Chapter 105 Chapter 105 [VIP]

Chapter 105

Song Yunzhi waited outside for a long time and when no one came out, he went to the bathroom and called out, "Tong'er". There was no response, so he had to go in to check.

When he pushed aside the curtain of the bathroom, he saw the girl sitting in the bathtub, her head hanging on the edge, her eyes closed, and she was fast asleep.

The bathtub was filled with clear water, and the girl's body was immersed in the water, like a delicate flower full of mist blooming from the pool at night. The temperature of the water vapor made her body look pink, and the remaining mist could not cover her beauty. She appeared in his sight like this without any cover.

The impact was so great that Song Yunzhi forgot to move, his eyes fixed on her.

Their wedding night was special, as they did not consummate their marriage.

Their previous intimacy consisted of just kisses. The most intimate time they had ever been together was when he revealed himself to her. He had never even seen a glimpse of what lay beneath her clothes...

Now it is all in sight.

Blood rushed through his body, instantly congealing in a certain spot. Song Yunzhi didn't call for the maid to come in and help. He fished the woman out of the water, carried her outside, and laid her on the bed. He wrapped her in a cloth, trying not to touch her body. He wiped the moisture off her body and wrung out her hair. Just as he was about to dress her, he noticed her mumbling softly, as if she were waking up. He stopped and pulled the blanket next to her over her.

He lay beside her for more than half an hour, and the pain in his body had reached its limit. He absolutely could not sleep with her like this, and he could not fall asleep.

Song Yunzhi stood up, and his wrist was suddenly grabbed by a hand from behind.

He turned around.

The sleeping girl slowly opened her eyes. Although her eyes were sleepy, they revealed a determination to achieve her goal. She asked softly, "Is the wound on the prince's back okay?"

Song Yunzhi stared at her.

Qian Tong didn't realize she had just fallen asleep. She had returned tonight with the intention of making up for last night's wedding night with the prince. She couldn't rest easy until she had accomplished what she wanted to do. Seeing Song Yunzhi's doubtful expression, she took the initiative to invite him, "If it's possible, prince, please take me tonight."

Since she married him, she wanted to be a real couple with him.

Song Yunzhi looked at her silently for a long time, suppressed the surging desire in his heart, and said hoarsely: "You are tired, rest first, you can do it tomorrow..." Before he finished speaking, she guided his palm under the quilt and placed it on her chest. Song Yunzhi could not see anything through the quilt, but the sense of his palm was infinitely magnified at that moment.

Qian Tong imitated the way he treated her that night and slowly walked around holding his hand.

The rough palm slid across her skin, and she couldn't help but shudder but didn't stop.

Finally, move him down.

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The curtains on the bed were not drawn, and the light from a large candle shone in. The spine of the young man kneeling on the bed was so tense that the gauze slowly became soaked with blood.

He supported himself on top of her and leaned over to kiss her lips. His lips and tongue were hot and fiery, and his disordered and rapid breathing was particularly clear in the silent night.

His lips moved to her neck, following the same path she had guided his hand to...

The moment the covers were removed from her body, Qian Tong's sleepiness disappeared completely. The warmth from the young man ignited her, boiling the night...

The flames burned until the second half of the night, swaying rapidly. Qian Tong's vision was shaking and he could not see clearly. Rays of white light bloomed in his mind, responding to the young man's passion with the most dazzling charm in the world.

Both of them have a fighting spirit that is willing to risk their lives.

To make up for that bloody wedding banquet, moved by the hard-won present moment, they wished they could crush each other to pieces, leaving indelible marks on each other...

When it calmed down, I didn't know what time it was outside.

Qian Tong felt some blood on his palm and wanted to get up to check, but his legs were sore and weak that he couldn't lift them up...

The price of indulgence is that one person will feel sore all over, sleep until the afternoon, and then go to the doctor early in the morning to get medicine.

Chen Che also came to change the dressing, but his torn flesh was already scabbing over. He turned his head to look at the cracks on Song Yunzhi's back, "tsk", and exclaimed: "The human body is indispensable. Brother Song, you can't just favor one part and ignore the life and death of other parts. Are you throwing your life away..."

Song Yunzhi didn't respond and asked him, "How is your injury?"

He still had the leisure to care about himself. Chen Che pulled up his shirt and said with a smile: "Brother Song was whipped for sixty times and still full of energy, getting married and having a bridal chamber. I was only whipped forty times and lay in bed for two days without doing anything. What can I do..."

As he said this, he thought of the maid from the Qian family.

If she hadn't seen me, she wouldn't have put away the knife so quickly that night.

Whether it was out of guilt or apology, the forty lashes could be regarded as a stick of incense that he gave to Fu Yin.

After putting on his clothes, Chen Che said to him: "Brother Song, my aunt has sent me a letter. I will return to Dongdu tomorrow." With Pu Huailang's death, the four major families no longer existed. Their original mission was completed.

Brother Song had just gotten married, so he probably wouldn’t be able to leave for a while. Shen Che said, “Brother Song, can I pass it on for you first?”

The medicine is working.

Seeing that he didn't say anything for a long time, Chen Che thought that he had nothing to say. He was planning to talk to him about the case of King Pingchang before leaving, when he heard him say: "No one knows the affairs of Yangzhou better than you. If there are any false rumors in the court, please correct them. I won't be back so soon." Recently, the Hu people have been rampant and pirates have appeared frequently. If the Pu family's strait line is breached, Yangzhou will fall into another disaster.

, reported the situation.

Deep understanding.

Once the news of his marriage to Madam Qian spread to Kyoto, it would surely cause an uproar. A prince married the daughter of a merchant. Simple-minded people would say that he was seduced by beauty, while those with deep thoughts would inevitably develop a mean-spirited mind and say that the Yong'an Marquisate colluded with the merchants and gained benefits.

He was assured of this, and Shen Che said, “With me here, who dares to say bad things about your brother Song.”

Song Yunzhi probably knew that he didn't understand, so he said bluntly: "I mean, when you talk to His Majesty, say a few good words for her."

Chen Che was stunned for a moment, but before Song Yunzhi could roll his eyes, he finally understood. "Don't worry, Brother Song, I will definitely praise her as a fairy. And does Madam Qian need my praise? She is a down-to-earth person, caring about the people, chivalrous, intelligent, kind-hearted, and beautiful...Brother Song, marrying her is a blessing accumulated for eight lifetimes..."

Song Yunzhi looked at him calmly.

Chen Che stopped joking and got down to business. "I will take Prince Pingchang back to Kyoto and hand him over to His Majesty. I will personally monitor Master Qian's case and return the favor to him."

After Fu Yin died that night, King Pingchang originally wanted to escape, but he was captured and brought back. Instead of sending him to the prefectural government, he was directly locked up in the military camp, completely cutting off his hope of escape.

He had originally intended to report the incident in detail when he returned that day, but something happened later, and everyone was busy with their own affairs, so he never had the chance to speak. He only handed the report to Song Yunzhi and said, "This time, I was able to successfully capture the family of the Prince of Pingchang and interrogate the situation back then. There is one person who played an indispensable role. Although I have already written in the report to Brother Song, I still want to tell you in person that Lan Yizhi is a talented person. This time, I will plead with His Majesty to consider the appropriate punishment for the Lan family."

Song Yunzhi read the petition and had no objection to it.

"By the way, I have captured all the people from the Pingchang Palace, except for the little princess, whose whereabouts I don't know. If Brother Song has any news in Yangzhou, please send a message to me."

"good."

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Chen Che left the Qian family and went to the prefectural government.

Feng Yuan and Wang Zhao did not sleep all night last night and sorted out the case of the bandits entering the city.

Little Master... he is no longer Little Master. Let's call him the son of a bandit for now. After all, the term "illegitimate child" really damages the reputation of the government.

After seeking the emperor's approval, Feng Yuan posted the details of the bandit's son's crimes on the imperial notice the next morning, thus clearing Duan Yuanjin and Madam Qian's name.

Duan Yuanjin can no longer be called Duan Yuanjin.

Since he is the biological son of the King, he should be called Pei Mozi.

Knowing that Chen Che was about to leave for Beijing, Feng Yuan entrusted the hot potato, Madam Guo Mo, to him. "It's the same whether you bet on one or two. With Chen Mozi here, we can all rest assured."

Chen Che lost his temper, "Don't worry about it, this is embarrassing for me, should I treat her as the Queen or a criminal?" He asked doubtfully, "What about the Queen? He won't go back? He will personally escort her..."

Feng Yuan sighed, "My own son died at my hands. This grief will take time to heal. I stayed here, probably wanting to take one last look at the remains..."

Shen Che could only accept it.

"Let me make it clear first, I don't have much patience to serve her... If she dares to do anything weird, I won't be polite." In the final analysis, this whole thing was caused by her. She condoned the fake son's evil deeds, so Shen Che didn't have a good attitude towards her.

If something like this happened, rumors would quickly spread back to Kyoto, and the Queen Mother would be doomed. Feng Yuan said, "Chen Mozi, just send the person back to the Queen Mother's Mansion."

Shen Che said nothing more.

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Mrs. Guo Mo had been locked up by Mr. Guo Mo for a night. When she woke up from her coma, she was still in consciousness and didn't understand why things had come to this.

Overnight, both her biological son and adopted son died, and she was completely disgraced. The king gave her a divorce letter, asking her to die on her own.

But what did she do wrong?

After she gave birth to the eldest son of the Pei family, she suffered a hemorrhage and was told by the doctor that she would never be able to have children again. She was unable to have children, but King Moye was able to. He took back two concubines, and within a year, he had two more sons. She was afraid that she would not be able to find a son, and that the son she found would not grow up to be what King Moye expected.

The Pei family was demoted to Shuzhou. She was terrified of the hard times they had endured in those years. Now that she had finally gotten through them, she only wanted to consolidate her position. Was she wrong?

It's too late to say anything now.

The King hated her so much that he wanted to kill her.

Wasn't she a good mother, and was he a good son? She had gone through so much trouble to find him, but he had been tainted by the bandit's murderous nature, learning to kill at the age of four, and digging up corpses at the age of seven. Even after his death, he had left her, a mother, despised by everyone.

She doesn't regret it!

Madam Guo Mo tried hard to deny her mistakes, using various excuses to numb herself, gritting her teeth and repeating over and over again, "I don't regret it, I don't regret it..."

When she saw Qian Tong standing in front of her again, Mrs. Guo Mo suddenly became agitated and stood up to pounce on her.

Qian Tong stood calmly outside the prison door, watching her trapped inside by the cell's walls, and said calmly, "I came here today to tell you two things."

"First, the four-year-old murder that Madam mentioned was when he saw Madam in danger and killed the bandits who attacked Madam in order to save you. However, he didn't expect to scare Madam."

"Secondly, what Madam said about the seven-year-old digging up corpses was that he was searching for his father among the pile of corpses. Everyone thought Old Master Duan was dead, but he didn't believe it and kept searching through the bodies one by one. Madam should have felt regret at that moment, missing out on such a good son."

Mrs. Guo Mo stared at her blankly.

Qian Tong smiled at her and asked, "Why do you think Old Master Duan, who raised him for over a decade, developed a father-son relationship with him, but Guo Moye didn't feel that way and wanted to kill Xiao Moye without hesitation?" Qian Tong looked at Madam Guo Mo's pale face and gave her the answer, "Because Madam gave birth to a good son."

"He's never shed innocent blood. The year I met him, his clothes were shabby, while his father's were always freshly dressed. His men are currently fighting pirates in a desperate battle along the strait. If nothing unexpected happens, he will achieve meritorious service and, as he wished in his lifetime, obtain a position of some kind, and bring his father along to enjoy the joys of family life. But now, my lady has arrived, along with her adopted son. You want him dead, and he has no choice but to agree."

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Qian Tong only heard the news that evening, saying that Madam Guo Mo had gone mad when she left the prefectural government.

Qian Tong actually thought highly of her.

I thought she would end her life by herself because she couldn't bear to give up her life. But if she really wanted to die, she wouldn't be the queen who would abandon her own son.

Late at night, Qian Tong pushed open a secret door. When he went in, Duan Yuanjin had already woken up and was packing his bags.

Qian Tong said: "I have prepared the carriage."

"I've packed too." Duan Yuanjin turned around, his expression normal, and hung his bag on his shoulder, ready to set off at any time.

The fake death drug allowed him to deceive the emperor, and from then on, there was no Pei Yancong or Duan Yuanjin in this world. Qian Tong couldn't think of what his next surname should be. "How about taking my surname, Qian?"