Early the next morning, Song Qingshu left his room looking refreshed and invigorated. As for whether they had kept their agreement afterward and merely slept, only they themselves knew.
"Good morning, Imperial Son-in-Law." The palace maids all curtsied upon seeing him. After he had passed, they began whispering among themselves. "The Imperial Son-in-Law really has incredible stamina. He went to the rooms of two Princesses last night, yet he got up so early today and still looks completely fine."
"You little minx, your face is so red. You must be lovestruck."
"The Imperial Son-in-Law is a Banished Immortal from the heavens. How could I dare entertain such improper thoughts?"
Hearing the faint voices behind him, Song Qingshu wore a somewhat peculiar expression. He had never expected that one day he would become this popular.
When he arrived at the Grand Council to handle state affairs, the ministers were all surprised that he had risen so early to attend to official business. While congratulating him, they could not help but feel a measure of admiration.
After Song Qingshu finished handling the official business, he suddenly received a letter from Prince of Qi's Mansion. Learning that the expert guards sent by the Golden Snake Camp had already arrived in Lin'an City, he was overjoyed and hurried to discuss the matter with Wang Ziteng.
Wang Ziteng did not make much of a fuss. He swiftly arranged official identities for those people and assigned them to Zhao Gou's close protection. Then he quietly pulled Song Qingshu aside and said, "Qingshu, you should know that the palace guards were originally my territory. The reason I so readily agreed to place your people here is, first, because we are tied together now and must join forces against the other powers. Second, it is mainly for