As he looked at Kublai Khan, who had lain on the ground sleeping for most of the night, Song Qingshu fell into deep thought. He hesitated over whether to take his place.
This was a perfect opportunity. According to the course of history, Kublai Khan would ultimately become the ruler of the Mongol Empire. If he killed him now and disguised himself as him, would the Mongol throne not be his for the taking?
But after weighing it over and over, he dismissed the idea. For one thing, killing a Mongol prince in front of Yalun and then impersonating him to seize the Mongol Empire... Song Qingshu did not believe he possessed such charm that a mere physical relationship could make her utterly devoted to him, willing to betray her family and country to cooperate with him.
And disguise was his greatest trump card. Once exposed, the trouble would be considerable.
Moreover, Kublai Khan had many trusted subordinates, as well as a proper Princess Consort and no shortage of concubines at home. Even if his disguise could fool ordinary people, it would be difficult to deceive those close to him, much less the women who shared his bed.
Most importantly, Kublai Khan was not the only dominant force in Karakorum City. Ariq Böke and Haemish, among others, were surely watching for him to make a mistake, and above them all stood the mountain that was Temujin. If he impersonated Kublai Khan and revealed even the slightest flaw, he would be doomed beyond redemption.
If Zhao Min had been with him now, they could have discussed how much influence Prince Ruyang's Mansion had in the city and whether it could ensure the aftermath of successfully impersonating Kublai Khan. But alone as he was, he gave up on taking such an enormous