The Command to Pamper the Husband - Chapter 48

However, this time the body lying under Shen Yue was Song Jin’s. Struggling to breathe, Shen Yue glared at Song Jin. “Get up! Are you trying to crush me to death!”

Song Jin pouted. “Aren’t we waiting for the lightning?”

Seeing his own handsome face making a pouty expression, Shen Yue felt like his head was about to explode.

They waited for the time it took to drink five cups of tea, but there wasn’t a single sound of thunder from outside. However, Shen Yue, who was at the bottom, was about to suffocate. Fearing she might damage her own body, Song Jin propped herself up with her hands and leaped up.

“Father, this method isn’t working.”

Standing up, Song Jin looked helplessly at Song Dingzhong. Lu Zhan stepped forward to help Shen Yue up.

Song Dingzhong rubbed his forehead, unable to think of a better solution.

“Maybe we should find a Taoist priest?” Wan Xi suggested again.

Song Dingzhong and Shen Yue shook their heads simultaneously, saying, “No!”

Finding a Taoist priest might solve their predicament, but if it didn’t, the news of their body swap would eventually leak. They couldn’t possibly kill the priest to keep the secret. Besides, ordinary Taoists typically only had the ability to perform tricks, not actual soul-swapping abilities. If they were to find someone, it would have to be a real master. Song Dingzhong did know of such a person, but he was supposed to be in Huanan Mountain. Huanan Mountain was quite far from here, and the round trip would take at least five or six days, not to mention the person might be traveling elsewhere. Time was of the essence.

Shen Yue had to leave for the capital the next day. He had no reason to delay here, and the situation in the capital didn’t allow for any delays. Moreover, the Duke of An’s people were already on their way to the capital.

“Tomorrow, let young master Song go to the capital with me,” Shen Yue said, sitting with a sullen face and casting a disdainful glance at Song Jin. But when that disdainful look landed on his own face, Shen Yue’s eye twitched. Was he despising himself?

Song Dingzhong, unaware of Shen Yue’s internal struggle, sighed. “That seems to be the only option.”

Song Jin looked at her father anxiously. “Father, what about me…”

Song Dingzhong gave Song Jin a reassuring look and then turned to Shen Yue. “If Jin’er is to accompany you to the capital, we must create a flawless identity for her.”

Shen Yue replied, “The identity is not an issue. We can say that I find Song Jin reliable and wise and want to keep him as an advisor.” As he spoke, Shen Yue felt disgusted. Clearly, Song Jin was just an effeminate person! However, she wasn’t entirely useless. She could identify gold and control weapons.

After a pause, Shen Yue continued, “As for the matter of Song family’s young mistress, we’ll stick to our original story that she fell into the lake and drowned. But…” Shen Yue turned to look at Song Jin.

“We have exchanged bodies. In the capital, many things that require my presence will have to be handled by him. Therefore, it is necessary for Master Song to inform him of our plans.”

“Of course,” Song Dingzhong said, stroking his chin. “However, calling him an advisor means he can’t accompany you to every event. What if there is a banquet at the palace? An advisor can’t attend such events. And if Jin’er goes alone…”

Song Dingzhong’s concern was valid. Song Jin had never been to the palace, let alone faced its intrigues as a prince.

Song Jin turned to look at Shen Yue, nodding like a pecking chick. Shen Yue… Seeing his own handsome face nodding like that, Shen Yue wanted to strangle Song Jin. But strangling her would mean strangling his own body. It was truly… Twisted!

Noticing Shen Yue’s expression, Song Dingzhong asked, “Does Your Highness have a solution?”

Shen Yue was silent for a moment. “Not at the moment.”

Song Dingzhong smiled. “I have an idea.”

Shen Yue looked at Song Dingzhong, unsure of what the old fox had in mind.

“Calling him an advisor won’t allow constant companionship, but if you call him your legitimate wife, you can be together openly.”

Shen Yue’s face twisted. “A princess consort?”

Song Dingzhong nodded.

Shen Yue looked at his body, then at Song Jin’s, full of resistance. “You want me to make him my princess consort?”

Wan Xi added, “Anyway, Your Highness is already our Song family’s young mistress. It’s just a change of title; there’s no need to be so shocked.”

Shen Yue… No need?! “Royal marriages aren’t decided on a whim,” Shen Yue said after a long silence, his face dark.

“Mankind proposes, but God disposes,” Song Dingzhong replied.

Shen Yue was about to speak again when Song Dingzhong interrupted, “Besides, if you’re not together all the time, how can you guide Jin’er? If she causes trouble in the palace, everything will be ruined.”

Shen Yue felt a tidal wave of resistance. But logic told him resisting was futile.

“However, royal marriages require a body examination by a palace nanny. This is different from me disguising as a woman to marry in.”

“A nanny’s examination is no problem. Jin’er is a woman; she can pass the test.”

“A woman? But that means…” Shen Yue’s face, which had been relatively calm, turned stone-like as he stared at Song Dingzhong. “What?”

Shen Yue sprang up. Song Dingzhong nodded. “Jin’er is a woman.”

Shen Yue mechanically turned to look at Song Jin. Song Jin shrank her neck, grinned, and waved at Shen Yue. “Yes.”

Shen Yue… Had he committed too many sins in a past life? Why was the heavens mocking him repeatedly! First, he thought exchanging bodies with an effeminate person was bad enough. Now he was told the body was a genuine woman’s?

Shen Yue was in disarray, and Lu Zhan wasn’t much better. He looked at Wan Xi with shock.

Wan Xi flashed a toothy grin. “Yes.”

Lu Zhan shuddered.

Song Dingzhong said, “So, going to the capital as the legitimate wife is the best option.”

Shen Yue… He needed time to process this.

“I’ll think about the identity. Master Song, please explain what we need to do to young master Song… or rather, Miss Song.”

Shen Yue sat down, looking deflated. Song Jin turned to Song Dingzhong. She had thought she could be a carefree, idle rich kid. Now… that dream was shattered.

Song Dingzhong succinctly and thoroughly explained the situation to Song Jin. In short, they needed to take down Duke An.

Song Jin clicked her tongue. So her father really did have a grudge against Duke An.

Nodding solemnly, she then said with difficulty, “But father, I don’t know anything.”