Northern Song Princess

Now that Wanyan Ping had left, and the two top experts under her command were gone as well, Song Qingshu had no regard for the many guards of Huan Yi Yuan. The problem was, what would he do after rescuing them?

At the thought of running through the imperial palace with three old men burning with lust, Song Qingshu shuddered. Based on his previous experience, he had a way to cure the effects of this aphrodisiac, but it required a quiet place where he could slowly use his inner power to guide and dispel it. Yet they were in danger now—why would the palace guards give him such an opportunity?

Besides, he had treated women before. It was unclear whether those methods would even work on men. And even if they did... At the thought of relieving several old men of their lust, Song Qingshu broke out in a cold sweat. How could that possibly be as enjoyable as detoxifying soft, lovely young women?

Not to mention the three Princesses who had been poisoned as well. Was he really supposed to abandon them and let them die consumed by lust?

Song Qingshu weighed his options again and again before finally making a godforsaken decision: wait and see!

He would wait until Song Yuanqiao and the others had cured the poison inside, then rescue them. This might seem like an earth-shattering scandal; if word reached Southern Song, Wudang would likely lose all standing in the martial world. But heaven knew, earth knew, the people involved knew, and only a handful of people such as Wanyan Ping knew—ordinary guards would never dare leak a single word.

Thus, it was entirely possible to cover it up. As for the three Song Princesses... Song Qingshu had long heard of what went on in Huan