nerve to say that?!" Hearing him mention this matter, Wanyan Zhongjie immediately became angry, "If you hadn't ruined my plans time and time again, I would have already killed Wanyan Liang."
"You have a grudge against Wanyan Liang?" Song Qing asked suspiciously. If the other party really did have a grudge against Wanyan Liang, then it wouldn't be good for him to make a move. The enemy of an enemy could very well be a friend.
"Why do you care?" Wanyan Zhongjie pouted and retorted.
Song Qing was immediately angered and amused. "Although your martial arts are good, Wanyan Liang has many experts by his side. Fortunately, you met me on those two occasions. Otherwise, you would have been captured long ago. Also, please understand your situation. Right now, you are my captive. Be polite when you speak. "
"A captive is a captive," Wanyan Zhongjie said carelessly. "Hurry up and unseal my acupoints."
Song Qing couldn't help but chuckle. "You want me to unseal them just because you want me to? Why should I? "
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