Held from behind by Song Qingshu and enveloped in his masculine scent, Cheng Yaojia could not help but blush. Thinking of this man's flirtatious ways, her whole body went even softer.
Seeing how dearly he cherished and doted on her, Cheng Yaojia was delighted from the bottom of her heart. Yet she had not entirely lost her reason. Thinking of her status, she said worriedly, "If you appear in public with me, won't it affect your reputation?"
Previously, Song Qingshu had worn Tang Kuobian's face. Back then, she had not feared being seen strolling the streets with him. After all, Tang Kuobian was a Jurchen, and had no reputation to speak of. But Song Qingshu was different. In recent years, he had risen to great prominence in the martial world, and his assassination of Kangxi and great victory over the Qing army had earned him the praise of countless Han Chinese. If word spread at such a time that he was involved with a married woman, it truly would damage his reputation.
Thinking of this, Cheng Yaojia could not help blaming herself. Why hadn't I met him sooner? If I had met him in Niujia Village instead of Guanying, then we could be openly together now...
Of course, Cheng Yaojia quickly cast aside that unrealistic fantasy. Even if time could turn back, with Song Qingshu's martial arts and status, she likely could not have become his wife. Being his lover like this was already quite good.
Seeing her suddenly dejected expression, Song Qingshu could not help laughing. "Madam worries too much. I'm known throughout the martial world as a shameless rake and a lecherous womanizer. Even if people saw me with you, it would be nothing. It might instead affect your reputation."
Cheng Yaojia smiled faintly. "Guanying has already agreed