Chapter 789...
After a moment of thought, Wu Shuang slammed her head heavily onto the ground.
"It was that person in the palace who ordered me to find a way to get rid of the Taoist priest." Wu Shuang bit her lower lip, beads of sweat forming on her forehead, and whispered, "Sister is unaware of this matter, please, Taoist priest, spare my sister's life."
Song Chunxue chuckled, "There are plenty of people in the palace, so who is it?"
They had no grudge against each other, so why would that person be so bored as to kill her? Besides, she hadn't done anything wrong to Xie Zheng.
Someone else bribed Wu Shuang.
“It’s Consort Shu. Her Highness Consort Shu ordered me to find an opportunity to get rid of the Taoist priest,” Wu Shuang’s voice trailed off. “She once sent a letter to Lord Xie, but it never reached him.”
"..." Song Chunxue didn't quite understand.
"How would you, a mere bodyguard and assassin, know about this?"
Wu Shuang breathed a sigh of relief and knelt on the ground to explain the whole story.
This greatly shocked Song Chunxue.
But thinking about it carefully, you can understand what happens in that kind of place.
It turns out that before Consort Shu entered the palace, she had long admired Lord Xie.
After entering the palace, she gained the emperor's favor, but she never forgot Lord Xie and secretly collected information about him over the years.
Wu Shuang knew these things because she used to be a secret guard protecting Consort Shu.
What's outrageous is that, upon learning that the Emperor intended to send several women to Xie Zheng, Consort Shu recommended the Wu sisters to the Emperor.
The letters that Consort Shu secretly sent to Lord Xie were all secretly intercepted by the Emperor.
Song Chunxue couldn't tell whether the Emperor favored Consort Shu more or Xie Zheng more.
His magnanimity and tolerance were so great that they frightened her.
But there's one thing Song Chunxue wants to clarify.
"If you want to live, you can only obey me from now on. Can you do that?"
Wu Shuang kowtowed forcefully, "Your subordinate will certainly do it. If you ever have any disloyal intentions in the future, you may punish me at any time."
Song Chunxue took out a pill from her storage ring. "Words are no proof. I'll believe you once you take this pill."
Wu Shuang paused for a moment, then picked up the pill and swallowed it without hesitation.
"From now on, I will obey your orders, Daoist."
Song Chunxue asked curiously, "Did you take any kind of 'obedience-enhancing' medicine or antidotes regularly while you were in the capital?"
"Never."
"Whether it's true or not isn't up to you to decide. I'll have the Lady of the Lord examine your pulse; she'll surely know." Song Chunxue's tone was icy. "Go down."
"Yes, I'll take my leave."
Not long after, Song Chunxue came downstairs.
Lord Zhao and Taoist Han have been in their rooms and have not yet shown themselves.
Two subordinates were standing in front of Huo Xiang, seemingly reporting something.
"Alright, you can leave now." Huo Xiang dismissed them, then turned and glanced at her. "I heard you practiced swordsmanship for over four hours last night. Both Taoist priests were exhausted from your practice. Are you made of iron?"
“I’ve heard that some people can practice for six hours straight. What’s four hours?” Song Chunxue sat opposite him, picked up her chopsticks and took a bun from the table. “What are your plans next? Will you return to the capital or go south with your wife?”
"I don't know, let's talk about it later," Huo Xiang said irritably. "I clearly went to great lengths to bring you here to search for treasure for me, but in the end you got the most. How do you plan to settle this?"
"I'll give you two daggers?"
"Go away, who cares?" Huo Xiang leaned forward and lowered her voice. "Go to the last inn on the east side now and find out what deal my wife made with Liu Niang. I'll also give Zhang Chengxuan a bottle of medicine."
She already has such a wonderful spring, why would she need such awful-tasting medicine?
"No, I'm not going. Your terrible idea will only make your wife dislike me. Do you even know what it means to avoid suspicion, what it means to have boundaries, and what it means for men and women to be different?"
Huo Xiang frowned. "What does this have to do with this?"
"..." Forget it, there's no point in talking to this person.
"Never mind, let's not go then." Huo Xiang raised her hand and gestured to the waiter to replace the cold buns with some hot ones.
"By the way, is your apprentice really the child of Liu Niang's old friend?" Huo Xiang lowered her voice. "I remember that the woman who was close to her married into the royal family, so your apprentice should be a royal son."
Song Chunxue didn't reply and focused on eating.
"I've heard that the Devil City is amazing. Would you like to go and see it?"
Now we've finally gotten to the point.
Song Chunxue looked up. "Do you want to see Durian Girl, or Devil City?"
"You don't know..."
"Your Majesty, have you eaten?" Song Chunxue asked the person who had stepped across the threshold. "Your husband said he's going to the Devil City."
Huo Xiang immediately stood up, "Ying'er, you're finally back..."
"No matter what your feelings for her are now, I'm not that magnanimous, but I'm not that petty either. I won't interfere if you want to take her as a concubine or grant her the position of equal wife, but there's one thing: I will not give up the position of the Lord's wife."
“It’s not that I particularly care about this identity, but our children cannot lose the protection of this identity. Don’t try to get close to me.”
Ye Hanying's calm and detached tone made Huo Xiang freeze in place.
"Ying'er, let me explain..."
“Durian also invited me to the Devil City. I came here not for you, but because what I need happens to be here,” she said, walking up the stairs. “I’ll go ahead first.”
"No, Ying'er, wait for me. I swear to God, you are the only one in my heart. Even if Liu Niang has my child, the affection we had back then is long gone. I would never rekindle our past relationship. I promised you that I would only marry you in this life."
As they were talking, Huo Xiang ran upstairs and grabbed Ye Hanying's waist, throwing a tantrum.
Ye Hanying kicked him away.
"Whether you marry her or not is not important. She has already said she doesn't want any title. Besides, I have no objection to you marrying me. Over the years, which of the many women around you wasn't younger and more beautiful than her?"
"Ying'er, how could you wrong your husband like this? Those women belong to our sect, not just me. How could you..."
"But you pinched my cheek. I didn't see if we kissed, but my maid saw it clearly. So please, Your Excellency, don't try to portray yourself as so noble. I'm listening... um..."
Song Chunxue blushed as she listened. These two are an old married couple, why are they still arguing so fiercely?
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
Suddenly, the upstairs door was kicked open with great force and then slammed shut, making a noise so loud it made one blush.
Song Chunxue quickly finished her breakfast; she had forgotten to write to Xie Zheng these past two days.
She didn't know what arrangements the senior brother and Master Han had made, but she also wanted to go to the Devil City to join in the fun.
Although I don't know what place it is, the name sounds mysterious. It's not easy to come out here, so it's not too late to go back after you've had your fill of the trip.
After writing the letter, she went to the kitchen to prepare chicken noodle soup.
Wu Bing came in to help her.
"Master, did Wu Shuang do something wrong and offend you?" Wu Bing asked nervously. "I apologize on her behalf, Master. Please don't send her away."
“I didn’t kick her out,” Song Chunxue said, turning around as she kneaded the dough. “She wanted to leave?”
“No,” Wu Bing hesitated for a moment, “Actually, before leaving the capital, I accepted one last mission.”
P.S.: This counts as yesterday's.
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