Within Prince Xu's residence, Wanyan Yongzheng looked angrily at his subordinates kneeling on the ground. "What the hell are you doing? A living person disappeared into thin air just like that, and you didn't even notice?"
"Your Highness, Miss Zhao likes peace and quiet. She usually doesn't let us near her courtyard, so we reacted a bit slower." The subordinate braced himself and said.
"You still dare to quibble?" Wanyan Yongzheng swept the tea set on the table to the ground. "Today, those people were in charge of Miss Zhao's safety. Tell them to come see me."
"Your Highness, not long ago, they … they were all killed by a mysterious person." The subordinate was drenched in cold sweat as he replied.
"What?!" Wanyan Yongzheng suddenly stood up, his heart in turmoil. Just who is targeting me? Is it the emperor, the Changsheng Prince, or the Hailing Prince?
… …
At this time, in the former Grand Preceptor's residence, Pucha Alihu was looking worriedly at the door. Seeing that his daughter had finally returned, he almost collapsed. "On the way back, you said that you had something to do and left with a gloomy expression. I was worried that you would run back to settle the score with Song Qingshu. My good daughter, listen to your mother. That demon is vicious and merciless; we can't afford to offend him."
"He's vicious and merciless?" Wanyan Zhongjie couldn't help but roll his eyes. "If he really was vicious and merciless, then I wouldn't have to clean up his mess."
Pucha Alihu's face turned red. "What nonsense is a girl spouting? What do you mean clean up my mess? That's so unpleasant to hear."
Wanyan Zhongjie began to explain, "Today, he and I were captured by Prince Xu's people and brought to Miss Zhao's courtyard. If we didn't silence them and Prince Xu discovered that she was missing, he would definitely come to investigate us. I didn't want to bring trouble upon myself, so I killed all the people who came to capture me during the day."
"Hmph, I've always treated him as my idol, but he's such a wishy-washy person." The more Wanyan Zhongjie spoke, the angrier he became.
Pucha Alihu frowned. "Why are you speaking up for him? Don't you mind that he forced us to take poison?" She shuddered at the thought of the three Cadaveric Insects hiding in her body, even if they were in a dormant state.
"What's there to worry about? In any case, the poison won't take effect within a year. When the time comes, he'll give us the antidote. If I were him, I'd probably be ten times more ruthless," Wanyan Zhongjie replied.
"Then why were you so angry before?" Seeing his daughter in high spirits, Pucha Alihu was dumbfounded.
"I did it for him to see. If we happily took his medicine, he might find other ways to deal with us." Wanyan Zhongjie snorted proudly. "Besides, I deliberately acted like that. He will definitely feel guilty and will unknowingly compensate us."
"You really believe that he will give us the antidote?" After all these years of darkness, it could be said that Pucha Alihu would never trust any man again.
"Don't worry. He looks like a ruthless and ambitious person, but he's actually an extremely soft-hearted person." After carefully interacting with the various hedonistic sons of the capital these past few years, Wanyan Zhongjie had long since developed the ability to see through men's hearts. When she thought of the sincere smile on Ge Bi's face when she saw him, she was even more certain.
… …
When Zhao Min woke up, she found herself lying on a bed. Shocked, she hurriedly checked her clothes. Seeing that they were intact, she couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief.
Only then did she have the opportunity to look around. She discovered that she was probably in a secret underground room. With a cursory glance, she found a possible exit. Her gaze followed the sloping stairs, thinking to herself, I wonder where it leads to.
"You're awake?" A man's voice suddenly came from beside her, causing Zhao Min to jump in fright. She turned around and saw a man sitting in the shadows. The dim light shone on his face, making him look especially frightening.
"Tang Kuo Bian, it's you!" Zhao Min was both shocked and angry.
"That's right, it's me." Song Qingshu got up and walked over to the bedside. Looking at the woman on the bed, he said, "Miss Zhao, you didn't expect the tables to turn so quickly, did you?"
Zhao Min coldly snorted and ignored him. Instead, she asked, "Is this the Grand Preceptor's residence or the Prince Consort's residence?" She remembered that before she fainted, he and Wanyan Zhongjie had brought her back to the Grand Preceptor's residence. However, there was no sign of that damned girl. She was most likely in the Prince Consort's residence.
"It doesn't matter if I tell you. You're in the Prince Consort's residence right now." Song Qingshu pointed up. "Our bedroom is up there."
By this time, Zhao Min had already calmed down. "Tell me, how long do you plan on keeping me locked up?"
Song Qingshu smiled. "Aren't you afraid that I'll kill you?"
"If you wanted to kill me, you would have done so long ago. Since you haven't, it means that I'm more valuable to you alive than dead," replied Zhao Min calmly.
"Miss, you're truly a heroine. Even in this situation, you're still able to remain calm." Song Qingshu praised her from the bottom of his heart.
"How long do you plan on keeping me locked up?" Zhao Min ignored him and repeated her question. "Or, what do I have to do for you to let me go?"
"Miss, you don't need to worry. I won't harm you. However, I haven't thought of what to do with you yet. I'll let you know when I've thought about it." Song Qingshu was telling the truth. Zhao Min was a hot potato. He couldn't let her go. He knew that Tang Kuo Bian and Wanyan Zhongjie knew martial arts. If she were to go out, it would definitely ruin things. However, he couldn't kill her. Given their private relationship, he couldn't bear to do so. After thinking about it, he could only keep her locked up here for the time being.
Hearing his answer, Zhao Min seemed to be deep in thought. After a moment of silence, she suddenly asked, "According to the information I received, Tang Kuo Bian shouldn't be as skilled in martial arts as you are. Who are you?"
Song Qingshu's heart skipped a beat. However, having experienced Wanyan Zhongjie's interrogation, his expression was much more normal this time. "Everyone has a little secret. I've learned a lot of martial arts. Why would I want to tell everyone about it?"
"Is that so?" Zhao Min looked at him suspiciously.
Song Qingshu stood up and said, "Miss Zhao, you can stay here for the time being. I won't disturb your rest any longer."
Zhao Min shook her head. "I don't have the temperament to be locked up. Rather than being locked up like this, I'd rather kill myself." As soon as she finished speaking, she raised her hand and chopped down on the top of her head.
Song Qingshu was shocked. He didn't expect her to kill herself so easily. Although he felt that it was most likely a trap, he couldn't take the risk. His figure flashed and he appeared in front of her, grabbing her wrist.
The corners of Zhao Min's lips curled up slightly. The next moment, the quilt covering her suddenly rose. Taking advantage of the fact that Song Qingshu's vision was blocked, she struck several major acupoints on his chest through the quilt.
"Miss Zhao, have you forgotten so quickly that you can't restrain me by striking acupoints?" A voice sounded from behind the quilt. Zhao Min's smile immediately froze.
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