Her question startled the young palace maids.

Before they could reply, there was a knock on the door.

"Miss Song, are you okay?"

The person who spoke was not Xiahou Chongyuan, but Song Qingxue felt that the voice sounded familiar.

"alright."

She responded and asked the maid beside her to open the door.

Then she walked out, supported by a palace maid.

Xiahou Chongyuan was still sitting in the wheelchair. Ever since she turned away from the dressing table, his eyes had been fixed on her.

Song Qingxue came closer and saw that he was looking at her. She coughed twice a little unnaturally and said, "Is the banquet about to start?"

"Um."

Xiahou Chongyuan curled his lips and chuckled, but his eyes did not move away.

"I knew you would look beautiful in this dress."

The Regent's praise was always direct and to the point.

If he says it looks good, then it really looks good.

Even Lin Xian, who was standing behind him, showed a rare look of praise and said, "Your Highness does have good taste."

Song Qingxue only noticed him when he opened his mouth.

"Lin Xian, I haven't seen you for a long time. How is your recovery?"

She hasn't seen Lin Xian since the night the palace was attacked by an assassin. It has been a month.

"My subordinate is now fully recovered, thanks to Miss Song's miraculous healing skills, who saved my life."

Song Qingxue nodded and didn't ask any more questions.

She was afraid that if she spoke a few more words to him, the coldness in Xiahou Chongyuan's eyes would freeze her into an ice sculpture.

I am speechless and don’t know what made this man angry.

Could she possibly uncover his secrets with just a few words?

Given Lin Xian's loyalty to him, she estimated that even if she gave him 100,000 gold, he would not be willing to leave Xiahou Chongyuan.

Xiahou Chongyuan: ...

In short, I am very speechless.

Is this what he cares about?

Humph! Stupid woman.

He was simply expressing his dissatisfaction with her double standard behavior. This woman could talk to other men so naturally, but why did she feel like she was dying when she talked to him?

…

Song Qingxue followed him to the Tianhe Temple, which was located in a very spiritual place.

She just wanted to ask, who arranged this seat?

Why didn't she, a young lady from a general's mansion, sit next to the general, but sat next to the regent?

Xiahou Chongyuan took a look at her expression, moved closer to her and said, "I am worried that you are too far away, and I will not be able to protect you if something unexpected happens."

"There are guards everywhere here, and my father and brother are here, so what can go wrong?"

I want your protection!

This girl is very good at martial arts!

Although she had only been learning martial arts for a short time, she had already mastered all the Song family's spear techniques!

Even Song Qingfeng praised her as an excellent martial arts talent, and that she was able to completely learn the Song family's spear skills in just one month. If you count back three hundred years, she was the only one in their Song family who could do this.

Xiahou Chongyuan wanted to laugh when he heard her unconvinced rebuttal, but he was very surprised when he heard the rest.

He had seen the Song family's entire set of shooting skills.

The basic moves of this gun technique are very complicated, but the essence lies in its cunning and changeable nature.

He had sparred with Song Qingfeng several times before, but every time he faced him, he felt that he was not using the same shooting skills.

To put it bluntly, the variety of the Song family's spear techniques will make it impossible for the opponent to figure out the next move, and this will remain the case no matter how many times they have fought with them.

Over the past few hundred years, the Song family has always held great power in the court and has remained standing, relying on this set of spear skills to fight in the battlefield and repeatedly make meritorious deeds.

It is difficult for opponents to find their flaws if they don't know their next move.

But how could Song Qingxue learn such complicated shooting skills in just one month?

This cannot be described with just a phrase such as "a talented martial artist". It would be unreasonable not to praise her as a genius!

However, after Song Qingxue said this, he actually wanted to have a discussion with her.

Thinking of this, Xiahou Chongyuan spoke again.

"I heard that you have been learning martial arts from the young general these days. When will you be free to spar with me?"

"This, this is not good."

"Oh? Why is it bad?"

"I'm afraid I might hurt you if I don't know how to control my strength."

"It's okay. I'll pardon you first. If you really hurt me, you can heal me yourself."

"Forehead……"

For some reason, listening to Xiahou Chongyuan say this, she inexplicably felt as if he had some special masochistic fetish.

No offense, but the sense of déjà vu is really strong!

Xiahou Chongyuan narrowed his eyes and stared at her, feeling speechless.

He just wanted to compete with her and test her bottom line, why did she have a masochistic tendency?

What strange things does this woman think about all day long?

Before he could open his mouth to criticize her, he heard the eunuch's shrill and piercing voice coming from outside the hall.

"The Emperor has arrived——"

"The Queen Mother has arrived—"

As soon as the voice fell, Xiahou Le was seen supporting the Queen Mother and walking into the palace slowly.

After the two men sat down, everyone in the hall stood up and bowed upwards.

"Long live the emperor!"

"Long live the Queen Mother!"

Xiahou Le was very happy today. After everyone's voices fell, he smiled and said, "My dear ministers and envoys, please don't be polite. Please sit down."

Everyone thanked him and sat down.

Because this was a grand banquet to entertain foreign envoys, everyone seemed rather reserved at the banquet.

After everyone sat down, piano music began to sound in the hall, followed by a group of dancers dressed in fairy-like clothes walking on clouds and mist into the hall.

Facing a large group of dancers who looked like fairies, Song Qingxue couldn't help but cast her eyes on lsp, and the more she looked, the more excited she became.

Xiahou Chongyuan was already accustomed to this kind of scene and was not interested at this moment.

Subconsciously, I glanced at her, but saw that her eyes lingered for a few times without turning back, so I couldn't help but ask, "Do you like this dance very much?"

"No, I don't understand anything." Song Qingxue's answer was very frank.

"Then what are you staring at?"

"Look at the beauty! Are you also looking at Xiahou...Chun who is sitting opposite?"

Song Qingxue's eyes suddenly widened, and then quickly looked away.

He reached out and gently tugged at Xiahou Chongyuan's sleeves a few times, "Why is Xiahou Chun staring at me? Are you trying to harm me at the banquet?"

She covered her mouth with her other hand and spoke in a very low voice.

"I think he is a toad wanting to eat swan flesh. I don't know what he is plotting against me!"

Long before the dancer entered the room, he noticed that Xiahou Jun was looking at Song Qingxue, but with so many envoys from other countries in the palace, he didn't know what to say.

"Huh?" What is he saying? Why do I feel like I don't understand?

Song Qingxue was full of questions.

Xiahou Chongyuan saw what was going on in Xiahou Chun's eyes, but he didn't tell her. He just said calmly, "It's okay, ignore him."

"But, he's staring at me like that, I feel so terrified!"

Xiahou Chongyuan sneered and glanced sideways at Xiahou Chun.

"Don't be afraid, there will be more thrilling things later."

Song Qingxue was even more confused. "What do you mean? Don't play dumb with me!"

Xiahou Chongyuan raised his chin towards the front and side.

"Here I am."