Song Qingshu had a splitting headache. Puchai Alihu's request was clearly different—she wanted Wanyan Liang to witness it with his own eyes for the revenge to have its full effect. That was a bit too...
Seemingly noticing his reluctance, Puchai Alihu bit her lip and offered a bargaining chip Song Qingshu found hard to refuse. "As long as benefactor helps me this once, from this day forward, my daughter and I will repay your great kindness, even if we must serve you like oxen and horses."
Song Qingshu's heart stirred at her words. He looked at Puchai Alihu's mature, alluring face, then at the young and breathtakingly beautiful Wanyan Chongjie standing beside her. His heartbeat involuntarily quickened.
Puchai Alihu continued, "If I am not mistaken, benefactor will need to win over the Puchá Clan and the princes of Taizong's line if you wish to gain complete control over the court. Chongjie and I can help ease your burdens in this matter."
Only then did Song Qingshu realize he had misunderstood. He secretly scorned himself, though countless men in Daxing Prefecture were surely coveting this stunning widow and daughter pair in secret. Perhaps it was only natural for him to have gotten the wrong idea.
"I need to consider this." Although Puchai Alihu's proposal was tempting, Song Qingshu did not agree at once. The matter was simply too bizarre, so he had no choice but to delay his answer.
Since Ge Bi and Wanyan Ping had gone to settle accounts with Wanyan Liang, Puchai Alihu and Chongjie could not go to Huan Yi Yuan for the time being and had to remain in the imperial palace a while longer. They took the opportunity to visit several palace consorts. The Pucha Family had intermarried with the imperial clan, while Wanyan Chongjie was