The Princess’ Shadow Guard Cannot Be Too Clever

e warm wine and waited patiently under the night sky, still feeling lonely.

Ah, I really want to go back to Shu.

Even though she’s always bored at the teahouse, she would still rather stare at the shop’s door than be busy running around the palace.

Besides, she’s not like Da Linzi, who is willing to devote himself to the Shadow Guard Camp for the sake of the country and the people.

Although Da Linzi loves to drink and gossip, ever since their Master was injured, he volunteered to take up the responsibility of rebuilding the Shadow Guard Camp.
He’s so busy every day that he doesn’t have any time to drink like he used to.

As for herself, she had no special feelings for this country or the shadow guards.
She just wanted to listen to music and laze around every day…

Ah! Suddenly, Song Shu Qing wanted to listen to Zi Yan play the Qin.

It had been a long time since she last saw Zi Yan, and she wondered if Zi Yan had composed any new beautiful Qin pieces during this time.

She waited for Ming Qin to return so they could go back to Shu together, as long as Ming Qin recovered soon.

Song Shu Qing looked up at the cloudless sky and felt that even the moon was a bit dazzling for some reason.

Tonight, she waited longer than usual.

When the sun rose, its first ray of sunlight shone on her face.

Song Shu Qing squinted her tired eyes and yawned, picking up the wine pot from the tiles and preparing to jump down.
But then she saw a black figure riding a horse rushing towards her along the still quiet street, just as the city gate had just opened.

Who is this? Why are they so flustered?

Don’t they know there’s a speed limit for riding horses on the street? Speed limit!

Do they think they won’t be noticed in broad daylight? They’re too naive.

They will be fined for sure, poor thing.

Just when she was halfway through enjoying her schadenfreude, she suddenly stopped.

Wait a minute.

This cloak looks familiar.

Is that a familiar figure carrying an old man with a heroic posture?

Isn’t that Qin Qin?

Has Qin Qin really returned within a month?!

Shocked and almost slipping from the roof, Song Shu Qing tossed the wine jug aside, jumped down to the ground in two or three moves, and hurried towards the palace gate.

In her haste, she showed the token to the guard of the imperial army on duty.
As soon as she left the palace, she saw dust rising from the hooves of a horse that seemed to have lost control, galloping towards her direction.

Several soldiers nervously extended their spears, trying to pierce the frenzied horse that was getting closer and closer.

“Qin Qin! Stop the horse quickly!” shouted Song Shu Qing.

Ming Qin kept her head low, her black cloak flying behind her.
Half of her face was covered by her long hair, so her eyes couldn’t be seen.
She tightly squeezed the horse’s belly and did not answer.

“Little Ming, look out! We’re going to crash into the wall!” warned an old man who was being held by Ming Qin, but there was no response from her.

“I haven’t accomplished my great undertaking yet! I don’t want to die!” the old man shouted at the top of his lungs.

“I hope not…” Song Shu Qing’s heart sank as she saw the rider still unmoved.

With a quick step forward, Song Shu Qing’s agile figure swayed like the wind as she dodged past the horse.
As she passed by, she grabbed the saddle with a wrist turn and pulled the raving old man down from the horse’s back.

Then, holding her breath, she pulled herself up and over onto the rider’s seat.

She sat down behind the rider, reaching forward to surround Ming Qin with her arms and grabbing the reins with a firm grip.
The galloping horse lifted its front hooves, nearly throwing off the two riders on its back.

With a tight grip on the reins, Song Shu Qing held onto the stiff Ming Qin, feeling the muscles in her arms tearing with pain, but she gritted her teeth and endured.

It wasn’t until the exhausted horse landed heavily, panting and motionless, that Song Shu Qing let out a breath and dismounted.
She looked at the distance of less than four or five feet from the city gate and the guards who were holding their breath, and they all let out a collective sigh of relief.

“Miss! Miss!”

Wang Wei stumbled towards Song Shu Qing, tearful and grateful.
“You are my savior, miss…sob sob sob.”

The short old man sat down with weak legs, holding onto Song Shu Qing’s thigh and complaining loudly.
“I thought I was going to die! For the past few days, she didn’t let me eat or sleep.
I even peed in my pants because there was no time to put them on while rushing on the road.
I also got dizzy on the horse…sob sob sob.
I thought I was on a roller coaster.
You are my savior.”

His speech was incoherent.

Song Shu Qing walked with difficulty.
“Let go of my leg! What are you talking about…wait, roller coaster?”

Looking at the old man who was about to use her sleeve to wipe his tears, she suddenly said, “I like to drink Coca-Cola.”

Wang Wei, who was crying, actually looked up, and his wrinkled face showed some disdain.
“No taste…sob sob sob, Pepsi tastes better.”

After they finished speaking, they stopped in shock, looking at each other.

Before they could even have a tearful reunion, they heard a crashing sound behind them.
Ming Qin, who was riding the horse, couldn’t hold on any longer and fell off.

“Qin Qin! Qin Qin!” Regardless of whether they were old acquaintances or not, Song Shu Qing shook off the old man holding onto her leg and ran towards her junior sister who had fallen on the ground.

“Qin Qin! Qin Qin, wake up!”

Unfortunately, Ming Qin didn’t respond.