Hearing movement at the door, Ge Bi looked up. "Daiqisi, weren't you at the residence handling the information sent back from the south? Why have you suddenly come to the palace again?" She slowly rose to her feet, an utterly ordinary movement that nevertheless traced out swaying, captivating curves.
Song Qingshu froze, realizing that he was disguised and she had not recognized him. An idea struck him, and he did not reveal his identity. "I missed you, Madam."
Seeing that familiar appearance before her, a flicker of confusion passed through Ge Bi's eyes. She could not help recalling the loving days she had once shared with her husband. Back then, it seemed he often called me that too...
But she quickly remembered that her husband had already died. A sharp pain stabbed through her heart, and she glared at him with a dark expression. "Daiqisi, is this kind of joke funny?"
Seeing the pain that had just crossed her face, Song Qingshu sighed inwardly and felt even more tenderness toward her. Walking over, he supported her. "Wasn't I worried that Madam might be lonely by herself? That's why I came specially to comfort you."
Ge Bi frowned faintly. "War could break out at any moment, and there is so much official business to deal with. You still have the mood to make jokes like this?"
She suddenly thought of something. In particular, the feeling she got from being so close to this person was entirely different from Daiqisi, and a chill ran down her spine. "No, this isn't Daiqisi's temperament. Who exactly are you?"
"I'm your man, of course~" Seeing her hurriedly retreat, Song Qingshu reached out, pulled her back, and swept her into his arms.
Ge Bi was terrified out of her wits and hurriedly opened her mouth to