"What's wrong?" Noticing her tense expression, Song Qingshu went over and asked.
"Sister Yang came with me. She drew away the pursuers so I could sneak into the Princess's chambers." Xue Baochai looked frantic. "Back when I was in the Imperial City Department, we specifically investigated the Western Xia First Class Hall. We learned that First Rank Hall was founded by the Imperial Consort of Western Xia herself, and her martial arts are unfathomable. Now that she's been alerted, Sister Yang may be in danger."
"She came too?" Song Qingshu had not expected the assassin to be the Yellow-robed Woman.
"Wasn't it because she was worried you might be in danger over here? And Sister Yang didn't feel at ease letting me come alone." Xue Baochai bit her lip tightly. "What should we do now?"
"Don't worry. Nothing will happen..." Song Qingshu trailed off and froze. With him here, of course he would not let the Yellow-robed Woman come to harm, but he could not explain the reasons to her.
"How could it be nothing?" Sure enough, Xue Baochai did not believe his reassurance. She grabbed his hand. "Come on. I'll get you out first, then we'll go help Sister Yang."
"Get me out?" Song Qingshu was stunned. How was he supposed to answer that?
Sensing his hesitation, Xue Baochai's pretty face turned pale. "What? You don't want to leave with me?"
"It's not that I don't want to. It's just..." Song Qingshu weighed how to explain it.
"It's just that you can't bear to leave that Western Xia Princess, or the wealth and glory of Western Xia?" Xue Baochai looked at him coldly.
Song Qingshu hesitated. It was good to use this chance to make a clean break with her, lest she keep thinking about Baoyu and make things