Flower Stealing Master

Chapter 997: Pear Blossoms in the Rain

The various generals in the army took turns to curry favor, and even though Song Qingshu had profound skills, he still felt a bit dizzy from all the wine. 

After the banquet ended, he staggered over to find Daiqisi, wondering why he had to go to her tent. However, thinking of the ambiguous and envious gazes from the generals during the feast, Song Qingshu speculated that Daiqisi must have heard some gossip in the camp and felt too embarrassed to seek him out in the main tent.

As he wobbled towards Daiqisi’s tent, Song Qingshu suddenly felt a long-lost thrill of sneaking around, unable to help but marvel at how this woman was truly a little enchantress. Not only did she have a face that could bring disaster to a nation, but she also knew just how to pique a man’s interest at the right moment.

Since it was a secret rendezvous, the more discreet, the better. Song Qingshu waved his hand to dismiss the guard following him; after all, with his martial arts skills, even if he was drunk, there were very few who could harm him.

At that moment, Pucha Qiucao, lying in the tent, had her heart in her throat, pondering how to remind Tang Kuo Bian not to… not to end up with the wrong person. But after thinking it over, she despondently realized that she had no way to do so.

That wicked woman, Daiqisi, not only stripped her of her cl0thes and sealed all her acupoints but also changed her appearance. Unless Tang Kuo Bian was all-knowing, how could he possibly recognize her as Pucha Qiucao?

Of course, when the other party got intimate with her, if he was observant, he might notice something was off. After all, her innocent young b0dy felt distinctly different from Daiqisi’s mature and graceful form. But… but what would that matter at that point!

While Pucha Qiucao was filled with anxiety, Song Qingshu finally lifted the tent flap and walked in. Seeing the woman lying on the bed, he couldn’t help but murmur in surprise, “Oh, why are you sleeping so early?”

A glimmer of hope rose in Pucha Qiucao’s heart; as long as he noticed something unusual, he might discover her true identity. 

However, her fleeting hope was instantly dashed when Song Qingshu quickly added, “I guess I’ve been exhausting her these past few days; she must be tired.”

Approaching the bed, he gazed at the serene sleeping face of the beauty, feeling a surge of pity. Indeed, Daiqisi had been too worn out these days, so it would be good to let her rest well; he decided not to do anything to her today.

Casually removing his cl0thes, he slipped into the bed, initially planning to just hold Daiqisi and sleep for the night. However, once he got under the covers, his eyes widened in shock— the w0man in the bed was completely uncl0thed, as if silently inviting him.

Pucha Qiucao’s heart raced wildly at the thought of her pure b0dy being embraced by another man; she felt like she could kill him. But she also understood that this was not Tang Kuo Bian’s fault; it was all the doing of that vicious woman, Daiqisi.

Moreover, considering that her b0dy had already been seen by Tang Kuo Bian in the Ancient Tomb, Pucha Qiucao was not too concerned about that anymore. Now, all her thoughts were focused on how to remind him of her identity.

With Song Qingshu’s skills, he could naturally sense her accelerated heartbeat, but he didn’t think in other directions and instinctively assumed that Daiqisi was pretending to be asleep on purpose.

Song Qingshu had originally intended to let Daiqisi rest for the night, but seeing her naked in the bed and deliberately pretending to sleep made her intentions quite clear. 

After all, Daiqisi was a married w0man; even though her husband had been dead for over a decade, changing her mindset wouldn’t be easy. Song Qingshu thought she was willing but too shy to say it outright, so she used this method to hint at it. Amused, he decided not to expose her and went along with her intentions.

“Since my sister has such refined tastes, I won’t be polite,” Song Qingshu said as he ki$$ed her lips and pressed himself down on her.

Pucha Qiucao was taken aback: ‘Huh, why did Tang Kuo Bian’s voice suddenly change?’ Moreover, when they had just ki$$ed, she felt their faces touch and only noticed an unusual smoothness, without feeling Tang Kuo Bian’s full beard at all. However, this small doubt was quickly replaced by a wave of overwhelming shame, as she felt her b0dy losing control in various places. She couldn’t help but curse inwardly, ‘Tang Kuo Bian, you pig-headed fool! Can’t you tell that my b0dy is obviously different from that shameless woman, Daiqisi?’

As if hearing her thoughts, Song Qingshu exclaimed, “Huh, why does it feel like the chest has shrunk a bit?” If it had been any other day, Pucha Qiucao would have been furious to hear such a comment, but at that moment, she felt a surge of joy: ‘Yes, yes! My chest is definitely much smaller than that vixen Daiqisi’s; you must be able to notice such an obvious difference, right?’

However, Song Qingshu’s next words immediately dashed her newly kindled hopes: “Sigh, if I had known this would happen, I shouldn’t have drunk so much tonight; I’m starting to see illusions.” 

Pucha Qiucao was on the verge of tears. What illusions? This was clearly the reality!

“Um, the b0dy feels a bit more petite and delicate.” 

“…thighs seem firmer and tighter.” 

“…skin doesn’t seem as delicate and smooth as before.” 

Listening to the endless murmurs from the other party, Pucha Qiucao was nearly numb. If it were any other time, she might have been curious about how a man would compare her to Daiqisi, but in this situation, all she wanted to do was cry.

‘Tang Kuo Bian, you really are a pig! With so many differences, how can you not realize that we are not the same person at all!’ If she hadn’t been silenced, she would have surely shouted out loud.

Despite Pucha Qiucao’s desperate pleas to all the gods and spirits, even the Eternal Heaven worshipped by her enemies, the Mongols, she still couldn’t stop things from heading toward the worst possible outcome. 

What was meant to come eventually arrived. As the drunken man pressed heavily against her, Pucha Qiucao felt a sharp pain, her heart filled with sorrow, and two streams of tears could no longer be contained as they flowed from her eyes.

After a while, Song Qingshu finally sensed something was off. He looked between her legs and saw a cluster of bright red flowers blooming on the bedsheet. 

In an instant, he sobered up. While he could have explained the earlier differences in b0dy features as a result of his drunken state, this bloodstain was something he couldn’t rationalize. As a married w0man who had already given birth to a child, Daiqisi could not possibly still be a v!rgin, could she? Even if she were indeed a v!rgin, after being pampered by him just a few days ago, she definitely wouldn’t be anymore.

As a master of disguise, Song Qingshu had simply not thought in that direction before, but now, with suspicion arising, he quickly noticed that there was something wrong with her face. He reached out to remove the mask from her face, revealing a youthful visage, like Pear Blossoms in the Rain.