Chapter 892 Take Her Away
When Song Chunxue returned to the manor, Xie Zheng had already been kidnapped, and the manor lord and a group of servants were in a panic.
Zhuang Jun was so anxious that she burst into tears. When she saw Song Chunxue return, she ran up to her and could barely speak.
"Master Song, just now... just now a man in black appeared. We didn't even get a good look at him. Lord Xie... Lord Xie has been kidnapped. Please go and rescue him."
She's clearly in charge here, able to manage dozens of people, but at this moment she's panicking like a little girl.
As someone who has been through it all, Song Chunxue understands the special feelings Zhuang Jun has for Xie Zheng.
"Don't worry, we will definitely bring him back. Take good care of this place, and we'll come back here next time."
After saying that, Song Chunxue affixed an invisibility talisman and flew away on her sword.
Which direction did he go?
Song Chunxue asked Wuyou.
[I advise you not to be rash. Let Zhao Jin and Han Qingfeng go to the royal villa first, then try to reason with them. They are both scholars, and they know how to speak properly. If they can't reach an agreement, then you should play the role of a reckless man... a reckless woman, feigning madness or acting strangely. Only tactics that normal people would use should be employed.]
Wuyou's rational voice sounded like a Confucian scholar, which made Song Chunxue very angry, but she couldn't refute it.
[It's too early for you to go now. Besides, Xie Zheng is different now than before. His Cangyun Sword... I really don't know why he would name it something as tacky as 'Weixue,' so effeminate. A man who falls in love late in life is truly terrifying.]
[…Should we have him change it back next time?]
Soon, Song Chunxue smiled.
That's just an outsider's perspective. Relationships are a matter between two people, and outsiders will definitely feel uncomfortable seeing it. He just wanted me to know that he cares about me.
【Ha!】
[However, "Cangyun Sword" does sound nice; I'll have him change it back later.]
【Ha!】
Song Chunxue ignored Wuyou and returned to the Zhao residence, only to realize that her senior brother and Daoist Han were not there.
Afterwards, she asked Song Che for the address of the Royal Villa.
Song Che, who was keeping accounts, put down his brush. His face, which was slightly plumper than before, was calm and composed, and the fierceness between his brows and eyes had completely disappeared.
Right now, no one would believe that Song Che was once the leader of the evil cultivators.
The Song Che before me could be described as a pale-faced scholar.
“I’ll lead the way for you, but Master Song must protect my safety.” He raised his arm and said casually, “I’ve been there before. If I’m recognized, my entire family might be executed.”
Without giving it any further thought, Song Chunxue immediately nodded, "Okay."
Song Che walked to the door and said, "Please come in, Daoist Master."
Song Chunxue stepped out of the door and casually asked, "Do your people in your clan know where you are?"
“It will be very difficult. If nothing unexpected happens, I will be the only one left in our clan, but I am also afraid of dying.” Song Che smiled with an overly pale face. “I haven’t even been able to continue the family line yet.”
This person always gave Song Chunxue a strange feeling, so she cautiously replied, "Then why don't you continue?"
Given his past status, let alone continuing the family line, he could easily have ten or eight children.
"I lost interest in women even before I became the leader of the heretical cultivators."
Song Chunxue suddenly looked up.
"I'm sorry to disappoint you. I have no interest in men. I only care about cultivation, not lust. I only think about how to become stronger and how to cultivate more effectively to the point of becoming a demon."
He said calmly and expressionlessly, "It's a pity I didn't become a demon, and I was even captured by you and forced back to my original form by your sword."
Wuyou popped up and floated smugly in front of Song Che.
“But you look much better now. Before, you looked like a living ghost. You had a pretty face, but you were as thin as a stick. Even my sword couldn’t stand you.”
Song Che glanced at Wuyou, then stood still with his hands behind his back. "You're clearly a sword, you shouldn't be able to talk. You're scarier than a ghost."
"How dare you! Believe me or not, I'll stab you a few more times!" Wuyou rushed up to Song Che, her aura fierce.
"Come on, you've eaten my arm before anyway, what's wrong with giving you another one?"
"..." Song Chunxue looked at Song Che's arm, which had been severed and then restored, and felt uncomfortable all over.
"Tch, a good horse doesn't turn back to eat the grass it already grazed." Wuyou swayed along ahead. "Since you insist on going to see Lord Xie now, hurry up, lest he get molested."
Song Chunxue flicked him.
"Wait a minute." Song Che looked at Song Chunxue. "If the Daoist Master brings something with him, he can surely win a great victory with a little trick."
...
Half an hour later, Song Chunxue arrived alone in the garden of the royal villa by flying on her sword. There she saw the emperor in a bright yellow robe and Xie Zheng with a cold face.
"Ah Xue, you shouldn't have come."
Xie Zheng stood up from the rosewood armchair and strode towards Song Chunxue.
Not far away, the emperor, sitting in front of the chessboard, calmly raised his hand and said, "Take it."
Xie Zheng held Song Chunxue's hand tightly. "Let's go."
Song Chunxue pressed his arm and shook her head slightly, "Wait."
With a wave of her hand, Song Che appeared before them.
He bowed to the emperor and said, "My name is Song Che, and I pay my respects to Your Majesty."
Just moments ago, the emperor was confident of victory and seemed to be able to finally hold his head high. Suddenly, he stood up from his chair as if facing a formidable enemy.
"You...you're not..." He pointed at Song Che, frowning as he asked urgently, "Why are you with him?"
Song Chunxue thought to herself, "So Song Che wasn't lying; they really had met before."
Song Che didn't specify the exact occasion or what had happened.
"Your Majesty, I am now at the command of Daoist Song."
The Emperor's gaze fell on Song Chunxue again, his brows furrowing deeper and deeper, and the emotions in his eyes shifting rapidly.
Song Chunxue decided not to speculate, but was certain that this Song Che had previously made the Emperor wary.
"Your Majesty, Lord Xie is a senior official in the court. If you want to see him, there's no need to send assassins to kill me and then kidnap him, is there?"
Song Chunxue took two steps forward, and the Emperor followed by taking two steps back, full of vigilance.
"How dare you! Is this how you speak to me?"
Song Chunxue continued forward, a smile on her face, and said in a gentle voice, "You're going to kill me, why should I care about my tone of voice? So what if he's the Emperor? Does that mean he can do whatever he wants?"
Then, she laughed and said the things that no one should have said to him.
"Moreover, as you know, the fate of this empire is nearing its end. Even if you do whatever you want, you have to hurry. Of course, the more unrestrained you are, the faster this empire will collapse."
Someone rushed up to the Emperor, pointing a sword at Song Chunxue, shouting, "Insolence! Take another step forward, and you will be killed without mercy!"
"Oh?" Song Chunxue took out a whisk from her storage ring and held it in her hand. "Then kill one and let me see?"
Just as the people around were about to rush forward, they were suddenly stunned by the scene before them.
Suddenly, a colossal creature appeared behind Song Chunxue, and its mere snort sent chills down everyone's spine.
The Emperor even sat down on the ground, exclaiming, "This...this is a Qilin?"
"Where did this evil Taoist come from, daring to use illusions on me? Seize him!"
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