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Chapter 163 Qing Wan kidnaps the Saint

The queen was very surprised. She thought three or five days was a short time enough. How come Song Qingwan couldn't wait?

"My sister has been captured for so many days. I can't imagine what kind of torture she has gone through, so I have to find her as soon as possible."

The queen nodded in understanding, and then became curious about what kind of husband a brave and resourceful woman like Song Qingwan would deserve.

"I don't know much about Zhao Yuanshen. He is very careful in what he does, but I know that he is very close to the Saint of this dynasty."

"Saint?"

Song Qingwan thought of the Holy Lady of Southern Xinjiang that Yancai had told her about, and she understood something.

It is highly likely that Zhao Yuanshen is in collusion with the Saint of Southern Xinjiang, so he knows so many methods of poisoning.

After all, the Saint of Southern Xinjiang is a Gu refiner herself, and only the Saint of Southern Xinjiang can help Zhao Yuanshen obtain so many Gu poisons.

"Yes, it is Murong You, the current Saintess of our Southern Border. Zhao Yuanshen has been colluding with him for several years."

"The Saint and Zhao Yuanshen are together? Why would the Emperor allow this to happen?"

"I don't know about that. These two are inseparable all day long, just like a real couple. I think this should be his weakness."

"Thank you, Queen, for telling me. I will leave tonight. Please keep it a secret."

"Miss Song, what are you talking about? I haven't been able to help you in any way. Miss Song, just go ahead and don't worry."

Normally, no one would care if there was one more or one less palace maid in the Queen's palace, but now that the Queen is in the spotlight, it is inevitable that someone with ulterior motives will check the situation in her palace.

So when Song Qingwan appeared and then suddenly disappeared, the Queen still had to help keep it a secret.

With the help of the space, Song Qingwan left the Queen's palace that night and came to the outside of the palace of Saint Murong You.

Song Qingwan looked up and saw that this palace was even larger and more exquisite than the queen's palace.

Song Qingwan took advantage of the night and sneaked her way to the outside of the saint's bedroom.

Song Qingwan originally thought that the saint's bedroom must be guarded by many guards, but she didn't expect that as she walked along, except for a few palace maids, she didn't see a single guard.

Strange, aren't they afraid that the Saint will be in danger? Or does this Saint really have some special ability that makes her not afraid of bad guys at all?

Song Qingwan touched the outside of Murong You's bedroom, then quickly entered the space and began to eavesdrop. After a while, shameful sounds were heard from inside.

"My dear, you haven't come to see me for a few days. I miss you so much!"

"I'm here now, aren't I? I knew you, a little devil, couldn't leave me. Come quickly!"

"Ah, you are so bad, my lord..."

Song Qingwan was speechless. Even if Murong You really had emotions and desires, he should just endure it.

Openly showing off in this Saint Maiden Temple? If the people in Southern Xinjiang knew about this, they would be furious.

Moreover, according to Song Qingwan's judgment, the person called Prince should be Prince Chen Zhao Yuanshen.

Haha, what is collusion? This is collusion! Even the bodies are colluding together.

Song Qingwan patiently listened to the two people's live sex show. Just when she couldn't bear it anymore and wanted to go in and kill someone, Zhao Yuanshen finally finished with a loud roar.

"Hate it, you are the only one who is great. The old emperor is not as good as you in every way. I don't want to serve him anymore."

"Just bear with it for a while. Once the queen dies and the Pei family is completely destroyed, I will kill the emperor and then make you the queen."

"Humph, I've been listening to your vows for several years, and I don't know when it will end. I really want to marry you right away."

"I know, dear."

As the conversation between the two ended, Prince Chen put on his clothes quickly and walked out of the Holy Maiden Palace with a swagger.

During this time, the maids in the palace seemed to have gotten used to it, and no one tried to stop them.

It seems that Zhao Yuanshen's status in southern Xinjiang has exceeded Song Qingwan's imagination. It is impossible to confront him head-on, so she can only start with this saint.

When the Saint of Southern Xinjiang went to take a bath and change clothes, Song Qingwan quickly came out of the space and entered the bedroom, then quickly slipped back into the space, waiting for an opportunity.

Finally, Murong You returned from the bathroom, dismissed the servants, and then lay down on the bed to prepare for sleep.

Song Qingwan came out of the space directly and grabbed her neck with her hand.

"Who? How dare you attack me? Are you trying to kill yourself?"

"Haha, I didn't expect that the girl was such a lewd and wanton person behind the scenes."

"You... who are you? If you don't let go, I'll call for help."

"I don't think you have this chance, Miss Murong, I'm sorry!"

After saying that, Song Qingwan gave Murong You an injection of anesthetic, and she immediately lost consciousness. This time, Song Qingwan gave her a large dose, ensuring that Miss Murong would not wake up within three days.

After doing all this, Song Qingwan brought Murong You into the space, tied him up, and blindfolded him.

She didn't believe that with the status of the Saintess of Southern Xinjiang in Zhao Yuanshen's eyes, she wouldn't be able to get back a spring bud! Next, it depends on what tricks this Prince Chen will come up with.

Song Qingwan escaped from the palace under the cover of night. She did not return to the queen's bedroom, but went directly back to the villa she rented.

"Master, who is this?"

"Awu, keep an eye on her and don't untie her. We want to use her to exchange for Chunya."

"Yes, Master. I understand."

Ah Wu probably guessed the identity of the unconscious girl in front of him. After all, he had obtained similar information in the capital of southern Xinjiang these days.

So Awu tied the rope around Murong You more tightly, threw him directly into the woodshed, and blocked his mouth.

Old Madam Yuan naturally recognized the current Saint Murong You, and she couldn't help but admire Song Qingwan even more.

Being able to take the Saint of Southern Border out of the harem quietly is a skill that not everyone can do.

Moreover, Song Qingwan was alone, which was almost impossible to accomplish in the eyes of Old Madam Yuan.

After doing all this, Song Qingwan returned to her room. She needed to have a good sleep and rest.

If her guess was correct, King Chen would soon come to negotiate terms with her, so she needed to conserve her energy.

The running around these days, coupled with her pregnancy, made her exhausted and almost exhausted.

On the second day, the people in the Holy Maiden Palace finally discovered that their master was missing, and someone notified the emperor.

The emperor quickly took people to search every corner of the harem, including the palaces of the concubines, but found nothing.

Finally, he came to the queen's bedroom, intending to search there as well.

"Your Majesty, you are looking for someone in such a high-profile manner because you suspect that I have secretly hidden the Saint of Southern Border, right?"

"Queen, don't think too much. I will search not only the Queen's palace, but also the palaces of all the concubines."