Several Jin Dynasty soldiers had not seen Song Qingshu bring Shuang'er back earlier. When they later heard the sounds coming from his room, they instinctively assumed the woman was Cheng Yaojia from before.
The men had merely been gossiping here by chance, never expecting Lu Guanying, who was pretending to sleep beside them while actually eavesdropping, to misunderstand.
Thinking of his beloved wife lying beneath another man at that very moment, letting him ravish her, Lu Guanying was so furious that every bone in his body crackled. Unfortunately, he was imprisoned here now; no matter how furious he was, there was nothing he could do.
"Dog official, I'll kill you someday!" Lu Guanying secretly swore.
Naturally, Song Qingshu had no idea that, through a bizarre twist of fate, he had become the man who had stolen Lu Guanying's wife in his eyes. Even if he had known, he likely would not have cared. After enjoying Shuang'er's tenderness all night, he woke early the next morning feeling exceptionally refreshed.
"Shuang'er, rest well in the room. I have something to do now." Song Qingshu thought he could not keep Cheng Yaojia and her husband detained forever. Since dawn had just broken, it was a good time to release them.
"Brother Song, let me help you wash up." Still bleary-eyed, Shuang'er struggled to rise.
Song Qingshu hurriedly pressed her back onto the bed. "Good Shuang'er, I wore you out all night. Don't get up. Rest properly."
Feeling his consideration, and with her own body so weak and limp, Shuang'er blushed and softly murmured in agreement.
Song Qingshu quickly dressed and went next door, knocking on Cheng Yaojia's door. "Madam, are you awake?"
"Please wait a moment." Cheng Yaojia's gentle voice came from within, but Song Qingshu froze. Why did her voice sound so