The Long-Awaited Feeling

Guo Jing nodded at his words. "Young Hero Song risked his life to help us this time. His loyalty truly reaches the heavens."

Song Qingshu smiled faintly. After exchanging a few polite words with him, he sent a voice transmission to Huang Rong. "Rong'er truly is a Zhuge Liang among women. What you said was beautifully put—you spoke the truth, yet kept your husband completely in the dark."

"What truth did I say?" Huang Rong shot him a coquettish glare.

As though he could sense her thoughts, Song Qingshu continued, "Song came to the Jin Dynasty this time without any female companion. Rong'er, with your tenderness, helped relieve my loneliness. Doesn't that count as helping me?"

A flush spread across Huang Rong's cheeks. She had meant the time she had helped him at the Golden Snake Camp, but with his interpretation, it truly sounded as though she had deliberately used a double entendre in front of her husband, making her seem like a promiscuous woman. Overwhelmed by grievance, tears streamed down her face.

Song Qingshu reached out and gently wiped her cheeks, continuing his voice transmission. "Rong'er, I know you must hate me right now. But have you considered this? If it hadn't been for me, your fate this time would only have been more miserable. Wanyan Liang would have toyed with you in the same way, and he certainly would not have kept his promise to release your husband. Then you would not only have lost your chastity, but your husband as well. Do you still think your current situation is so tragic?"

Huang Rong was secretly annoyed, but before long, she became uncertain as well. According to intelligence from the Beggar's Clan, Wanyan Liang was lecherous and lustful, and his methods were no less vile than Song Qingshu's.