Hearing A'ke's words, Song Qingshu was completely dumbfounded. He had imagined countless reactions she might have upon hearing news of Chen Yuanyuan, but this was the one reaction he had never anticipated.
"Run away together?" Song Qingshu confirmed it again. After all, it was strange no matter how one looked at it for a daughter to ask a man to take her mother and flee with her.
"That's right." Noticing his odd expression, A'ke realized that her words could easily be misunderstood and hurriedly explained, "It's mainly because my mother would be too dangerous if she stayed in the palace. We don't know the background of that mysterious assassin. His martial arts are so formidable that he can enter the imperial palace as if it were empty. Once my mother returns, he'll surely come after her again."
Song Qingshu's expression became even stranger. He subconsciously rubbed his nose and said awkwardly, "Don't worry, that assassin won't come again."
"Why?" A'ke clearly did not quite believe him.
"Because I was the one who rescued your mother from him. I injured him, and he won't recover for ten years." Song Qingshu had originally intended to say that he had killed the assassin, but he quickly realized that would be far too inauspicious, so he changed his wording.
"Really?" A'ke was half-convinced, half-doubtful. Her face suddenly reddened. "Then why didn't you take the chance to kill him? That way... that way, you could receive my gratitude."
Looking at the shy girl before him, Song Qingshu found the sight pleasing to the eye, but could only come up with an excuse. "That man's martial arts were too high. I could only injure him, not kill him."
"Even your martial arts couldn't kill him?" A'ke was stunned.
"Cough, cough." Afraid that she would keep digging