Chapter 53

Chapter 52: The Noble Daughter Becomes a Maid

"Phew! Such filthy language, you must be a lecherous thief." Shuisheng spat at Song Qingshu, who immediately dodged, "So eager to let me taste your sweet saliva? Come, let's drink this cup of wine first." He then tapped Shuisheng's chin, and as she opened her mouth, he poured the entire cup of wine into her mouth.

Wei Xiaobao watched with delight, thinking to himself, "I'm not afraid you don't have any hobbies, I'm just afraid you don't have any! Now it seems he likes beautiful women, which makes things easier."

"Brother Song, we hit it off at first sight. How about we become sworn brothers?" Wei Xiaobao, finding more and more common ground with Song Qingshu, proposed his usual tactic for winning people over.

"This..." Song Qingshu hesitated, and Wei Xiaobao thought he was refusing, but then Song Qingshu changed his tone, "Your Excellency Wei, despite your high rank, you treat me, a commoner, as a brother, which shows your broad-mindedness. How can I dare to refuse?"

Wei Xiaobao was overjoyed. Emperor Kangxi had recently asked him to recruit martial arts experts, and now he had fortuitously met Song Qingshu. If they became sworn brothers, how could he not help?

He quickly stood up, pulled Song Qingshu over, and after asking his age, he swore, "I, Wei Xiaobao, today swear to become sworn brothers with Song Qingshu. We will share both good fortune and adversity!"

Song Qingshu, seeing that he didn't try to cheat in the oath, repeated it, "I, Song Qingshu, today swear to become sworn brothers with Wei Xiaobao. We will share both good fortune and adversity!"

Wei Xiaobao usually tried to cheat when forming sworn brotherhoods, but this time he was afraid of revealing any flaws that might cause dissatisfaction and affect their relationship. After all, Emperor Kangxi urgently needed martial arts experts, and Wei Xiaobao had finally found Song Qingshu. He was eager to boast to Kangxi and didn't want to offend him over minor details. Besides, having such a skilled older brother would be a great advantage.

Of course, he wasn't without his own thoughts. He didn't dare to include anything about dying on the same day in the oath, "You fight in the martial world and will surely die before me. I won't be at a disadvantage..." The thought flashed through his mind, and Wei Xiaobao smiled and continued chatting with Song Qingshu.

This suited Song Qingshu's intentions as well, "Wei Xiaobao is obsessed with wine and women, while I practice the orthodox internal arts. He is destined to die before me..."

"Brother Song, I saw you were quite interested in this woman. As your younger brother, I have no other gifts to offer, so I will give her to you." Wei Xiaobao, though a bit reluctant, was always generous when trying to win people over. Shuisheng was beautiful, but not enough to make him reluctant to part with her. If it were someone like Huabu Meiren, he definitely wouldn't let her go.

"Scoundrel, may you die a miserable death!" Shuisheng immediately shouted angrily.

"Oh," Song Qingshu raised an eyebrow and looked at Shuisheng with disdain, "Thank you, Brother Wei. However, this woman has a bad temper and can't be a concubine. Well, I'll reluctantly take her as a maid to do rough work."

Song Qingshu winked at Wei Xiaobao, who, being a quick-witted person, immediately understood that Song Qingshu was deliberately saying this and was afraid of offending him. He laughed and said, "Yes, she has long arms and legs, and a strong body. She should be a good maid."

Song Qingshu breathed a sigh of relief. Dealing with smart people was convenient. He glanced at Shuisheng, who was still cursing, and shook his head. How could she be so foolish? He was trying to save her, otherwise, if Wei Xiaobao took her, ...

"How can I find a reason to let her go?" Song Qingshu, annoyed by Shuisheng's constant cursing, pointed at her and sealed her voice point. He began to worry.

"If you stop cursing, I'll release your voice point. If you curse again, don't blame me for stuffing your little mouth with a rag. Blink once if you agree." Song Qingshu, having a sudden idea, turned to Shuisheng and said.

Wei Xiaobao saw Shuisheng's watery eyes blinking rapidly and thought, "Brother Song is really resourceful, just like when I dealt with the young princess in the palace..."

Thinking about it, Wei Xiaobao suddenly felt a chill. Looking at Song Qingshu's handsome face, he thought, "Oh my, Brother Song, do you have to be so handsome? And so good with women. If my several wives and concubines saw you, they might give me a few hats, and I, Wei Xiaobao, would become the most ridiculous cuckold in the world?"

Song Qingshu had no idea how many thoughts were racing through Wei Xiaobao's mind in such a short time. He released Shuisheng's voice point and coldly snorted. Shuisheng immediately turned her face away.

"Since you are now my person, I don't even know your name." Song Qingshu, not angry, picked up a cup of wine and looked at her with a smile, pretending to ask.

"Phew, shameless, who is your person!" Shuisheng turned and glared at him, thinking he was even more despicable than the Qing official.

"Brother Wei has already given you to me, so you are naturally my person." Song Qingshu finished his wine and said, "It doesn't matter if you don't say your name. Since you will be my maid, I should give you a new name. What should it be? Spring... Cat? Or Dog?"

Song Qingshu broke out in a cold sweat, thinking he had almost used Wei Xiaobao's mother's name.

"Hmph, you are the one called Cat or Dog," Shuisheng hesitated for a moment, worried he might really give her a terrible name, and said, "My name is Shuisheng."

Wei Xiaobao hadn't said anything, but Song Qingshu was waiting for this. He pretended to be surprised, "Is your father one of the Four Great Heroes of the South, Shuidai?"

Seeing that Song Qingshu knew her father's reputation, Shuisheng's face showed a hint of pride, and she raised her chin, "I advise you to release me quickly. Once my father and my uncles get the news, they will come after you, and you will have no place to hide."

"Is his father's name so famous?" Wei Xiaobao looked at Song Qingshu in confusion.

To make him wary, Song Qingshu exaggerated, "His father and his sworn brothers are famous in Jiangnan, known as 'Falling Flowers and Flowing Water,' part of the 'Four Great Heroes of the South and Four Eccentrics of the North.' Each of them is as skilled as the Blood Knife Old Ancestor. I think we should release her to avoid trouble."

"How powerful can someone with the nickname 'Falling Flowers and Flowing Water' be?" Wei Xiaobao thought, "I gave this woman to Brother Song. If I show weakness and send her back, Brother Song might be unhappy. This is a good opportunity to curry favor."

Thinking this, Wei Xiaobao immediately laughed, "Don't worry, Brother Song. They are just a few idle martial artists in Jinling. Her father is suspected of plotting to assassinate a Qing envoy. I'll send someone to inform the Jinling Prefect to arrest and torture 'Falling Flowers and Flowing Water' to see if there are any accomplices."

Chapter 53: The Fairy Who Arrived by Moonlight

Shuisheng was terrified, knowing that if the government really wanted to deal with the Shui family, they would be finished.

Song Qingshu was also stunned, thinking that Wei Xiaobao, with his fear of death, would have let Shuisheng go, but he had played a different game.

Seeing that Shuisheng was sufficiently frightened, Wei Xiaobao laughed and changed his tone, "However, if you become Brother Song's maid, I will not pursue your family's crimes out of respect for Brother Song. The choice is yours."

Shuisheng's face was uncertain, and she finally gritted her teeth and said unwillingly, "I will be a maid!"

"That's the right choice," Wei Xiaobao, satisfied, called to Song Qingshu, "Brother Song, come, let's continue drinking."

Song Qingshu looked at Shuisheng with a bitter smile and continued drinking with Wei Xiaobao.

That night, the group stayed at the Yuhua Pavilion. The local prefect, worried about Wei Xiaobao's safety, had the Yuhua Pavilion reserved for the envoy's rest and stationed a heavy guard around it to prevent any assassins from returning.

When Song Qingshu, slightly drunk, returned to his room, he found Shuisheng sitting quietly on the bed, her voice point sealed. Hearing the door open, she looked up, her eyes filled with fear and weakness.

"Zhang Kangnian and his lackeys may not be skilled in martial arts, but they are quite considerate in their work." Song Qingshu, after a moment of surprise, quickly realized that this must be the work of Zhang Kangnian and Zhao Qixian.

"So considerate, even coming to warm my bed?" Song Qingshu sat down at the table in the middle of the room, picked up the teapot, and poured himself a cup of clear tea. After drinking it, his expression cleared.

"Filthy lecher!" Shuisheng glared at him with hatred.

Song Qingshu laughed, stood up, and approached Shuisheng. As he sat down, he felt her body tremble slightly, "So, you women are foolish. Cursing like this only stirs a man's desire to conquer."

Taking advantage of his drunkenness, Song Qingshu reached out and touched her face, finding it smooth and inviting.

"Ah!" Shuisheng cried out in fear, "Don't touch me!"

Song Qingshu was startled and became slightly more sober, wondering what was wrong with him. Had it been too long since he had been with a woman?

Frequent horse riding had not given Shuisheng bowlegs, and Song Qingshu felt a wicked little devil in his heart shouting: pounce on her, pin her down, tear her clothes, and enjoy her...

Song Qingshu felt a certain part of his body rise, and he quickly jumped up and sat back down in the room.

Shuisheng was terrified, knowing that if the government really wanted to deal with the Shui family, they would be finished.

Song Qingshu was also stunned, thinking that Wei Xiaobao, with his fear of death, would have let Shuisheng go, but he had played a different game.

Seeing that Shuisheng was sufficiently frightened, Wei Xiaobao laughed and changed his tone, "However, if you become Brother Song's maid, I will not pursue your family's crimes out of respect for Brother Song. The choice is yours."

Shuisheng's face was uncertain, and she finally gritted her teeth and said unwillingly, "I will be a maid!"

"That's the right choice," Wei Xiaobao, satisfied, called to Song Qingshu, "Brother Song, come, let's continue drinking."

Song Qingshu looked at Shuisheng with a bitter smile and continued drinking with Wei Xiaobao.

That night, the group stayed at the Yuhua Pavilion. The local prefect, worried about Wei Xiaobao's safety, had the Yuhua Pavilion reserved for the envoy's rest and stationed a heavy guard around it to prevent any assassins from returning.

When Song Qingshu, slightly drunk, returned to his room, he found Shuisheng sitting quietly on the bed, her voice point sealed. Hearing the door open, she looked up, her eyes filled with fear and weakness.

"Zhang Kangnian and his lackeys may not be skilled in martial arts, but they are quite considerate in their work." Song Qingshu, after a moment of surprise, quickly realized that this must be the work of Zhang Kangnian and Zhao Qixian.

"So considerate, even coming to warm my bed?" Song Qingshu sat down at the table in the middle of the room, picked up the teapot, and poured himself a cup of clear tea. After drinking it, his expression cleared.

"Filthy lecher!" Shuisheng glared at him with hatred.

Song Qingshu laughed, stood up, and approached Shuisheng. As he sat down, he felt her body tremble slightly, "So, you women are foolish. Cursing like this only stirs a man's desire to conquer."

Taking advantage of his drunkenness, Song Qingshu reached out and touched her face, finding it smooth and inviting.

"Ah!" Shuisheng cried out in fear, "Don't touch me!"

Song Qingshu was startled and became slightly more sober, wondering what was wrong with him. Had it been too long since he had been with a woman?

Frequent horse riding had not given Shuisheng bowlegs, and Song Qingshu felt a wicked little devil in his heart shouting: pounce on her, pin her down, tear her clothes, and enjoy her...

Song Qingshu felt a certain part of his body rise, and he quickly jumped up and sat back down in the room.

Shuisheng was terrified, knowing that if the government really wanted to deal with the Shui family, they would be finished.

Song Qingshu was also stunned, thinking that Wei Xiaobao, with his fear of death, would have let Shuisheng go, but he had played a different game.

Seeing that Shuisheng was sufficiently frightened, Wei Xiaobao laughed and changed his tone, "However, if you become Brother Song's maid, I will not pursue your family's crimes out of respect for Brother Song. The choice is yours."

Shuisheng's face was uncertain, and she finally gritted her teeth and said unwillingly, "I will be a maid!"

"That's the right choice," Wei Xiaobao, satisfied, called to Song Qingshu, "Brother Song, come, let's continue drinking."

Song Qingshu looked at Shuisheng with a bitter smile and continued drinking with Wei Xiaobao.

That night, the group stayed at the Yuhua Pavilion. The local prefect, worried about Wei Xiaobao's safety, had the Yuhua Pavilion reserved for the envoy's rest and stationed a heavy guard around it to prevent any assassins from returning.

When Song Qingshu, slightly drunk, returned to his room, he found Shuisheng sitting quietly on the bed, her voice point sealed. Hearing the door open, she looked up, her eyes filled with fear and weakness.

"Zhang Kangnian and his lackeys may not be skilled in martial arts, but they are quite considerate in their work." Song Qingshu, after a moment of surprise, quickly realized that this must be the work of Zhang Kangnian and Zhao Qixian.

"So considerate, even coming to warm my bed?" Song Qingshu sat down at the table in the middle of the room, picked up the teapot, and poured himself a cup of clear tea. After drinking it, his expression cleared.

"Filthy lecher!" Shuisheng glared at him with hatred.

Song Qingshu laughed, stood up, and approached Shuisheng. As he sat down, he felt her body tremble slightly, "So, you women are foolish. Cursing like this only stirs a man's desire to conquer."

Taking advantage of his drunkenness, Song Qingshu reached out and touched her face, finding it smooth and inviting.

"Ah!" Shuisheng cried out in fear, "Don't touch me!"

Song Qingshu was startled and became slightly more sober, wondering what was wrong with him. Had it been too long since he had been with a woman?