Chapter 190 Lord Shen, I don't want to go back!
Shen Yulou seemed not to notice his conflicted expression, continuing to speak.
"I heard they're very sincere this time, directly offering Yanyun City as a condition for your return.
Tsk-tsk, what a grand gesture!
It'll be hard for His Majesty to refuse."
Yanyun City!
Upon hearing these three words, Lord Song's expression became even uglier.
This is bad!
He knew the importance of Yanyun City.
He hadn't expected the King to value him so much.
If Yanyun City were truly used, he would definitely have to go back.
At that time, Su Qian...
Lord Song gritted his teeth, as if making a decision.
"Lord Shen, regarding Miss Su, she's been avoiding me. You have experience, can you give me some advice?"
After hearing him, Shen Yulou said helplessly.
"Old Song, with a woman like her, don't play gentle.
Sometimes, you just have to be overbearing!
Just four words: Overbearing King, Forced Bow!"
"Huh?" Lord Song's eyes widened.
"Women, they say no with their mouths, but deep down, they like it when you're overbearing.
You just pin her against the wall, understand?" Shen Yulou patiently explained.
Lord Song nodded blankly.
Overbearing King, Forced Bow.
How many words was that again?
...That night, Su Qian finished hanging the last piece of clothing and was about to return to her room to rest.
As she turned, a towering figure blocked her path.
"Miss Su, I want to talk to you." Lord Song's voice was a bit hoarse.
Su Qian didn't even glance at him, walking around him to go back to her room.
"There's nothing for me to talk about with you."
She pushed open her door and was about to slip inside.
But just as she was about to close the door, a rough hand firmly held the door frame, and Lord Song forced his way in.
With a bang, the door closed.
Su Qian's face instantly turned ashen. She subconsciously took two steps back, her eyes filled with inferiority and panic.
"I... I'm a widow. You being in my room in the middle of the night, if someone sees us, they'll gossip about you. Then... you'll be looked down upon."
Lord Song looked at her, a pang in his heart. He puffed out his chest and said with a firm tone.
"You, a woman, aren't afraid, so why should I, a proper man, be afraid of this?"
Su Qian stopped talking, silently walked to the bed, and sat down, lowering her head.
"If you have something to say, just say it."
Lord Song scratched his head, walked forward, and clumsily explained.
"Miss Su, I wasn't looking down on you that day. I know you're a good woman.
How about... how about you come with me? Come back to Wulin Kingdom with me!
I'll marry you!"
Upon hearing this, Su Qian suddenly looked up, then slowly lowered her head and shook it.
Tears welled up in her eyes.
"The Princess has shown me the kindness of a second life. My life, Su Qian's life, belongs to the Princess.
I won't go anywhere else in this life. I'll just stay here and serve the Princess."
She paused, then gave a self-deprecating smile.
"Moreover, I'm a fallen woman with a child. How could I be worthy of a hero like Lord Song?"
"What are you saying!"
Lord Song grew anxious, "I, Song Hu, am just a rough man. I just want a gentle and virtuous wife like you! I don't care about worldly opinions!"
Su Qian still shook her head, two clear lines of tears streaming down her face.
"You'll regret it."
Lord Song looked at her glistening tears, his heart nearly breaking.
He took a step forward, grabbed Su Qian's shoulders, his eyes incredibly firm.
"I, Song Hu, swear to heaven! I will never regret it!"
As his words fell, Su Qian stood up.
Her soft, boneless hands suddenly grabbed Lord Song's collar and pulled hard!
Lord Song dared not resist, fearing he might hurt her. He yielded to her strength and was pushed onto the bed.
The next second, the quilt fell from above, covering his astonished face.
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...Early the next morning, when Lord Song woke up in a daze, it was already bright outside.
Su Qian was already fully dressed, sitting at her dressing table, her back to him.
Her demeanor had returned to the coldness of the previous days.
"What happened last night, let's pretend it never did."
Her voice was flat, devoid of any emotion.
"From now on, we are strangers. Anyway, you'll be returning to Wulin Kingdom soon, so let's just consider it... a dream before parting."
With that, Su Qian stood up and walked out without looking back, as if everything from last night truly was just a dream.
Lord Song sat on the bed in a daze, looking at her resolute back, feeling as if a piece had been gouged from his heart, the pain making it hard to breathe.
He suddenly leaped out of bed, rushed into the courtyard, and directly found Shen Yulou, who was doing squats.
Thud!
Lord Song knelt on both knees, performing a full bow to Shen Yulou.
Shen Yulou was startled.
"Old Song, what are you doing? So emotional early in the morning?"
Lord Song looked up, his eyes red, and gritted his teeth, saying.
"Lord Shen! I don't want to go back to Wulin Kingdom! Please help me think of a way!"
See, I told you.
He didn't want to go back himself.
Shen Yulou sighed, feigning difficulty, and reached out to help him up.
"Old Song, it's not that I don't want to help you.
That Envoy Yue Yao from your Wulin Kingdom is coming aggressively, and she's bringing Yanyun City as a bargaining chip. I might not be able to stop her."
"Lord Shen!"
Lord Song clutched Shen Yulou's arm tightly, as if grasping his last straw.
"I know you are extraordinary! You must have a way! You must help me and Su Qian!"
Shen Yulou pondered for a moment, then finally nodded with a heavy expression.
"Alas, fine.
For the sake of our brotherhood, I will reluctantly help you this one time.
But let me tell you upfront, I can only say I'll do my best."
"Lord Shen."
"Didn't you say 'know yourself and your enemy, and you will never be defeated'? How about I tell you in detail about Yue Yao's story?"
Without waiting for Shen Yulou to ask, Lord Song quickly blurted out what he knew, hoping Shen Yulou could successfully keep him.
Shen Yulou raised an eyebrow: "Oh? You're very familiar with her?"
Lord Song's eyes held a hint of grief and anger.
"Familiar! Too familiar! Those two people she cursed to death were both my former comrades! My sworn brothers!"
Mentioning this, Lord Song got angry and poured out all the details of that woman named Yue Yao, along with the bizarre story of how those two brothers were cursed to death, like spilling beans from a bamboo tube, explaining everything to Shen Yulou.
After listening, Shen Yulou's mouth twitched.
Is this woman really that evil?
...At this moment, in the Imperial Study of the Imperial City.
Emperor Ren was also troubled by this matter.
In the study, several trusted ministers were discussing it with him.
"Your Majesty, Yanyun City has a strategic location and is a place of military importance.
If we can acquire this city, for our Great Hun, it would be like driving a nail into the northwestern border!
In the long run, it benefits the country and the people!"
"Indeed, Your Majesty, though Lord Song is brave, he is, after all, a Wulin Kingdom native, and his intentions are hard to fathom.
Trading an unpredictable fierce general for an impregnable city is a worthwhile deal!"
The ministers spoke one after another, the vast majority believing Yanyun City to be more important.
Emperor Ren rubbed his temples, saying irritably.
"I understand all the reasoning.
But the problem is, I want Yanyun City, and I also don't want to let Lord Song go!