Chapter 1043: The Fragrance of the Brocade Quilt

Song Qingshu was stunned for a moment, looking at her with a playful expression: “Madam, are you sure you want to invite me to bed? Aren’t you afraid I might do something I shouldn’t?”

Cheng Yaojia blushed slightly, lowering her head as she said, “I know you’re a gentleman, you wouldn’t… wouldn’t take advantage of me.”

“I don’t have as much confidence in myself as you do,” Song Qingshu shook his head, “Let’s forget it, lest we tarnish Madam’s reputation.”

Cheng Yaojia’s face turned even redder, and she whispered, “I’ve already slept in your room, what reputation is there to speak of?”

Song Qingshu smiled: “That’s different. The innocent are innocent, the guilty are guilty. Afterwards, Madam can explain everything to your husband, and I believe he won’t blame you; if we really slept in the same bed, even if his heart is big…” “I’m afraid he’ll find it hard to believe that nothing happened between us, right?”

“Anyway, he stopped believing me a long time ago.” Cheng Yaojia sighed sadly, “In his heart, he thinks that you and I have already…”

Song Qingshu patted her shoulder comfortingly, “Don’t worry, Madam, the misunderstanding will eventually be cleared up. Should I go and explain to him then?”

“Absolutely not!” Cheng Yaojia hurriedly shook her head, noticing the surprised look in his eyes, and then blushed and said, “He thinks… he thinks you… bullied me, and now he wants to kill you. Explaining will only add fuel to the fire, and backfire.”

“That’s true,” Song Qingshu pondered, “It seems that only Madam can explain to him slowly.”

“Mmm.” Cheng Yaojia gave a sweet “Mmm,” and the room fell into an ambiguous silence again.

“Are you… are you coming up or not? If you’re not coming up, I’m going to sleep first.” Cheng Yaojia turned her head away, leaving only her slender and beautiful back to Song Qingshu.

“Since Madam has so kindly invited me, I shall humbly accept.” Song Qingshu wasn’t one to be so rigidly old-fashioned. Was he really going to sleep on the floor all night if he didn’t go to bed? He wouldn’t deprive himself in this regard. Even emperors throughout history had to politely decline when abdicating; the key was to avoid making a scene.

Of course, Song Qingshu genuinely had no intention of taking advantage of her; tonight wasn’t a suitable time.

“Who kindly invited you!” Cheng Yaojia was extremely embarrassed and angrily pulled the blanket over her head.

Song Qingshu was immediately taken aback. He thought, “You’ve been inviting me all along!” Of course, he was no longer a clueless novice; he knew that women were sensitive about their image, and some things couldn’t be said too bluntly.

“I spoke without thinking, I hope Madam won’t mind,” Song Qingshu said softly. “We both have pure hearts, as long as we sit with a clear conscience, that’s enough.”

“Mmm.” A soft “Mmm” came from under the covers, but if Song Qingshu hadn’t possessed profound cultivation, he probably wouldn’t have been able to hear it clearly.

“Madam, don’t just keep saying ‘Mmm,’ say something.” Song Qingshu found it very amusing to tease this shy young woman.

Whether Cheng Yaojia saw through his ulterior motives or not, she didn’t even bother to reply with a “Mmm” now.

Song Qingshu’s eyes darted around, and a plan immediately came to him: “Madam, I’m a little cold, may I come into the covers?”

The beauty under the covers visibly trembled, but still didn’t answer.

“Since Madam isn’t speaking, then I’ll take that as a yes?” Song Qingshu’s ability to seize an opportunity was probably second to none.

Crawling into the covers, Song Qingshu was immediately greeted by a delightful, intoxicating fragrance. Curious, he asked, “What kind of rouge and powder is Madam using? It smells wonderful.”

“Madam is asleep,” Cheng Yaojia finally managed to utter after a long pause.

Song Qingshu couldn’t help but smile. Without a word, he wrapped his arms around her slender w@ist and pulled her close.

“You…what are you going to do?” Cheng Yaojia’s voice trembled involuntarily. At that moment, she suddenly realized that her momentary leniency in letting him into bed was a mistake.

“Please rest assured, Madam. I just can’t sleep without something to hold. I absolutely won’t do anything else,” Song Qingshu said, shifting slightly as if adjusting his position.

Cheng Yaojia remained silent, her face flushed. She thought to herself, if he weren’t so hard against me, his words might have some credibility.

However, having entered this room today, she was mentally prepared. Even if he did something to her, she wouldn’t resist. After all, she was begging him to save her husband. She waited a long time, but the man behind her made no further move. Mustering her courage, she turned around and found him fast asleep.

Cheng Yaojia was both amused and annoyed. She wondered if he was even a man, sleeping while holding such a beautiful woman like herself?

However, despite the amusement, she let out a deep sigh of relief. Her tense mind, which had been pounding all night, finally relaxed, and a wave of sleepiness washed over her. She drifted off to sleep herself.

Song Qingshu slowly opened his eyes. He knew that no matter how bold a woman appeared, she would inevitably be afraid when the time came. If he didn’t fall asleep first, she absolutely wouldn’t dare to sleep.

Seeing her brows furrowed unconsciously even in her sleep, Song Qingshu sighed. She had been so worried and terrified lately.

Too much had happened in the past two days, and Song Qingshu had to seriously consider how to deal with the situation. He had been racking his brains over how to break the alliance between Li Kexiu and the Southern Song Dynasty, but Wang Baobao’s intervention inadvertently solved the problem for him.

However, he couldn’t be too happy yet. After all, the Mongols also wanted to win over Li Kexiu, and if things dragged on and Li Kexiu was swayed by Wang Baobao, things would be even worse.

Therefore, he had to rescue the Southern Song delegation, and at the same time, use the opportunity to improve Cheng Yaojia’s favor. However, deciding when to rescue them to maximize his own interests was a major problem.

Moreover, the Prince Ruyang’s Palace was full of experts; rescuing them would be no easy task.

Thinking about these things, Song Qingshu unknowingly fell asleep.

The next morning, as Cheng Yaojia was about to wake up, she felt a heaviness in her b0dy. She subconsciously shifted her b0dy, and suddenly froze, remembering everything that had happened the night before.

Slowly opening her eyes, she was shocked to find the man’s two thick thighs tightly wrapped around her from behind, his lower abd0men pressed firmly against her butt0cks.

Cheng Yaojia’s face flushed crimson. She wasn’t a v!rgin; how could she not know what those things were? She tried to twist her b0dy, attempting to escape his embrace, but found herself held tightly, unable to move an inch.

“Hmm?” Song Qingshu mumbled groggily, grabbing at something and murmuring, “So soft~”

Cheng Yaojia froze, looking down in disbelief to find his large hands somehow inside her cl0thes.