Song Qingshu couldn't help but be startled. Wanyan Ping didn't yell at him? It has to be said that this kind of thing could be a big deal or a small matter. If one wasn't careful, it could destroy a woman's happiness for the rest of her life. Was Wanyan Ping's reaction so gentle because she was a girl from the plains and had a more open mind than the girls from Jiangnan?
"Hey, why do you keep staring at me?" Seeing him staring at her, Wanyan Ping finally couldn't help but blush.
"Because Ping Er, you're so cute. Of course I can't bear to look away." Song Qingshu replied with a smile.
"Pah, glib tongue." A pure girl like Wanyan Ping was also the opponent of an old driver from the future who had seen the essence of human art. Just one sentence was enough to make her unable to bear it and she directly rode away on her horse.
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Song Qingshu couldn't help but be proud of his charm. It has to be said that when the same words come out of different people's mouths, it gives a woman a different feeling. If a man with an ugly appearance dares to flirt with a girl, he will be called a pervert and given a slap. Only a man with high charm can make a girl's heart beat like a deer and pout coquettishly. It's clear that I belong to this type of man.
Watching Wanyan Ping's beautiful back as she left, his gaze gradually moved down to her perky buttocks on the horse's back and her long, well-proportioned legs. Song QingShu sighed inwardly. In terms of looks alone, Wanyan Ping might not be able to compare to her sister and Madam Peach Blossom, but her body is brimming with the aura of spring that the other two do not have.
As for the question he wanted to ask, there was no need to rush. No matter what the answer was, he wouldn't be returning to the capital for a while. It would be better to find her after setting up camp at night.
Following that, Song Qingshu purposely used the excuse that he had been tortured in the imperial prison and his body could not take the strain to slow down the entire team. Seeing that there was not a single wound on his body, Pucha, Ahu, and the rest's eyes almost popped out of their sockets. Who are you trying to fool by saying that you're injured?
But since they were all in the same circle, they would still give face to each other. Moreover, the imperial edict did not specify a specific time for them to complete the mission. Pucha and Ahu treated it as a sightseeing tour. As for the lower-ranking soldiers, they were even happier. After all, which soldier would be willing to march dozens of miles in a hurry?
Not long after, seeing that the sun was about to set, Pucha ordered the army to set up camp.
Wanyan Ping found a quiet hill by herself and sat down with her hands on her knees. She looked at the setting sun in the distance and thought about how her beloved brother-in-law had died without a sound in Kaifeng. Two streams of tears flowed uncontrollably down her face.
"Princess? Princess?" A man's voice came from behind her. Wanyan Ping hurriedly wiped away the tears on her face and turned around with an unfriendly expression to look at the tall youth walking over: "Master Pucha? Didn't I emphasize to you many times that you can only call me 'Big Head' and not 'Princess'? "
Master Pucha smiled bitterly: "Princess, after what happened last time, the core of the Laundry Brothel was completely annihilated. Only a few of us are left, and the Emperor has no intention of rebuilding the Laundry Brothel. Right now, the Laundry Brothel only exists in name."
Wanyan Ping was immediately displeased: "Shut up! As long as there is one person left in the Laundry Brothel, it will not disappear. " Although she often acted like a little girl in front of Song Qingshu, in front of others, she was known as a cold-blooded queen. Even though her reputation was not as great as before, she still spoke impolitely to her former subordinates.
"Do you know why I don't want to call you 'Big Head', but 'Princess'?" Master Pucha smiled bitterly.
Wanyan Ping frowned: "Why?"
"Because when I call you 'Big Head', it makes it seem like there is only a cold relationship between the two of us. But when I call you 'Princess', it seems like our relationship is much closer." Master Pucha's eyes burst with a fiery passion.
Wanyan Ping clasped her hands behind her back and said lightly: "Do you like me?"
Master Pucha did not expect her to be so direct and choked on his words, his dark face turning red as he stood there in embarrassment. After a long time, he came back to his senses, as if he had made up his mind: "I … I … you … you …"
Wanyan Ping immediately became impatient: "What 'I', 'I', 'you', 'you', 'you'? If you have nothing else to say, I'm leaving."
Seeing that she really turned to leave, Master Pucha immediately became anxious, the words in his heart blurting out: That's right, I like you!
Wanyan Ping paused and turned around to look at him: "Are you done?"
Master Pucha was still in the excitement of his confession and subconsciously replied: "I'm done."
"Then I'm leaving." Wanyan Ping took another step forward.
"That …" Master Pucha hurriedly called out to her, "Princess, did you agree?"
Wanyan Ping frowned: "What did I agree to?"
"You agreed to my proposal!" Master Pucha was dumbfounded. No matter how slow he was, he could tell that something was wrong.
"You're crazy, I don't like you." Wanyan Ping took a few more steps.
"I know that you like your brother-in-law, Princess, but that's impossible!"
Hearing Master Pucha's words, Wanyan Ping suddenly turned around: "What did you say?"
Master Pucha gritted his teeth and gathered his courage: "The Laundry Brothel started out as an intelligence agency. Who in the Laundry Brothel doesn't know that Princess has feelings for Tang Kuobian? Everyone just doesn't say anything, but Princess, Tang Kuobian is already your sister's son-in-law. Since ancient times, there has never been a case of two princesses marrying the same son-in-law at the same time, so the two of you are destined to have no future together. "
"Whether I have a future or not is my business, you don't need to worry about it!" Wanyan Ping's tone was as cold as ice: "Also, if any word of this gets out, I won't let you off."
"Princess, don't be so stubborn!" Seeing that his dream lover was determined to hang himself, Master Pucha became anxious: "What's so good about Tang Kuobian? Whether it's martial arts, looks, or even family background, how can he compare to me?"
A cold light flashed in Wanyan Ping's eyes, and the whip at her waist flew towards his face. Although her attack was unexpected, Master Pucha was known as the number one expert of the younger generation, and his reaction was fast enough to grab the end of the whip.
"Let go!" Wanyan Ping tried to retract the whip, but it didn't budge.
"No!" Master Pucha's stubborn temper flared up.
Just as the two were in a stalemate, Song Qingshu's voice came from the top of the hill: "Ahem, did I come at the wrong time?"
The two turned around and saw that it was him, and they both had strange expressions on their faces, pulling back their hands at the same time.
Song Qingshu saw this and smiled: "It's fine, if you want to continue fighting, I'll leave after saying a few words." He then turned to Wanyan Ping: "Ping 'er, come to my tent tonight."
Under Master Pucha's dumbfounded gaze, Wanyan Ping nodded: "Okay!"
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