Li Qingluo ran over to Xiaolongnü's side and looked her over from left to right, marveling just as much. Clearly, she found this way of sleeping remarkably miraculous.
After demonstrating, Xiaolongnü lightly leaped down from the rope, like an immortal maiden gliding over the waves.
"Hey, I'm sleeping with my cousin tonight. We sisters have some private things to talk about, so hurry up and leave. Don't get in the way," Li Qingluo suddenly said, turning back to Song Qingshu.
Song Qingshu was speechless. "No, I have to stay here. Little Junior Sister and I are tied to the same fate now. How can I rest easy leaving her in the White Lotus Holy Mother's hands?"
Although he had promised in the palace to watch over Xiaolongnü, given his current status and cultivation, even if he simply let her go, what could the Southern Song court possibly do to him?
The only reason he had kept saying this was because he had finally reunited with Xiaolongnü and did not want to part with her again so soon.
Xiaolongnü could not help persuading her as well. "That's right. Brother-in-law has done so much for me. How could I drag him into danger?"
Li Qingluo shot her an irritated look. "Cousin, you're far too innocent. With that bastard's methods, why would he possibly fear the Southern Song court?"
As the White Lotus Holy Mother, she was experienced and knowledgeable, so naturally she would not be fooled by Song Qingshu's little act. Yet when she saw Xiaolongnü merely smile without speaking, she understood that although they were sisters, they had only just met. In Xiaolongnü's heart, she probably trusted Song Qingshu more.
Li Qingluo did not want to provoke Xiaolongnü's displeasure from the start, so she could only snort at Song Qingshu. "Fine,