Song Qingshu froze. He had disguised himself as "Wu Tiande" mainly because it would make it easier to gain her trust and draw information out of her. Who would have thought she would react like this?
He was no Liu Xiahui, but this was truly inappropriate. Zhao Min was anxiously waiting at home, so how could he have the nerve to go out seeking women?
"Is Madam dreaming?" Song Qingshu gently pushed Qin Keqing away.
A trace of confusion flashed through Qin Keqing's eyes before she suddenly came to her senses. With a startled cry, she sat upright, so embarrassed that she wished she could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.
Worried about upsetting her, Song Qingshu said nothing more and merely smiled at her.
"How did you end up here?" After a long while, Qin Keqing barely calmed down. Her curiosity got the better of her. The court had already appointed him to command the military forces in Sichuan; by all rights, he should have taken up his post by now. Why was he here, a thousand miles away?
"Because I missed you, Madam," Song Qingshu said with a grin.
"You're awful~" Qin Keqing shrank back, then suddenly turned pale. "How did you know who I was?" She was no fool. Since he had found her here, how could he possibly not know that she was the young mistress of Jia Mansion?
Song Qingshu reached out and brushed the hair by her temple. "The young mistress of Ningguo Mansion is famed as the most beautiful woman in the capital. Every man in Lin'an City wants a taste of her charms. How could I not recognize you?"
Qin Keqing was deeply embarrassed by his words, but beneath that shyness was a hint of pride. After all, what