"Madam Ruan is quite meticulous. Congratulations on gaining another capable assistant." On the way to the King of Shu's residence, Ren Yingying spoke with a faintly teasing smile.
Song Qingshu said irritably, "Enough. You're obviously worried about Linghu Chong, yet you're still pretending to be calm and teasing me."
Ren Yingying hurriedly explained, "I..."
Song Qingshu pressed a finger to her lips. "Man is not made of grass or wood; how could anyone be without feelings? Even if you kept a cat or dog for a long time, you'd grow attached to it, let alone a person. Don't be too anxious. Don't think that being unable to forget him means you should blame yourself. This is only human nature."
Ren Yingying gazed deeply at him. "Song Lang, meeting you in this life has been my greatest fortune." She was not lying. No other man in this world could have been so composed and magnanimous. Her time with Linghu Chong had been a thorn in both their hearts, yet Song Qingshu had not only let it go, but even comforted and reassured her.
Song Qingshu could not help laughing. "If we went back two years, even you wouldn't believe those words. Back then, you wanted nothing more than to kill me."
The memories made Ren Yingying smile despite herself. Blushing, she said coquettishly, "Who told you to be such a rogue back then?"
Meanwhile, Murong Fu, Shen Xiaolong the Three Sentiments Daoist, Yang Juyuan, and a group of around seventy others charged straight into the King of Shu's residence. The outer guards did not stop them, since Zhang Lin and Zhu Bangning, who were with them, were commanding generals.
However, the King of Shu's residence had more than just those two in its guard system. When they reached the inner perimeter,