Reborn Song Qingshu: Besieging Bright Peak at the Start

Chapter 69 Luck Surges

I'll never regret it even if my clothes get looser; it just gets me really excited!

"Hurry up!"

Zhao Min turned around, her voice barely audible, trembling slightly: "If you dare to overstep the bounds even slightly, I—I will definitely not forgive you."

The outer garment was opened, revealing the moon-white inner garment underneath, so that Song Qingshu could perform his techniques.

This isn't a warning; it's practically adding fuel to the fire.

Song Qingshu took several deep breaths and silently recited the Purification Sutra several times before he was able to suppress the nameless fire within him.

After calming himself down, he said in a deep voice, "I would like to trouble Miss Zhao to lie down on the couch so that I can circulate my Qi and open up my acupoints."

Zhao Min lay down on the bed as instructed. When she heard footsteps approaching, her mind went blank. She couldn't help but close her eyes, and then she heard Song Qingshu say, "I apologize for offending Miss Zhao."

As soon as she finished speaking, she felt the hem of her inner garment being lifted up, her lower abdomen suddenly exposed to the air, and her fingertips unconsciously clenched the brocade quilt beneath her.

I almost cried out, but I held it in.

Song Qingshu lowered his eyes and saw that her abdomen was flat and smooth, and her skin was as white as mutton fat jade, glowing with a warm and soft light under the candlelight. His heart was stirred again.

After calming his mind with great perseverance, he sat on the edge of the bed and reached out with his right hand.

He activated the Nine Yang Divine Skill, gathering warm internal energy at his fingertips and gently pressing it onto the acupoints around her dantian.

The moment her fingertips touched that warm, smooth skin, Zhao Min's body trembled violently. She instinctively shrank back, and her breathing became erratic.

"Don't move, your internal energy will go astray, which will be bad for you."

Song Qingshu's voice was serious.

Zhao Min bit her lip, forcing herself to steady herself and stop moving.

He felt a warm and mellow internal force slowly seep into his fingertips and travel along his meridians.

The previously stagnant and congested areas gradually cleared up.

A tingling, numbing sensation, with a strange feel, spread down her waist and abdomen, making her feel weak all over.

At this moment, Song Qingshu had no frivolous thoughts whatsoever. He was completely focused on controlling the Nine Yang Internal Force, massaging and dissolving the three acupoints that were locking the meridians one by one.

This technique of locking the meridians is extremely tricky; if one is not careful, the meridians will be damaged.

He dared not be careless in the slightest, his fingertips applying varying degrees of force, his inner strength flowing continuously and slowly seeping into his dantian.

Those blocked acupoints were gradually opened up.

After about the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, he released the last bit of internal energy from his fingertips and said in a deep voice, "It's done."

After saying that, he withdrew his hand, stood up, turned around, avoided eye contact, and said softly, "First, straighten your clothes and try to circulate your internal energy."

Zhao Min quickly pulled down her inner garment, straightened her outer garment, and tied the belt, her face still burning hot.

She composed herself, sat up, and circulated her internal energy. She felt a warm sensation in her dantian, and the previously blocked areas were completely cleared. Her internal energy flowed freely, and she had returned to her usual level. She said in a low voice, her tone unnatural, "Thank you."

Song Qingshu turned around and said in a deep voice, "It was nothing. Now that your inner strength has been restored, what are your plans?"

Should we leave now, or make further plans?

Zhao Min's eyes gleamed with her usual cunning and decisiveness.

She walked to the window, glanced outside, and then looked back at the neatly packed bundle on the table.

She walked over, picked up the bundle, looked up at Song Qingshu, a slight smile playing on her lips, her eyes sparkling with liveliness: "Of course we'll leave now. Are you suggesting we stay here and wait to marry that Seventh Prince's son?"

She stepped forward, looked into Song Qingshu's eyes, and smiled: "Young Master Song, you personally promised to accompany me on my travels through the world. Now, it's time to fulfill your promise."

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Song Qingshu looked at her, her eyes sparkling, the lingering red at her temples, and the bundle clutched in her hand, looking eager to try.

He couldn't help but chuckle to himself; the whole situation looked exactly like the blond-haired guy had run off with a rich girl.

In fact, according to his original plan, after the Wan'an Temple incident, he would first go to Ling Snake Island to seize the Dragon Slaying Saber. After obtaining the precious saber, he would return to Dadu to fulfill his travel promise.

At that time, the two traveled the martial world together, seeking an opportunity to cause the Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber to collide, and to retrieve the Wumu Legacy and secret manuals hidden in the swords.

Now that the Seventh Prince is forcing Zhao Min into marriage and the Prince of Ruyang is confined to his quarters, Zhao Min has brought forward the agreement.

If that's the case, then we might as well take Zhao Min to find the Dragon-Slaying Saber.

After a few moments of thought, he met Zhao Min's intense gaze, a slight smile playing on his lips, and said gently, "I will fulfill my promise to Miss Zhao. Let's go now."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Min did not hesitate, took down the Heaven-Slaying Sword, and tied it to her waist.

Song Qingshu gently opened the door and peeked out. The maid who had been knocked unconscious in the courtyard was still fast asleep.

After confirming that there was no danger around him, he turned around and waved to Zhao Min.

The two walked quietly through the corridors and courtyards, avoiding the night patrol guards.

With Zhao Min leading the way, they knew the guards and hidden agents of the Prince's mansion by heart, making it several times smoother than when Song Qingshu sneaked in alone. In no time, they arrived at the outermost blue brick wall of the Prince's mansion.

The wall was several feet high. Just as Zhao Min was about to take a leap, her waist was suddenly tightened as Song Qingshu grabbed her waist.

He whispered "Excuse me," then with a light step, the two of them floated over the wall like willow catkins and landed silently.

Zhao Min touched the ground with her toes, her face slightly flushed. She pulled her hand away from his and said reproachfully, "I can flip myself. Who needs you to interfere?"

Song Qingshu seemed unaware: "Your internal energy has just recovered, and its circulation is not yet smooth. I'm afraid you'll alert the guards."

Zhao Min rolled her eyes at him, but she wasn't disgusted by him.

The two left the outer wall of the Prince's Mansion and headed west along a quiet alley.

At this time, there were few pedestrians on the street, and occasionally Mongolian soldiers patrolling the streets would ride by on horseback.

After traveling for a while, they suddenly heard a few whistles coming from afar, three long and two short, with sharp sounds.

Song Qingshu narrowed his eyes slightly, while Zhao Min beside him asked curiously, "This is a signal for the Emei Sect to gather its members. Why are they back again?"

Song Qingshu knew that she had once led people to ambush the Emei Sect in the Western Regions, so it was not surprising that she knew the Emei Sect's communication signals.

At this juncture, with the Emei Sect returning to Dadu, Song Qingshu already knew what had happened.

He feigned surprise and said, "Has something serious happened?"

Then, filled with regret and self-reproach, he sighed deeply, "Alas! Wudang has always been on good terms with Emei, and I should have gone to check on them. But getting out of the city is more important right now, so Miss Zhao, let's not meddle in other people's business."

Zhao Min stared at him, her lips slightly pursed, and said, "I'm afraid someone is really thinking about that Miss Zhou. You should go and see her, so you won't be anxious about her after you leave the city."

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As they spoke, they headed toward the signal, crossing several secluded paths and arriving at the outside of a wall.

The faint sound of women arguing could be heard from inside the courtyard. They leaped into the courtyard and landed silently in the darkness. It was an abandoned courtyard overgrown with weeds, and the two of them hid among the weeds.

However, there were more than twenty people in the courtyard.