Chapter 90

Chapter 89: The More You Walk at Night, the More Likely You Are to Encounter a Ghost

"You are shameless!" Xia Qingqing was so angry that her whole body trembled, and she glared at him fiercely.

"Don't look at me like that," Song Qing said while taking off his clothes, "Besides, that day at the Yangzhou Lichun Courtyard, I saw what I should and shouldn't see, and touched what I should and shouldn't touch. Why are you reacting so strongly?"

"Don't mention it!" Thinking of that night's tender and intimate moments, Xia Qingqing felt an overwhelming sense of frustration.

"If you don't want to mention it, then I won't." Song Qing sighed. The beauty in front of him was now left in only a white undergarment, standing there gracefully.

Feeling Song Qing carrying her to the bed, Xia Qingqing was frightened and her face turned pale: "I never thought you would be this kind of person!"

"You thought I killed your husband, didn't you? Since that's the case, I might as well..." Song Qing's eyes scanned her body with a strange look, making Xia Qingqing instinctively shrink back. "Hehe, I might as well take you. Killing a man and taking his wife—what a great pleasure in life!"

Thinking he would scare her into screaming, he was surprised when Xia Qingqing instead smiled sweetly: "I know you won't."

"Uh..." With her confident look, Song Qing's wicked intentions came to a halt.

However, he didn't know that Xia Qingqing's sweet smile hid a cold heart. She was thinking: I have to麻痹 (paralyze) him with soft words for now. Once my acupoints are unblocked, I must...

"See, I didn't lie to you. I just borrowed your clothes." After putting her on the bed, Song Qing turned around and put on the night clothes he had taken off.

"Hmm?" Xia Qingqing looked at him in confusion, wondering what he was up to.

"These clothes are a bit tight," Song Qing said, moving his arms and legs, frowning. "By the way, I'm missing something."

Xia Qingqing saw him turn to the table, pick up two apples, and stuff them into his chest. He cupped them with his hands and said contentedly, "Hmm, just the right size. Now I look like a woman."

Gradually understanding his plan, Xia Qingqing couldn't help but laugh at his comical appearance, and the gloom in her heart finally lifted.

"I need to borrow your Golden Snake Sword for a moment." After covering his face with a veil, Song Qing put her Golden Snake Sword on his back. "I need to make the imperial guards believe you've left the palace. Otherwise, they will eventually find you here." With that, he jumped out the window and ran toward the noisy guards.

A group of imperial guards were searching for the female assassin. Suddenly, they saw a black shadow flash by. The figure's curvy outline and the Golden Snake Sword on its back were so distinctive that it was as if it was shouting, "I'm the female assassin, come and catch me, come and catch me..." Dolong shouted and led the guards in pursuit.

With Song Qing's lightness of foot, the guards would never catch up to him. However, to let the imperial guards witness the 'assassin' escaping from the palace, Chapter 89: The More You Walk at Night, the More Likely You Are to Encounter a Ghost

he intentionally slowed down.

Song Qing's toes touched the ground, and his figure darted several yards. He was leisurely flying a kite when his face suddenly changed, and he stopped, looking warily at the red-clad figure in front of him, beads of cold sweat breaking out.

"Today is so lively in the palace. I was curious to see who the high-ranking person was, and it turns out to be such a coincidence." Dongfang Bubai smiled at Song Qing.

Song Qing almost pulled off his veil and called out "Brother," but thinking that Kangxi would know he was harboring an assassin, all his previous efforts and plans would be in vain. He had to tough it out and pinched his nose, letting out a cold snort.

"A woman with such an ugly voice can't be very pretty," Dongfang Bubai wrinkled his nose in disgust. "Let me purify the environment." As he spoke, his figure disappeared from the spot.

Having seen Dongfang Bubai's moves several times, Song Qing was on high alert. Seeing him disappear, he quickly used the Sand Walking technique to move several yards away, drew the Golden Snake Sword, and stood guard.

"Hmm?" Dongfang Bubai missed his target and looked at him with great interest. "Your lightness of foot is quite impressive... The sword in your hand is the Golden Snake Sword. Could you be the wife of Yuan Chengzhi?"

Hearing his teasing, Song Qing shuddered all over. Thinking of his male lover, Yang Lianting, he felt a tightening in his lower abdomen and quickly used the Sand Walking technique to run out of the palace.

Dongfang Bubai laughed heartily: "Interesting, interesting. I've been lacking a concubine recently. I've never tried a widow before. No matter how much you scream, no one will save you, hahaha..." With that, a red figure flashed and chased after Song Qing at high speed.

The more he said this, the more terrified Song Qing became, and the faster he ran.

Running all the way, Song Qing felt nothing but regret: "This is karma, all karma. Just after teasing Xia Qingqing, I'm about to lose my chastity."

"Little lady, you run pretty fast." Dongfang Bubai followed closely, secretly amazed. This woman's lightness of foot was probably not inferior to the old eunuch from last time. In terms of agility and evasion, she might be far inferior to the Sunflower Old Ancestor and himself, but in terms of straight-line speed, he almost couldn't catch up.

When he realized he couldn't shake off Dongfang Bubai no matter how hard he tried, Song Qing decided to make a last stand. He knew Dongfang Bubai's internal strength was definitely deeper than his. If he kept running, he would eventually have no resistance left. A flash of inspiration came to him, and he thought of a glimmer of hope.

"Hey, little lady, why did you stop running?" Seeing her stop, Dongfang Bubai stood leisurely on a rooftop, smiling at her.

Song Qing didn't answer, holding the sword in front of him, his mind entering a state of calm like an ancient well.

"Your husband wasn't even a match for me. Why are you doing this, little lady?" Dongfang Bubai smiled and flew over.

Song Qing's internal strength shook, and the Golden Snake Sword shot toward the opponent. At the same time, he swung his palms to meet the attack.

Dongfang Bubai smiled and easily dodged the flying Golden Snake Sword, exchanging several moves in the blink of an eye.

Just as he was about to praise her martial arts, Dongfang Bubai's ears perked up, and he quickly disappeared, dodging the returning Golden Snake Sword.

Standing several yards away, Dongfang Bubai watched the Golden Snake Sword circling around her, protecting her body with unpredictable movements. He said solemnly, "Is this the legendary sword control technique?"

The last time the wooden sword left his body and injured Hong Antong, Song Qing had a great revelation. Later, in the quiet of the night, he carefully thought about the sword control technique. Finally, he figured out how to control the flying sword with a force similar to the Dragon Seizing technique, while still using his palm techniques. Of course, the coordination between his palm and sword was still very clumsy, but facing Dongfang Bubai, he had to use his best skills.

"Little lady, I didn't expect your martial arts to be even higher than your husband's. Now I'm even more interested in you." Dongfang Bubai's eyes sparkled with strange light, staring intently at Song Qing. Chapter 90: Burst

Song Qing tightly closed his lips, not saying a word.

"Little lady, are you mute?" After a long monologue, Dongfang Bubai found it a bit boring and said, "Are you upset by what I said earlier? Don't take it to heart, I was just joking."

Song Qing looked at him strangely, wondering why Dongfang Bubai suddenly became so talkative and so greedy for his 'beauty.' Did he still have that function?

"Since you won't speak, I'll pull off your veil and see if you're beautiful or ugly." As soon as he finished speaking, a silver needle slipped between his fingers and he flicked it.

Ding! Song Qing felt a powerful force on the Golden Snake Sword, almost losing control. However, the sword was deflected by the silver needle, and Dongfang Bubai took the opportunity to close in within three feet of Song Qing.

Song Qing quickly used the Emei Sect's Golden Top Cotton Palm and the Nine Blocking Hands to block and parry. Dongfang Bubai effortlessly deflected his moves while praising, "To use two ordinary Emei Sect techniques so skillfully, your martial arts are truly impressive."

Song Qing frowned. Every move Dongfang Bubai made was like a game, and using only the Golden Top Cotton Palm and the Nine Blocking Hands, he was already struggling. However, he had no intention of using more powerful techniques like the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms. He kept using women's techniques.

If Dongfang Bubai hadn't been trying to lift his veil, Song Qing would have died many times over.

Understanding his opponent's intentions, Song Qing completely abandoned defending the rest of his body and focused all his efforts on protecting his face.

After more than twenty moves, Dongfang Bubai became increasingly frustrated. The veil was guarded so tightly that he couldn't succeed no matter how many times he tried. "Little lady, your fighting style is too unfair. This is your fault. If you keep fighting like this, I'll touch the rest of your body."

Song Qing shuddered but, thinking of the glimmer of hope he had been plotting, he had to endure the nausea and stand his ground.

"Still not defending the rest of your body?" Dongfang Bubai sneered, "Do you really think I won't touch you?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Song Qing felt a slap on his buttocks, making his heart skip a beat. He continued to guard his face.

"How ugly are you that you won't let me see your face?" Seeing that touching her buttocks didn't affect her, Dongfang Bubai became a bit angry, thinking, "You're a woman, and you let me touch your buttocks. You won't let me touch your chest, right?"

Deciding on this, Dongfang Bubai changed his moves and directly aimed for her chest, thinking that the gap created by her blocking would allow him to pull off her veil and see her true face.

Seeing his move, Song Qing's eyes showed a hint of joy. Not only did he not dodge, but he also pushed his chest forward.

"Pop!" A crisp sound, and Dongfang Bubai only Chapter 90: Burst

Song Qing tightly closed his lips, not saying a word.

"Little lady, are you mute?" After a long monologue, Dongfang Bubai found it a bit boring and said, "Are you upset by what I said earlier? Don't take it to heart, I was just joking."

Song Qing looked at him strangely, wondering why Dongfang Bubai suddenly became so talkative and so greedy for his 'beauty.' Did he still have that function?

"Since you won't speak, I'll pull off your veil and see if you're beautiful or ugly." As soon as he finished speaking, a silver needle slipped between his fingers and he flicked it.

Ding! Song Qing felt a powerful force on the Golden Snake Sword, almost losing control. However, the sword was deflected by the silver needle, and Dongfang Bubai took the opportunity to close in within three feet of Song Qing.

Song Qing quickly used the Emei Sect's Golden Top Cotton Palm and the Nine Blocking Hands to block and parry. Dongfang Bubai effortlessly deflected his moves while praising, "To use two ordinary Emei Sect techniques so skillfully, your martial arts are truly impressive."

Song Qing frowned. Every move Dongfang Bubai made was like a game, and using only the Golden Top Cotton Palm and the Nine Blocking Hands, he was already struggling. However, he had no intention of using more powerful techniques like the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms. He kept using women's techniques.

If Dongfang Bubai hadn't been trying to lift his veil, Song Qing would have died many times over.

Understanding his opponent's intentions, Song Qing completely abandoned defending the rest of his body and focused all his efforts on protecting his face.

After more than twenty moves, Dongfang Bubai became increasingly frustrated. The veil was guarded so tightly that he couldn't succeed no matter how many times he tried. "Little lady, your fighting style is too unfair. This is your fault. If you keep fighting like this, I'll touch the rest of your body."

Song Qing shuddered but, thinking of the glimmer of hope he had been plotting, he had to endure the nausea and stand his ground.

"Still not defending the rest of your body?" Dongfang Bubai sneered, "Do you really think I won't touch you?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Song Qing felt a slap on his buttocks, making his heart skip a