That night, the two of them put their heads together and analyzed all the civil and military officials in Shangjing City once more. Unfortunately, even after discussing it until the middle of the night, they still gained nothing. In the end, exhausted, they unknowingly fell asleep in the study.
Zhao Min woke earlier the next day. She was startled at first, but when she saw Song Qingshu sleeping with his head on the table opposite her, a faint smile gradually appeared at the corners of her lips.
She tiptoed out to wash up. Zhao Min noticed the strange looks the servants gave her. She was initially puzzled, but quickly realized that they were shocked she had spent the night in the same room as a man.
Although the two of them had not touched each other in the room, those outside did not know that. In their eyes, Zhao Min had clearly slept with Song Qingshu.
Zhao Min's cheeks flushed, and a trace of embarrassed anger flashed through her eyes. But this sort of misunderstanding was not convenient to explain. Was she supposed to grab every servant and tell them nothing had happened between her and Song Qingshu last night?
For one thing, they would certainly not believe her. For another, she could not afford to lose that much face.
After hurriedly washing up, she returned to find the culprit still sleeping soundly. Zhao Min's anger immediately flared, and she walked over and kicked his chair. "Lazy pig, get up!"
Song Qingshu woke with a start. If his martial arts had not been so good, that might have knocked him to the floor. "What happened?"
Seeing the glistening drool at the corner of his mouth, Zhao Min tossed him the towel in her hand with a look of disgust. "You're