Xiao Yu was completely dumbfounded. Only now did he realize that Song Qingshu's true interest was neither Prince Xu, Wanyan Yong, nor Princess Shaomin of the Mongol Empire, but Murong Jingyue.
"B-back then, saving him was merely a small favor. I... I didn't take his words to heart, so I... I don't remember the place he mentioned back then." Xiao Yu's back was drenched in sweat. He wanted to make up an excuse to deceive Song Qingshu, but the moment he met Song Qingshu's gaze, he felt as though he had been seen through inside and out. How could he dare play any tricks?
"You don't remember?" Song Qingshu was nearly furious to death. What difference was that from saying nothing at all?
Xiao Yu knew that a vague piece of information would hardly be enough to save his life, so he hurriedly added, "I may not remember the exact location, but I do remember that the place he mentioned was in Shangjing City of the Liao Country!"
In the end, Song Qingshu spared Xiao Yu's life, but he did not let him leave. He might still be useful someday.
"Shangjing City?" Watching Xiao Yu's departing figure, Song Qingshu fell into thought. Logically speaking, Murong Jingyue was a despicable and shameless man, an utterly vile villain. It was hard to imagine that he would know how to repay a favor.
However, judging from Xiao Yu's description of that time, it should have been Murong Jingyue's lowest point. Receiving help from someone in the depths of despair was likely a kindness he would never forget. Murong Jingyue might have been an evil man, but he was still human, with all the emotions of a human being.
Moreover, since he had disguised himself as Ping Yizhi, he likely had other false identities