Hearing his words, the surrounding guards all wore strange expressions. Entering through anywhere but the main gate clearly meant sneaking in. They thought that rumors in the capital claimed Chong Jie and her mother were their lord's forbidden playthings. It seemed the rumors were true after all; the two sides must have hooked up long ago.
The guards were all filled with envy, thinking that their lord was indeed their lord. Such rare good fortune with women could only be enjoyed by him.
Wanyan Chen Heshang, standing beside them, remained expressionless from start to finish. He was interested only in matters of the battlefield. Besides, with his lord's lofty status, it would have been stranger if he had no romantic entanglements at all.
"The gates of the Grand Tutor's Mansion will always be open for you. You may come in whenever you wish." Wanyan Chongjie's soft, sweet words made the guards even more envious.
Song Qingshu smiled without committing himself. He was now burdened with countless duties every day, and likely would not have many chances to come and go from this place.
The Grand Tutor's Mansion had received word long ago, and a group of people stood at the entrance to welcome him. Puchai Alihu, however, had not come out. After all, she was a female family member and a widow; greeting him at the gates would not have looked proper.
Song Qingshu naturally did not mind. Led by Chong Jie, the group entered the Grand Tutor's Mansion in grand procession. His accompanying guards each performed their respective duties: some searched the surroundings for danger, some guarded the exits at every key passage, while the rest stayed close to protect him.
Although, given his current martial cultivation, he had no need for anyone's protection at all, Song Qingshu did