"That's right. He's the clan lord of the Song clan of Lingnan. He has never been defeated since he debuted. He's Duke Zhennan, a great grandmaster, and Heaven Saber Song Que.”Song Ziqing enunciated each word with a complicated look in his eyes.
Yao Yue's pretty eyebrows were knitted together. She was not blaming Song Ziqing for not telling her his true identity. She knew that Song Ziqing had his reasons for not telling her.
She just didn't understand." Song Que does have two sons and two daughters. The eldest daughter is Song Yuhua, the second son is Song Yuzhi, and the eldest son is Song Shidao. The second son is rarely seen, so it must be you. But your name is Song Ziqing?”
The Song family abided by the Han tradition. Since Song Shidao was a teacher, Song Ziqing should be called Song Shiqing.
Song Ziqing smiled bitterly. This was the reason why he didn't want to talk about it.
His predecessor had run away from home.
To outsiders, Song Que was practically perfect.
An illustrious family background, extraordinary martial arts, overflowing talent, and handsome looks.
However, from the memories of his predecessor, Song Ziqing knew that Song Que was sometimes too perfect.
He had pursued the pinnacle of the saber his entire life, believing that relationships were a burden. After his relationship with Fan Qinghui had failed, Song Que had only married an ugly woman in his middle age, so that he could focus on martial arts and not be immersed in the pleasures of the boudoir.
As a result, Song Que had no feelings for their birth mothers and treated them coldly, causing their birth mothers to die early.
At that time, his predecessor already bore a grudge in his heart. In addition to the strict family rules of the Song family, he could not bear it anymore and changed his name. He left home and wandered in the martial world.
That was how Song Ziqing transmigrated.
Yao Yue and the other man finally understood what he meant.
Yao Yue looked at Song Ziqing with pity and said softly,""It's been hard on you."
Song Ziqing tried his best to maintain his expression. Although he was sad, he was not sad. After all, he had never interacted with his birth mother after transmigrating.
However, he did not expect there to be a surprise!
Yao Yue's eyes were filled with gentleness, exuding a motherly glow.
Song Ziqing had never seen Yao Yue like this before.
At this moment, she was no longer the high and mighty Soliciting Moon Palace Master, but Song Ziqing's own Soliciting Moon.
Suddenly, he thought to himself,'Yao Yue has no parents as well. The two sisters were raised by the previous master of the Palace of Transforming Flowers, and the rules of the palace were strict as well. I guess they did not have a happy childhood.'
Thinking about it this way, weren't the two of them a match made in heaven?
Yan Nantian was only interested in the sword and did not understand any romantic feelings. He could not see the tender affection between the two of them at all. Instead, he sighed,""Yes, yes! Your father is Heaven Saber Song Que, and Young Master Song is a god in the Dao of Saber. It can be said that a tiger father does not have a dog son!”
Song Ziqing thought to himself,'Song Que didn't teach me this saber technique!
His predecessor, Song Que, only cared about his saber techniques and neglected his family. He hated martial arts, so Song Ziqing was the one who learned his grandmaster strength bit by bit.
Yan Nantian became excited again and said proudly,""I am a boor, but I am also a Han. I admire Duke Zhennan for defending the Han family. These thirty years of cultivation should belong to Young Master Song!”
Song Ziqing could only accept it and said solemnly,""It's better to accept it than to respect it!"
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Lingnan, Song family.
A fast horse galloped into the Song Clan's mountain city.
The passers-by gave way one after another, their faces full of surprise.
This was the highest-ranking messenger of the Song family, and the news he delivered would affect the world.
Could it be that there was a change in the Central Plains?
Song Zhi held the letter and hurried through the mountain city. His footsteps were extremely fast.
After passing through the stone pavilion, they arrived in front of a wooden building. They couldn't help but slow down and look at the building with a complicated gaze.
There were three big words written on it-Sharpening Hall.
In the huge space of the Whet-sharpening Hall, a man stood with his back to the door in the center of the hall. He did not have any weapons on him. His body was as straight as a javelin, and he wore a green and blue robe that hung down to the ground. He stood tall and majestic like a mountain. His black hair was tied into a bun with a red scarf on his head. His hands were behind his back. His facial features were not visible, but he had an insufferably arrogant and disdainful spirit.
"Big brother, there's news about Ziqing." Song Zhi stepped forward and said.”
Song Que accepted the letter, but didn't open it."He is Song Shiqing."
Song Zhi didn't dare to retort. He just lowered his head and thought," Why is Eldest Brother doing this? If it wasn't for your acquiescence back then, how could Ziqing have left Song Clan Mountain City?
"What happened?"
Song Zhi hesitated for a moment before recalling the news he had received from the messenger. He forced a smile and said,"Eldest brother should take a look for yourself. Foolish brother still has some matters to deal with, so I'll take my leave first.”
Without waiting for Song Que to reply, he quickly retreated. Judging by his speed, he was most likely using high-tier qinggong.
Song Que opened the letter.
The letter was short, but there was a lot of information.
He clenched his hands slightly and the letter instantly turned into powder.
His face was still calm, but he could hear the clanging of long knives in the whet-sharpening hall.
"Hey! Good kid! Killing Murong Fu with a saber, what an awe-inspiring sight! How dare you propose marriage without permission!"
For a moment, Song Que didn't know whether to be happy or angry!
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Mount Song, Shaolin Temple.
In the dark Sutra Depository.
A man in black was also reading a letter under the flickering light.
His expression was uncertain.
"Shifting Flower Palace, what a Shifting Flower Palace!”
"My Fu 'er!"
"Yao Yue! Lian Xing! Song Ziqing! I, Murong Bo, will make you pay with your blood!”
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