Chapter 188 Isn't that a beast?
Song Hu was stunned for a moment, glanced at Su Qian, then nodded.
"Thank you."
He didn't know what was wrong that afternoon, but every single person there had been distant towards him.
Song Hu couldn't help but sigh, after all, he wasn't a native, and they were still excluding him.
How could the Hun Kingdom be as comfortable as when he was in the Wulin Kingdom?
Song Hu took off his shoes and socks, washed his face, and then washed his feet.
He turned around and found his smelly socks were gone.
Song Hu's expression changed slightly, and he quickly chased after her.
He saw Su Qian washing his socks in a basin, with no hint of disgust on her face.
Song Hu's old face immediately flushed red.
"Miss Su, I'll do it myself."
Su Qian smiled slightly, "It's alright, I'll help you wash them."
Song Hu stood beside Su Qian, feeling a bit lost.
He said with an awkward expression, "Song is not as skilled as others; he was abused all afternoon. This sweaty smell must be a joke to you, Miss."
Su Qian smiled slightly, "Vanguard Song is too modest."
"You are a military general, skilled in cavalry and killing enemies, you and Commander Li are not on the same path to begin with."
"Single combat is not your strength. If you were to lead an army of several hundred, it's still unknown who would win or lose."
Hearing Su Qian's words, Song Hu slapped his thigh, as if he had found a kindred spirit.
"Miss Su, you are absolutely right. Song is skilled in cavalry battles and accustomed to killing enemies on the battlefield. This kind of fist and foot sparring is truly uninteresting."
Song Hu's back finally straightened a bit.
Su Qian washed Song Hu's socks with both hands. She looked up, leaned her head close to Song Hu, and said.
"Lord Song, please help me tuck my hair behind my ear."
Looking at the strand of hair that had fallen loose from Su Qian, Song Hu's old face flushed, feeling a bit flustered.
However, Su Qian had already extended her head, so Song Hu naturally couldn't refuse.
He extended a rough finger and tucked Su Qian's hair behind her ear.
His finger accidentally touched her ear, instantly making Song Hu's heart pound like a deer.
He hadn't realized before that Su Qian was also quite charming.
Perhaps she had been too disheveled before, but now, with a simple grooming, she was also beautiful and moving.
Su Qian finished washing the socks, hung them in the courtyard, and then said.
"Lord Song, from now on, just give me your clothes. You are a great man; how can you do these trivial things yourself?"
Song Hu said, "Then I'll trouble Miss Su."
Su Qian gave a sweet smile, and the atmosphere between the two suddenly became somewhat ambiguous.
Su Qian picked up the basin of water, ready to pour it out.
However, the basin was heavy, and it was a bit difficult for her, a woman, to carry it.
Song Hu quickly said.
"I'll do it."
When Song Hu took it, he accidentally touched Su Qian's hand.
Both of them felt as if they had been electrocuted.
Song Hu immediately pulled his hand back.
And as he withdrew his hand, the weight of the basin returned to Su Qian's hands.
Su Qian immediately let go, the basin fell to the ground, splashing dirty water all over her.
Song Hu's expression changed slightly, and he was about to explain.
Su Qian's face flushed, and she said with her head down.
"I am a widow with a child. I have dirtied Lord Song's hand. I'm sorry."
After saying that, Su Qian turned and ran away.
Her eyes were red, and as she turned, a few clear tears fell.
Song Hu's expression changed abruptly.
"I, I didn't mean that..."
Of course, Song Hu wasn't looking down on Su Qian; he just felt that men and women should not touch each other intimately, and accidentally touching Su Qian's hand just now was a bit impolite.
He never expected to be misunderstood by Su Qian!
Song Hu quickly chased after her, but unfortunately, Su Qian had already returned to her room and closed the door.
Song Hu scratched his head outside, his face full of worry.
After dinner, Li Hui came out, preparing to go home.
He saw Song Hu pacing back and forth in the courtyard, muttering to himself, not knowing what he was doing.
"Song Hu, what are you doing?"
Song Hu was startled, a bit embarrassed to speak, and said.
"Nothing, I can't sleep, just taking a walk."
Li Hui patted him on the shoulder.
"Don't be discouraged, you're still young."
"If you're bad, practice more."
Song Hu:... Looking at Li Hui's departing back, Song Hu's eyes were almost rolling up to the sky.
What's he putting on airs for? If it were on the battlefield, he might not even be as good as me!
Song Hu sighed to the sky, the only person in this world who understands me is Su Qian.
It was late at night when Shen Yulou had just finished his 'public grain' with the Princess and came out to get some fresh air.
Seeing Song Hu pacing outside Su Qian's room, he stepped forward and asked.
"What are you doing up so late, not sleeping?"
Song Hu scratched his head and quickly sought Shen Yulou's advice.
He recounted what had just happened.
After all, Shen Yulou was a master of emotions, so consulting him was quite useful.
Shen Yulou asked, "You look down on her?"
Song Hu quickly explained, "How could I? I don't look down on her!"
"Then you're interested in her?"
"This... not really."
Shen Yulou said, "You're not interested in her, so why are you waiting here to explain? Let the misunderstanding be."
Song Hu didn't know what to say at this moment.
"I, Song Hu, am an upright man; it's uncomfortable to have a misunderstanding weighing on my heart."
Shen Yulou thought for a moment, then earnestly said.
"Old Song, I'm kindly reminding you, she's a widow. If you're not interested in her, stay away from her."
"If you provoke her, and then you have to return to the Wulin Kingdom in the future, you can't marry her."
"Then leaving her alone here, wouldn't she be heartbroken for a lifetime?"
"You can't just rely on your charming and unrestrained nature to toy with other people's feelings, can you?"
"Isn't that being an animal?"
After speaking, Shen Yulou patted Song Hu's shoulder.
"Think about it carefully."
With that, Shen Yulou turned and went back to his room.
Song Hu stood in place, his back straightened a little.
After following Shen Yulou for so long, he finally said something sensible.
I, Old Song, am truly charming and unrestrained; someone finally admitted it.
Song Hu was indeed a bit conflicted; he didn't understand what was going on with him.
He just wanted to make things clear with Su Qian; such a big misunderstanding was hard to bear in his heart.
The next morning.
When Su Qian came out of her room, she saw Song Hu sitting on the ground, already asleep.
Su Qian took a thick coat from inside the house and draped it over Song Hu.
Song Hu immediately opened his eyes, saw Su Qian, and quickly stood up to explain.
"Miss Su, I didn't mean that. I just respect you, I'm not looking down on you."
Su Qian said, "Really?"
"Of course, I can swear to heaven."
Su Qian took out a sachet from her pocket and handed it to Song Hu.
"This is for you."
It was an exquisite sachet, beautifully embroidered with a lotus flower, vibrant and alluring.
Song Hu was overjoyed; as a rough man, it was his first time receiving such a gift.
He held it to his nose and sniffed, "It smells so good!"
The scent was the same as Su Qian's own scent.
Su Qian took off Song Hu's clothes and washed them thoroughly, inside and out.
After changing into new clothes, Song Hu smelled fragrant all over and felt incredibly refreshed.
He had never experienced such meticulous care from a woman before.
As Su Qian was hanging the clothes, she casually asked.
"If the Wulin Kingdom's King offers money to redeem you, will you go back?"
Song Hu instinctively nodded.
"That is natural."
Su Qian's expression immediately stiffened, then she put down the clothes and turned back into her room.
Song Hu's expression changed slightly; only then did he realize he had said the wrong thing!