Qin Hongmian's eyes widened instantly. He had imitated Li Yuanhao's voice flawlessly; if she had not seen it with her own eyes, she would never have believed someone else was impersonating him.
"Dawn is almost here. We need to return to the palace quickly, or it would look bad if anyone saw us," the guard outside replied. "Didn't Your Majesty just order this subordinate to come and call at this hour?"
"Oh, wait a moment." Song Qingshu reacted quickly and went along with his words. At the same time, he felt relieved. Qin Hongmian was now, after all, the Princess Consort of the Great King of Tiandu. Li Yuanhao had just killed the Mu Brothers; if he then humiliated their wife as well, it would cause a tremendous uproar if word got out.
"Yes!" The man outside moved farther away, clearly thoughtfully leaving the emperor enough privacy.
Only then did Song Qingshu say to Qin Hongmian, "Lie down and pretend to be asleep. I'll send Li Yuanhao away first."
Qin Hongmian nodded and lay down, curling up beneath the covers. Song Qingshu looked her over, then walked over and pulled the blanket down slightly, exposing her fragrant shoulders. He mussed up her hair a little as well, then nodded in satisfaction.
Qin Hongmian's chest rose and fell sharply. She did not know how to face this, and in the end simply turned her head away, choosing out of sight, out of mind.
After arranging everything, Song Qingshu dragged Li Yuanhao out from beneath the bed. Once he unsealed his acupoints, he used the Soul Transfer Technique to hypnotize him again for a while, then quietly hid behind the screen.
Li Yuanhao slowly woke up, feeling as though he had experienced a wonderfully pleasurable night yesterday. Yet for some reason, he