Hearing Chen Yuanyuan's words, Song Qingshu froze. "No way. She seemed like she wanted nothing more than to kill me before."
"You were the one who tricked her into Yanjing in the first place. In a sense, all her current misfortunes were caused by you." Chen Yuanyuan shot him an annoyed glare.
Song Qingshu gave an awkward laugh. "Wasn't I helpless back then too?"
Chen Yuanyuan could not help recalling the first time she had met Song Qingshu. Back then, she had been a lofty Princess Consort, while he had treated her with utmost respect. How could she have imagined that one day she would lie beneath him, pleasing him...
Thinking of those shameful scenes, Chen Yuanyuan's cheeks grew hot. But when she suddenly remembered her daughter's feelings, the flush on her face gradually faded.
"How do you plan to arrange things for A'ke?" Chen Yuanyuan suddenly blinked her large, watery eyes and looked quietly at him.
Song Qingshu smiled bitterly. "A'ke is now the most favored Noble Consort of Southern Song. Why would she need me to arrange anything for her?"
"The most favored?" Chen Yuanyuan was somewhat angered by Song Qingshu's deliberate pretense of ignorance. "You know perfectly well what A'ke's situation is in the palace. She bears the title of Noble Consort, but has none of its reality. She guards the depths of the palace alone, facing open and hidden attacks from the consorts of every palace. She has always longed for freedom beyond those walls, and waited for someone to save her from this sea of suffering."
With matters put so plainly, Song Qingshu had no choice but to answer, "Don't worry. I already promised her before that I would rescue her from the palace someday."
The reason he had not rescued her yet was, first,