Flower Stealing Master

After a long while, Huang Rong finally came to her senses in the bed, her face full of confusion: “Why did I suddenly faint and have such a dream?”

In an instant, Huang Rong’s expression changed as she considered a possibility—she might have fallen victim to Song Qingshu’s Soul Catching Art.

However, Huang Rong quickly dismissed this thought. After all, her body hadn’t been truly violated, and with Ah Jiu by her side, Song Qingshu would never have been allowed to act recklessly.

More importantly, Huang Rong herself had learned the Soul Catching Art from the Nine Yin Scripture. She knew that those under the technique’s influence would have their minds controlled by the practitioner and would usually not remember what they had done. Since she could clearly recall the scenes from her dream, it was impossible that she had been subjected to the Soul Catching Art.

As she began to recall, Huang Rong’s thoughts became uncontrollable. The humiliating scenes from the dream surged forward, and when Song Qingshu entered her, the physical submission and the soul-shaking fear made her entire body tremble again.

“This dream was just too real,” Huang Rong thought, although she wasn’t looking in a mirror, the fiery sensation in her cheeks made her realize her face must be extremely flushed.

“No wonder in the dream, Song Qingshu seemed to have understood my thoughts perfectly. It turns out that this Song Qingshu was a figment of my imagination,” Huang Rong bit her lip, realizing that the Song Qingshu in her dream forcing her into submission was merely a product of her own mind.

“Since everything was a result of my subconscious, why did it develop into such a situation? Could it be that my subconscious desires to be violated by that man with the surname Song?” Huang Rong’s expression changed immediately.

The honesty of her body and the torment of her conscience had left Huang Rong in turmoil, making her forget to explore why she had fallen into such obsession. She tossed and turned in bed, unable to sleep, even when it was time for the scheduled departure, she was still awake.

“Did everyone rest well earlier?” Seeing the arriving group, Song Qingshu smiled and asked.

Xiao Feng laughed heartily: “I have already rested well and am just waiting for the upcoming battle.” The rest of the group nodded in agreement.

Only Huang Rong forced a wry smile. The events of the day had greatly disturbed her, and she had been unable to sleep after returning, leaving her feeling dispirited. Unable to reveal the reason to others, she could only mimic the others, indicating that she was fine.

Song Qingshu signaled his subordinates to bring forward the set of Manchu soldier uniforms that had been prepared earlier and placed them in front of everyone: “Tonight, whether we should go in disguise or blend in is up to you.”

Yelu Qi’s eyes brightened: “I was still hesitating whether to suggest changing into night attire. I didn’t expect Brother Song to be so prepared. Truly thoughtful.”

Song Qingshu nodded to himself. Yelu Qi was a refined gentleman with a meticulous mind, a rare talent. Unfortunately, as a member of the Liao royal family, he was destined to remain unattainable.

“Everyone here is renowned in the martial world. I was worried that changing your appearance might offend you,” Song Qingshu said.

Zhang Songxi waved his hand: “Brother Qingshu, there’s no need to worry. Today’s matter isn’t related to martial world grudges, so there’s no need to be concerned about those rules.” The rest of the group agreed.

After everyone changed into the Manchu soldier uniforms, Song Qingshu marveled secretly. Even in the most humble attire, these top-notch figures maintained an extraordinary demeanor.

When Ah Jiu emerged in her new outfit, Song Qingshu’s eyes brightened even more. He couldn’t help but lean in and whisper in her ear: “I never knew such a handsome soldier existed in the world. From now on, my personal guards will be set to the standard of Ah Jiu. Just looking at her is pleasing to the eye.”

Just then, Yelu Nanxian passed by and, hearing Song Qingshu’s grand statements, couldn’t help but give him a glance before walking away.

Song Qingshu smiled awkwardly. Although he and Yelu Nanxian hadn’t met often, their impressions of each other had been very good.

Yelu Nanxian’s swordsmanship was exquisite, and her tall, slender figure, with long, beautiful legs, made her seem like a proud red mare. It was understandable why Song Qingshu had a good impression of her.

As for the impression Yelu Nanxian had of Song Qingshu, it was naturally that of a calm and profound expert.

Unfortunately, Song Qingshu’s previous night visit to Xiao Banhe’s courtyard, where he had directly pressed his hands against the other’s chest, had evidently shattered his image of a master.

Before Song Qingshu could lament the unpredictability of the world, Huang Rong emerged in her new outfit. Looking at her puffed-up chest, Song Qingshu inwardly criticized: Such exaggerated muscles are clearly a disguise…

Song Qingshu hesitated for a moment but decided against suggesting that she bind her chest. He feared it might harm her and remembered from her ramblings during her obsession that he had caused her considerable distress. He didn’t want to remind her of such private matters, which could easily be misunderstood as ill-intent.

“Never mind, this operation is a hit-and-run. We don’t need to face the enemy directly, so a little exaggeration is acceptable.”

Song Qingshu touched his nose, looked at the prepared group, and said in a deep voice: “Let’s go!”

As night fell, Song Qingshu, Ah Jiu, Huang Rong, Zhang Songxi, Yin Liting, Xiao Feng, Yelu Nanxian, and Yelu Qi mounted their horses and quickly disappeared into the distant forest.

“Madam Guo, you seem to be in poor spirits. With dangers lurking in the Qing army camp, to avoid any mishaps, I hope you stay close to me once we enter,” Song Qingshu noticed Huang Rong’s distracted state and frowned, unwilling for her to suffer any harm in the Qing army camp.

Huang Rong’s face immediately became unnatural. Although she knew Song Qingshu meant well, the frightening things he had done to her in the nightmare made her reluctant to stay too close. She subconsciously declined: “Thank you for your kindness, Young Master Song. Although my skills are not as good as yours, I am more than capable of protecting myself.”

Seeing her refusal, Song Qingshu had no choice but to say: “I apologize for my forwardness. Please don’t take it amiss.”

Returning to Ah Jiu’s side, Song Qingshu whispered: “Ah Jiu, please keep an eye on Madam Guo once we’re inside the Qing camp.”

Ah Jiu couldn’t help but curl her lip: “You really do have a soft spot for the ladies.”

Song Qingshu laughed awkwardly: “It’s not that. You know she’s recently been mentally shaken, and her condition is unstable. If she gets into trouble during the raid, this Song would become a villain in the martial world, and I’d be condemned by everyone.”

Ah Jiu thought for a moment and agreed. Huang Rong was here to assist, and with her reputation in the martial world, if something happened to her, Song Qingshu’s hard work would be in vain.

“Alright, I’ll protect her discreetly.” Ah Jiu’s martial skills were high, and after cultivating with Song Qingshu in Shengjing, she had gained half of his power. In theory, her martial prowess was now on par with the Five Greats of the Central Plains, with only her mindset lacking.

After a moment’s hesitation, Ah Jiu quietly transmitted: “Song Lang, you’re always so charming. I don’t mind that, but you must not touch Madam Guo.”

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