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Chen Anlin had not finished eating yet, while Wu Xixue was left with nothing but bones.
"You're eating so fast," Chen Anlin remarked, clearing his throat. "There's still some rabbit meat left; you should roast it too."
Wu Xixue glanced at the remaining rabbit meat, clearly still wanting more. "As you wish."
Chen Anlin continued to roast the rabbit meat and asked, "Your Majesty, is it safe for us to go to the Song family this time?"
"Why? Are you worried about danger?"
"Yes. The Peaceful Sect and some rebels are everywhere! Although Your Majesty is powerful, if those people resort to schemes, it would be hard to defend against them!"
Chen Anlin's concerns were rooted in the plot of the novel. During this time, the Empress might face setbacks that could hinder her cultivation.
In the story, since the perspective was from Xiao Chen's side, this plot point was only briefly mentioned. It simply stated that the Empress encountered trouble and her cultivation declined while Xiao Chen led the rebel army with great momentum.
Now that Xiao Chen was dead, the rebel issue was resolved, but the plot concerning the Empress might still progress. Thus, he speculated whether something might happen at the Song family.
The Song family had someone in the court years ago but had long since retired. This time, they were sending word about the remains of the Jiaolong! The city had already confirmed this matter; currently, the Jiaolong's remains were being guarded by the Song family and city soldiers beneath a glacier, so it was absolutely safe.
Hearing Wu Xixue say this, Chen Anlin nodded in agreement. Indeed, there was no reason for the Song family or the city to act recklessly.
Unable to think further on it, he continued roasting meat. While doing so, he took out a pair of his own underpants from his storage bag and began altering them.
"Making pants?" Wu Xixue watched in disbelief but didn't ask further.
After Chen Anlin finished roasting the rabbit meat, she resumed eating. Once she finished, she noticed that Chen Anlin had nearly completed his alterations.
"What are you making?" Wu Xixue wiped the grease from her lips and finally couldn't help but ask.
"Hehe, Your Majesty, I'm making safety pants!" Chen Anlin replied seriously.
"What do you mean, you want to wear this?" Wu Xixue looked at Chen Anlin with a puzzled expression.
"Your Majesty, this safety pants is designed for you," Chen Anlin explained.
"I don’t want to wear such strange things!" Wu Xixue replied disdainfully. "By the way, why did you suddenly design these odd pants for me?"
"Your Majesty, you may not know, but these are specifically made to prevent wardrobe malfunctions. For example, if you fly around wearing these, it can prevent anyone from peeking at you," Chen Anlin said.
As he spoke, he instinctively raised his head to look at the spot where Wu Xixue had just been floating.
Wu Xixue followed Chen Anlin's gaze and suddenly realized something. Her face turned cold. "What did you just see?!"
Chen Anlin hurriedly replied, "Your Majesty, please rest assured. I am a gentleman and did not see anything."
"Really? You didn’t see anything at all?" Wu Xixue felt something was off but had no evidence.
"Your Majesty, every word I say is true. If I lied, punish me by making me wash your clothes and shoes," Chen Anlin insisted.
Wu Xixue frowned slightly. She sensed something was amiss but couldn’t pinpoint it. She could only snatch the safety pants from Chen Anlin’s hands and said seriously, "If I ever have a wardrobe malfunction again, remind me quickly."
She recalled how she had been up in the tree for quite a while earlier; who knows what Chen Anlin might have seen then?
Chen Anlin quickly nodded in agreement.
Wu Xixue walked aside and said, "I’m going to put on the pants now. You’re not allowed to peek; otherwise, you know what will happen."
Chen Anlin's face turned awkward as he thought to himself that peeking at this moment would be suicidal. Besides, what was there to see anyway? It wasn’t interesting at all.
The next day, as dawn broke, the two set off on their journey!
With the understanding they had developed yesterday, Chen Anlin felt much more accustomed this time.
As they got closer to the South Pole, the temperature dropped even further.
Fortunately, with the fire-resistant clothing on, he didn’t feel too cold.
Four days later!
The two had already ventured deep into the South Pole and hadn’t seen any villages or towns for quite some time.
As far as the eye could see, the entire land was blanketed in white, with over a meter of snow piled up on the ground.
Around noon, the two of them finally landed and saw a small town ahead. The Song family could be considered one of the prominent families here; let’s inquire about things in the city.
The two quickly entered the town and made their way to the Song residence. The entire Song family was brightly lit and decorated, as if preparing for a celebration. Upon inquiry, they learned that Song Daba, the eldest son of the Song family, was about to marry the daughter of a wealthy merchant with the surname Xu from within the city.
At that moment, in the grand hall of the Xu residence in Nanji City, a woman’s voice rang out desperately. “Father, I would rather die than marry Song Daba! I’d jump off here before I ever agree to it!”
“Stop this nonsense! This marriage was arranged by your grandfather; it’s not a joke! Are you still a member of the Xu family?” Xu Fuqian slammed his hand on the table, looking at his daughter with disappointment.
Beside him, an elderly woman spoke earnestly, “Daughter, the Song family is a powerful clan. They not only have good relations with influential families but also with the Empress. Our Xu family is currently weak; if we can connect with the Song family, it would not only secure your future but also elevate our family's status.”
“Father, Mother, you can’t trade my happiness for this!” Xu Qingxue cried out. “I’ve heard that Song Daba isn’t a good person, and he already has two women!”
She had long known that Song Daba had married two other women; what did that make her?
“Qingxue, it’s true that Song Daba has two women, but they are just concubines!”
“I won’t listen! You just want to force me into this! Wuwuwu…”
“This child…”
As those inside tried to persuade Xu Qingxue, a pair of cold eyes watched from outside the window, nearly bursting with anger at what they saw. How could they force Qingxue to marry that Song Daba? Song Daba, you truly deserve to die.
This person was actually a stablehand from the Song family named Fang Yuan. Though merely a stablehand, he harbored great ambitions and had long regarded Xu Qingxue as his own woman.
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