Chapter 702: Two Huang Rongs
Seeing Yang Guo turn and leave, Wanyan Liang—knowing all too well about his peculiar temperament—didn’t bother with him. His thoughts were entirely fixed on Huang Rong. Fearing that relying solely on Murong Bo and Qiu Qianren wouldn’t be secure enough, he hastily summoned his subordinate warriors and ordered them to give chase as well.
Meanwhile, after Huang Rong had just leaped over the courtyard wall, she didn’t immediately flee; instead, she slipped into a nearby shadow. Watching the woman before her—dressed identically and even sporting the exact same hairstyle—she couldn’t help but burst into a laugh, “You really do look the part!”
“Rong’er, we’re well acquainted, but if you keep mocking me like that, I’ll really get mad!” Song Qingshu said in a sulky tone as he glared at her. “I’ve sacrificed so much for you, and yet you still laugh at me.”
Huang Rong stifled her laughter and quickly said, “Alright, alright, I won’t laugh…” Still, she couldn’t completely hold back her amusement. Noticing that Song Qingshu’s expression had darkened, she hastily added, “They’ve caught up—hurry and run!”
“I’ll settle with you later!” Song Qingshu threatened, waving his fist. But he had already caught the sound of fluttering robes and knew that Wanyan Liang’s elite fighters had arrived. Not daring to linger, he immediately activated his Qinggong and dashed off into the distance.
“Over there—chase after her!” cried Qiu Qianren, known as the Iron Palm and Water Skater. Besides his formidable iron palms, his Qinggong was second to none. Although he started after Murong Bo, he ended up arriving first by scaling the courtyard wall. Spotting a flash of green not far off, he instantly recognized Huang Rong’s silhouette and urgently signaled the others to pursue.
Watching the group vanish in a grand procession into the distance, Huang Rong, who had been concealed in the shadows, quietly emerged. A trace of inexplicable, complex emotion flickered across her pretty face as she mused, ‘The illustrious Golden Serpent King—one of the top experts in the realm—is actually willing to disguise himself as a woman just to save Brother Jing…’
It must be understood that in ancient times, to say a man behaved like a woman was the highest insult. Back then, Zhuge Liang had once used women’s garments to shame Sima Yi for his timidity in battle—nearly enraging the ever-cunning Sima Yi. This goes to show just how deeply the ancients abhorred such behavior.
Huang Rong was well aware of these conventions. Seeing that Song Qingshu had sacrificed so much, she felt so moved that a thought even occurred to her: since he had done all this for me, last night’s events should be taken as repayment…