Cheng Yaojia bit her lip, clearly wanting to say sothing several tis, but in the end, she said nothing.
Seeing this, Song Qingshu didn’t push her any further. He put down his chopsticks and walked over to the edge of the bed, saying, “Since you’re worried, let’s forget it. Ah, I’ve been exhausted all day, my back and waist are sore. Madam, why don’t you co and give
a massage?”
Cheng Yaojia felt both shy and angry. “I’m not your maid, why should I give you a massage?”
As a married woman, how could she engage in such intimate acts with another man? If word got out, her reputation would be ruined.
Song Qingshu chuckled, “I have my reasons. First, although I promised to let you go, don’t forget, you’re still my captive. If you provoke
and I change my mind, don’t co crying to . Second, if your husband really cos foolishly to rescue you, I can help you get him out too.”
“Really?” Cheng Yaojia’s anger turned to joy in an instant.
“A man’s word is his bond; once spoken, it’s as hard to retract as chasing a runaway horse,” Song Qingshu assured, patting his chest.
“It’s ‘as hard to retract as chasing four horses,’” Cheng Yaojia corrected him in a delicate voice, thinking that these Jurchens were truly uneducated, even with such high positions, their knowledge was only at this level.
Noticing the disdain in her eyes, Song Qingshu didn’t mind: “Instead of worrying about four or five horses, you should be more concerned about whether your husband will co to rescue you.”
“Why wouldn’t he co?” Cheng Yaojia was taken aback.
Song Qingshu smiled, “Husbands and wives are like birds of the sa forest; when disaster strikes, they fly their separate ways. This is a den of dragons and tigers; if he cos, it’s clearly a death sentence. Do you really think he would co?”
Cheng Yaojia’s face paled a bit. After thinking for a mont, she clenched her fists: “Husband is definitely not the kind of person who fears for his life. Unless he doesn’t know I’m here, he will surely co to rescue .”
Recalling the loving life they had shared over the years, Cheng Yaojia’s voice grew more resolute.
“Since you’re so certain, how about this: let’s make a bet. If your husband cos to rescue you, even if he fails and gets captured, I will let you both go. But if your husband doesn’t co to rescue you, then…” Song Qingshu deliberately paused, eyeing her aningfully.
Cheng Yaojia’s heart skipped a beat, and she hurriedly asked, “What… what are you thinking?”
“What do you think I’m thinking?” Song Qingshu laughed heartily. “If your husband doesn’t co to rescue you, I just need you to give
a back rub for a month, and afterward, I will let you go.”
Seeing the teasing look in his eyes, Cheng Yaojia finally realized she had misunderstood. Feeling embarrassed, she blurted out, “Let’s bet then.”
“Madam can co over now and give
a massage,” Song Qingshu said comfortably, lying on the bed and beckoning her over.
Cheng Yaojia hesitated for a long ti but eventually walked over, sitting at the edge of the bed. She hesitantly said, “I… I’ve never given anyone a back rub before. If I hurt you, please don’t hold it against .”
“With your delicate fra, even if you exert all your strength, you won’t be able to hurt ,” Song Qingshu replied dismissively with a smile.
Cheng Yaojia huffed in anger and deliberately applied a lot of force. However, not long after, her kind-hearted nature made her think about how lenient he was being with her. She felt it was too ungrateful to repay kindness with malice, so she gradually lessened her strength.
Song Qingshu let out a comfortable hum and hugged a pillow, closing his eyes, and the room fell into a tranquil silence.
Cheng Yaojia had never touched another man besides her husband. Now, as her fingers brushed against Song Qingshu’s body, her face turned red as if it would burst with water.
“Madam, are you feeling shy?” Song Qingshu suddenly said.
Cheng Yaojia, unwilling to lose face in front of a foreigner, stiffened her resolve and huffed, “I’m not shy at all!”
“But I clearly heard the lady’s heartbeat quicken several tis faster than usual. Since it’s not shyness, could it be that the lady has developed feelings for ?” Song Qingshu laughed.
Cheng Yaojia instantly stood up, her well-proportioned chest rising and falling rapidly: “If you keep talking nonsense, I… I won’t massage your shoulders anymore.”
Song Qingshu tugged at the corner of her clothing, urging her to sit back down, chuckling, “I just thought the house was too quiet and I wasn’t used to it, so I made a joke to lighten the mood. Please don’t be angry, my lady, continue, continue.”
Only then did Cheng Yaojia reluctantly sit back down, her fingers resting once more on his shoulder: “You… you’re clearly a good person, so why do you always like to provoke
on purpose?”
“My lady, please don’t be in a hurry to give
a ‘good person’ card; I can’t really be considered a good person,” Song Qingshu sighed deeply.
Back when he first arrived in this world, he had fantasized about keeping his hands clean of blood, but due to various twists of fate, he had no idea how many people had died by his hand. Coupled with his flirtatious nature, although most won he encountered were mutually attracted to him, there were still a few whom he had used underhanded ans to dominate. Was he really a good person? (G: no.)
Seeing the sadness reflected in his eyes, Cheng Yaojia’s heart trembled. This man, though rough on the outside, seed to possess a soft heart within.
The room fell silent again, and before they knew it, ti passed. As night gradually descended, a sudden commotion erupted outside.
Cheng Yaojia seed to recall sothing and hurriedly stood up, lifting her skirt to rush to the window to check, but unfortunately, all she could see was darkness outside, nothing was clear.
“What happened outside?” Song Qingshu sat up from the bed and asked the guard outside the door.
“Reporting to the Marshal, an assassin has infiltrated outside and was discovered by the guards. They have surrounded him, and it shouldn’t be long before he is captured,” the guard replied.
Cheng Yaojia panicked and quickly ran to Song Qingshu’s side, looking at him with pleading eyes. Song Qingshu signaled her to calm down, then instructed, “You take people to capture that person; don’t let him fall into the hands of the Qing people. Rember, do not harm his life.”
“Yes!” The guard, having received the order, imdiately called for others to rush to the assassin’s location.
“Thank you,” Cheng Yaojia looked at the man in front of her with a complex expression. When she had fallen into enemy hands earlier, she had thought it was all over for her, and even resolved that if she couldn’t keep her body pure, she would rather die to make a statent. But unexpectedly, this man’s attitude had made a complete turnaround, transforming from a beast into a gentleman.
“It is the lady’s charisma that has earned my respect; there is no need for thanks,” Song Qingshu replied. By this ti, the guards had already brought back a bound black-clothed man.
“Get down!” Two guards, fierce as wolves, kicked the back of the black-clothed man’s knees, forcing him to kneel awkwardly on the ground, and the black cloth covering his face was torn away.
“Guanying!” Upon seeing the black-clothed man’s face, Cheng Yaojia exclaid in surprise and hurried over.
The guards exchanged glances, confused about the current situation, and Song Qingshu waved his hand, signaling them to step outside first.
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