Gu Ningqing looked somewhat embarrassed as well. After all, those suggestions truly did not sound like something a mother should say. But she genuinely ached for her daughter. With a soft sigh, she returned to her room.
Meanwhile, Song Qingshu leaned against the doorframe, feeling the heat coursing through his body and growing thoroughly depressed. Tonight was truly cursed. First, Wanyan Chongjie had teased him until he could barely sleep. Just when he had finally calmed down, Gu Zixian had come along, eager and passionate. He had wrestled with himself for quite a while, only for it all to end in vain.
"Brat, what did Princess Xiu want with you?" Not long after Gu Zixian left, Xue Pan crept over furtively. He must have been dying of curiosity and had been waiting nearby all along.
Song Qingshu rolled his eyes at him. "Would you believe me if I said she came to offer herself to me?" Xue Pan really was something. His family background was good, and he was quite handsome and well-presented, yet his bearing was so foolish and sleazy that he truly disgraced the name of a young playboy.
"Pah! The Princess is pure and immaculate, noble and aloof. How could she possibly do such a thing?" Xue Pan flew into a rage, as though someone had insulted the goddess in his heart.
"Noble and aloof?" Song Qingshu froze. Recalling how Gu Zixian had lowered her eyes before him, bashful and endlessly affectionate, he found it hard to connect her with the image Xue Pan described.
"I'm warning you, she's the woman your big brother here has his eye on. She'll be your sister-in-law someday, so don't even think about making a move on her—not even in your heart," Xue Pan said, waving his fist threateningly. "Otherwise, we