Song Qingshu had just spoken at great length and was feeling parched, so he lifted a cup of tea to wet his throat. Then he heard the spy's report and immediately choked on it.
"Yelü Nanxian?" Back in Yangzhou, a twist of fate had led to an indescribably intimate encounter between them. Afterward, Yelü Nanxian had gone far north, while Song Qingshu had been occupied by other matters. He had heard nothing of her for a long time. Who would have thought that the first news he received of her now would be news of her marriage?
"You're sure it's Princess Chengan Yelü Nanxian?" Song Qingshu pressed in an unfriendly tone. After several encounters over the years, he had always thought highly of Yelü Nanxian. Besides, they had shared that kind of relationship. How could he possibly stand by and watch her marry another man?
"C... certain." The spy had not expected the emperor to suddenly take such an interest in the matter and was momentarily dumbfounded.
After the spy left, Ge Bi looked at him strangely. "You know this Princess Chengan?"
"We crossed paths a few times before." Seeing the teasing looks in the women's eyes, he hurriedly added, "We're not very familiar." What a joke. He had only just managed to brush aside the matter of Pucha Qiucao, and now Yelü Nanxian had appeared. No matter how mild-tempered a woman was, she would get angry.
Ge Bi did not pursue the matter. Instead, she analyzed the situation. "This is troublesome. If Liao Country and Western Xia succeed in forging a marriage alliance, we'll be surrounded by enemies on all sides."
"How about I make a trip to Liao Country and kill that Princess Chengan or whatever? Without a bride, the marriage alliance naturally can't happen." Wanyan Ping made