The woman in white was charmingly naive and pretty, while the woman in green was graceful and elegant. Song Qingshu had sharp eyes and recognized them at once. The woman in white was naturally Lu Wushuang, and the woman in green was Cheng Ying. After parting ways in Shanyin last time, he had not expected to run into them again so soon.
Thinking of the intimate scene beneath the covers with Lu Wushuang last time, and the young girl's youthful body, even though Song Qingshu's resolve was now firm, his thoughts could not help but wander.
He was already troubled by Peach Blossom and only wanted to safely escort Huang Rong home. He had not expected this extra complication, nor had he deliberately come looking for Lu Wushuang and Cheng Ying. He was passing through Shanyin because it lay on the necessary route to Peach Blossom Island. Next, he would pass through Qingyuan Prefecture—modern-day Ningbo—then sail east to where Peach Blossom Island was located.
Now that he had met the two women, Song Qingshu suddenly had a headache. His relationship with them was complicated and impossible to define; he did not know how they should interact upon meeting again.
"Why did you suddenly stop?" Huang Rong came up from behind and asked in confusion.
Song Qingshu answered reflexively, "Nothing... nothing."
Hearing the commotion, Cheng Ying and Lu Wushuang turned around in confusion. Fortunately, Song Qingshu and Huang Rong had changed their attire to conceal their tracks, and both wore bamboo hats that hid their faces. Thus, the two women did not recognize them.
"Cousin, don't those two over there seem a little familiar?" Lu Wushuang asked doubtfully.
Cheng Ying pressed her hand and slightly shook her head. "They are clearly trying to conceal themselves. When traveling, it is best not