Chapter 57

Chapter 56: Mistaken Bed in the Dark

"Alright, I'll disguise myself and travel to Suzhou with Brother Song. Zhang Kangnian, Zhao Qixian?" Wei Xiaobao looked up and called out.

"At your service, Lord Wei, what do you need?" The two men heard Wei Xiaobao's call, pushed the door open, and smiled obsequiously.

"Find someone to pretend to be me, make a big show of it, and continue on the journey as usual. Brother Song and I will go to Suzhou first." Wei Xiaobao took out a stack of silver notes and distributed them to the two men. "Tell the brothers to stay alert; this is very dangerous, and we must be cautious."

"Having a superior like Lord Wei who cares for his subordinates is truly a blessing we've earned in eight lifetimes," Zhao Qixian chuckled.

"Isn't that true! With Lord Gui, life is so much easier..." Zhang Kangnian suddenly slapped himself, "Look at my memory, it's Lord Wei now."

"Alright, alright, enough flattery. Go and prepare," Wei Xiaobao waved his hand, dismissing the two men.

After the two men closed the door, Song Qingshu's expression seemed to suddenly recall something, and he exclaimed, "Right, Brother Wei, this time we're traveling light. If we bring that girl from the Shui family, it would be quite troublesome..."

Before Song Qingshu could finish, Wei Xiaobao looked at him as if he were a monster, "Brother Song, such a beautiful woman, you can bear to let her be killed?"

Seeing that he had misunderstood, Song Qingshu was flustered, "I meant we should release her..."

Wei Xiaobao thought to himself: If it's just a man accompanying me on the journey, it would be so dull and boring. He subconsciously refused, "Aren't we trying to avoid suspicion? The Jin She soldiers don't know there's a woman in the envoy. Bringing her along will help us hide our identities. Besides, if we're in a dire situation and can't resist, we can use her as a hostage. Isn't Yuan Chengzhi known for his righteousness? If he sees an innocent woman die because of her, his reputation will surely be damaged..."

Song Qingshu looked at him in surprise. He had always thought Wei Xiaobao was just a sycophant, but this time he realized how extraordinary he was, with his quick thinking far surpassing that of ordinary people.

"Alright, let's do it your way. We'll take her along." Song Qingshu thought it made sense. Wei Xiaobao was now a valuable asset to him, and he couldn't afford to let anything happen to him.

Back in the room, Song Qingshu was about to release Shui Sheng's acupoints when he noticed a cunning smile on her lips. Suddenly, her delicate hands reached out from behind her back and, in the blink of an eye, struck several major acupoints on his chest.

"How did you release your acupoints?" Song Qingshu was caught off guard. He had been thinking about other things and hadn't noticed that Shui Sheng was just pretending to sit there.

"Hmph!" Shui Sheng wrinkled her nose, jumped off the bed, and tidied her dress, saying smugly, "Those lackeys' acupoint techniques are really poor. Plus, I have high martial arts skills, so it was natural for me to break through the acupoints."

Seeing the strange look on Song Qingshu's face, Shui Sheng thought of his previous despicable behavior and became furious, kicking and scolding him, "I'll teach you, you dirty scoundrel, for bullying me earlier, for bullying me..."

"Miss Shui, if you keep calling me a scoundrel, and someone hears it, it won't be good for you," Song Qingshu said with a half-smile.

"You rotten turtle, rotten turtle, big scoundrel, stinky dog... It's all your fault." Shui Sheng was taken aback, realizing he had a point, and became even angrier, using both her hands and feet to attack Song Qingshu.

Although being hit by a beautiful young woman was more enjoyable than painful, Song Qingshu didn't want to be covered in her shoe prints. How could he face people tomorrow? He thought for a moment and deliberately coughed, "Beauty, don't say I didn't warn you. A great master like me can shift acupoints. If you keep hitting me, I might break through them."

Shui Sheng was indeed intimidated and quickly stopped, thinking, "If he really breaks through the acupoints, it would be disastrous." The more she thought about it, the more uneasy she became. She then struck a few more acupoints on his legs and got up to look for a rope to tie him up.

But after searching the room, she couldn't find anything to tie him with. Sitting back on the bed, she was sulking when her eyes suddenly lit up. She turned around and started to undo her waist sash.

"Beauty, are you planning to assault me?" Song Qingshu put on a frightened face, "Ara, it's my first time..."

"Phew!" Shui Sheng didn't understand what he was saying but knew it wasn't good. She glared at him fiercely, "If you keep making noise, I'll take off your socks and stuff them in your mouth."

"My socks are sour and smelly, not a good taste at all. If you take off your own socks and stuff them in my mouth, I promise I won't make a sound," Song Qingshu's eyes gleamed as he stared at her small boots.

"Disgusting, shameless!" Shui Sheng was so angry that she trembled all over. She quickly used the sash to tie his hands behind his back and wrapped it tightly around the bedpost.

"Mmm, so fragrant~" As Shui Sheng tied him up, her hair inevitably brushed against Song Qingshu's face, and he inhaled deeply, looking intoxicated.

Seeing Song Qingshu securely tied up and with her acupoints still in place, Shui Sheng finally felt relieved. She turned and glared at him, "If you keep talking nonsense, I'll really stuff your socks in your mouth!"

Shui Sheng, a noble lady, couldn't bring herself to take off a man's shoes and touch his smelly socks. Even using her own socks to gag him made her feel nauseous. So, for a long time, she had only been threatening him verbally.

"Alright, I won't talk, I won't talk!" Song Qingshu quickly closed his mouth, looking obedient.

Shui Sheng finally patted the dust off her hands, satisfied. After being on edge all day, she now felt a wave of drowsiness. She confirmed that Song Qingshu was securely tied to the bedpost and decided to rest for a while to regain her strength. She would try to escape when the guards were most drowsy at dawn.

Seeing her take off her boots and tidy the bed, Song Qingshu's expression became strange, "Beauty, it's a dark and windy night. Be careful not to get into the wrong bed. This is my room..."

"Shut up, no one thinks you're mute," Shui Sheng huffed, "I'll rest for a while. Don't blame me if you make noise and attract the guards. I'm dead anyway, so I'll stab you first, and we'll die together." She brandished the knife she had just taken out of her boot.

Looking at the gleaming dagger, Song Qingshu asked curiously, "Why didn't you stab me just now? Wouldn't that prevent me from revealing your whereabouts?"

Shui Sheng's face turned red, thinking to herself, "Although he talks badly, he has been somewhat nice to me. How could I bring myself to do it..."

"Oh, I get it," Song Qingshu shouted, "You must have fallen for my youth, handsomeness, and high martial arts skills. Your heart has secretly been given to me... Mmm... Mmm..."

Shui Sheng was startled by his sudden outburst and found his nonsense laughable. She couldn't take it anymore and took out her handkerchief from her pocket, stuffing it into Song Qingshu's mouth.

"Finally, some peace and quiet..." Shui Sheng sighed, lying down on the soft bed, wrapping herself in the blanket, and closing her eyes in contentment...

In her sleep, Shui Sheng felt a chill and instinctively moved closer to a warm spot behind her. She felt it was a warm bear fur coat and curled up, letting it cover her entire body.

The next morning, a scream broke the dawn's silence. Shui Sheng woke up to find that Song Qingshu had somehow moved behind her, her head resting on his arm, and her body curled up in his embrace. To her horror, her hand was holding his, ...

She pushed away his leg that was draped over her waist, her face pale as she pointed at Song Qingshu, "You... you... you..." At that moment, she couldn't form a complete sentence.

"Miss Shui, I did warn you to be careful not to get into the wrong bed," Song Qingshu opened his eyes and looked at her innocently.

"Weren't you paralyzed? I tied you up..." Shui Sheng looked around in disbelief.

"Looking for this?" Song Qingshu took out a light blue sash from his pocket, the one Shui Sheng had used to tie his hands, and sniffed it, "I'm a master, so naturally, I have my ways."

Seeing Shui Sheng snatch it away in a panic and hurriedly tidy her disheveled dress, Song Qingshu propped his head up with his hand, lying on his side and watching her calmly, "Miss Shui, you really don't need to be so nervous. Last night, I was even more virtuous than Liu Xiaohui. I didn't do anything, but..."

"But what?" Shui Sheng's eyes turned cold, staring at him nervously.

"But last night, someone kept rubbing against me and even held my hand to her chest..."

"Stop talking!" Shui Sheng was both embarrassed and angry, ...

Chapter 57: The Meeting of Three Beauties

"Shut up, no one thinks you're mute," Shui Sheng huffed, "I'll rest for a while. Don't blame me if you make noise and attract the guards. I'm dead anyway, so I'll stab you first, and we'll die together." She brandished the knife she had just taken out of her boot.

Looking at the gleaming dagger, Song Qingshu asked curiously, "Why didn't you stab me just now? Wouldn't that prevent me from revealing your whereabouts?"

Shui Sheng's face turned red, thinking to herself, "Although he talks badly, he has been somewhat nice to me. How could I bring myself to do it..."

"Oh, I get it," Song Qingshu shouted, "You must have fallen for my youth, handsomeness, and high martial arts skills. Your heart has secretly been given to me... Mmm... Mmm..."

Shui Sheng was startled by his sudden outburst and found his nonsense laughable. She couldn't take it anymore and took out her handkerchief from her pocket, stuffing it into Song Qingshu's mouth.

"Finally, some peace and quiet..." Shui Sheng sighed, lying down on the soft bed, wrapping herself in the blanket, and closing her eyes in contentment...

In her sleep, Shui Sheng felt a chill and instinctively moved closer to a warm spot behind her. She felt it was a warm bear fur coat and curled up, letting it cover her entire body.

The next morning, a scream broke the dawn's silence. Shui Sheng woke up to find that Song Qingshu had somehow moved behind her, her head resting on his arm, and her body curled up in his embrace. To her horror, her hand was holding his, ...

She pushed away his leg that was draped over her waist, her face pale as she pointed at Song Qingshu, "You... you... you..." At that moment, she couldn't form a complete sentence.

"Miss Shui, I did warn you to be careful not to get into the wrong bed," Song Qingshu opened his eyes and looked at her innocently.

"Weren't you paralyzed? I tied you up..." Shui Sheng looked around in disbelief.

"Looking for this?" Song Qingshu took out a light blue sash from his pocket, the one Shui Sheng had used to tie his hands, and sniffed it, "I'm a master, so naturally, I have my ways."

Seeing Shui Sheng snatch it away in a panic and hurriedly tidy her disheveled dress, Song Qingshu propped his head up with his hand, lying on his side and watching her calmly, "Miss Shui, you really don't need to be so nervous. Last night, I was even more virtuous than Liu Xiaohui. I didn't do anything, but..."

"But what?" Shui Sheng's eyes turned cold, staring at him nervously.

"But last night, someone kept rubbing against me and even held my hand to her chest..."

"Stop talking!" Shui Sheng was both embarrassed and angry, ...

Chapter 57: The Meeting of Three Beauties

"Shut up, no one thinks you're mute," Shui Sheng huffed, "I'll rest for a while. Don't blame me if you make noise and attract the guards. I'm dead anyway, so I'll stab you first, and we'll die together." She brandished the knife she had just taken out of her boot.

Looking at the gleaming dagger, Song Qingshu asked curiously, "Why didn't you stab me just now? Wouldn't that prevent me from revealing your whereabouts?"

Shui Sheng's face turned red, thinking to herself, "Although he talks badly, he has been somewhat nice to me. How could I bring myself to do it..."

"Oh, I get it," Song Qingshu shouted, "You must have fallen for my youth, handsomeness, and high martial arts skills. Your heart has secretly been given to me... Mmm... Mmm..."

Shui Sheng was startled by his sudden outburst and found his nonsense laughable. She couldn't take it anymore and took out her handkerchief from her pocket, stuffing it into Song Qingshu's mouth.

"Finally, some peace and quiet..." Shui Sheng sighed, lying down on the soft bed, wrapping herself in the blanket, and closing her eyes in contentment...

In her sleep, Shui Sheng felt a chill and instinctively moved closer to a warm spot behind her. She felt it was a warm bear fur coat and curled up, letting it cover her entire body.

The next morning, a scream broke the dawn's silence. Shui Sheng woke up to find that Song Qingshu had somehow moved behind her, her head resting on his arm, and her body curled up in his embrace. To her horror, her hand was holding his, ...

She pushed away his leg that was draped over her waist, her face pale as she pointed at Song Qingshu, "You... you... you..." At that moment, she couldn't form a complete sentence.

"Miss Shui, I did warn you to be careful not to get into the wrong bed," Song Qingshu opened his eyes and looked at her innocently.

"Weren't you paralyzed? I tied you up..." Shui Sheng looked around in disbelief.

"Looking for this?" Song Qingshu took out a light blue sash from his pocket, the one Shui Sheng had used to tie his hands, and sniffed it, "I'm a master, so naturally, I have my ways."

Seeing Shui Sheng snatch it away in a panic and hurriedly tidy her disheveled dress, Song Qingshu propped his head up with his hand, lying on his side and watching her calmly, "Miss Shui, you really don't need to be so nervous. Last night, I was even more virtuous than Liu Xiaohui. I didn't do anything, but..."

"But what?" Shui Sheng's eyes turned cold, staring at him nervously.

"But last night, someone kept rubbing against me and even held my hand to her chest..."

"Stop talking!" Shui Sheng was both embarrassed and angry, ...

Chapter 57: The Meeting of Three Beauties