Lu Fei was stunned. After five months of being together, he thought he knew her a little, and would not be stingy with the kindness of a simple task. For example, buying a bun for a beggar, helping the old man and the aunt to lift heavy objects, and someone fell down and helped him.

But she is definitely not very enthusiastic. She speaks coldly on weekdays and doesn't care much about anything.

Even though I was the benefactor who had been with her for May and had saved her from the pursuers' swords many times, I didn't feel much grateful to her.

However, he never expected that she would say something that was so rational that it was almost ruthless. Objectively speaking, Old Man Wen was indeed more suitable than Kong Nian, but in addition to reason, there were human feelings, husband and wife feelings, father and son feelings, and various concerns.

"Even ants are alive, let alone human beings. Old Man Wen still has a wife and children alive. Why do you die? Do you think reincarnation is shopping?"

Xiyue reminded: "Kong Nian also has parents alive."

Lu Fei rubbed his eyebrows helplessly: "I didn't say that Kong Nian deserves to die. For Wen Xiu, whether it was Kong Nian or Old Man Wen, they were all slashing his heart, and there was no difference.

This is not a question of not being dead. The fundamental problem lies in the fact that the emperor is stupid and worships ancestors. What kind of porcelain is not used, and it is necessary to force the people to destroy their families."

Xiyue was innocent: "I know, but the unlucky thing has fallen on their family. They cannot resist the government or the emperor. They can only try their best to minimize the losses."

Lu Fei was powerless and felt that he was playing the piano against the cow. "The dead father and the dead wife are the same, and there is no difference between the size of the loss."

"One is a man and the other is a woman, one is young and the other is old, where is the same?"

Lu Fei was about to exclaim his blood: "Is your father dead different from your mother dead?"

"I don't have parents, but it should be different. After all, they are two people." Xiyue tilted her head slightly and thought for a while, and answered very seriously.

Lu Fei was stunned when he heard this, Xuan Er had some speculation: "Are you alone?"

Xiyue nodded.

Lu Fei was relieved, no wonder she was so indifferent to the emotions between people, she didn't have them herself, so she told her to empathize with others.

Looking at her, she was not sad or happy, and when she mentioned her life experience without any emotional ups and downs, Lu Fei felt a little distressed and said softly: "I will be your relative in the future."

Xiyue stared at him in a daze, her black pupils shining with tiny stars, and her eyes were like calm lake water. At this time, the lake water seemed to be wrinkled by the breeze, causing light ripples.

After a moment, she blinked her eyes, as if she had come back to her senses, and her eyes calmed down. She turned her head and looked out the window at the endless night, and said calmly: "No need."

Lu Fei suddenly became angry: "Hey, what's your tone? This young hero is handsome and handsome, young and promising. Will you be defeated by your relatives?"

Xiyue raised her eyebrows and sneered: "Will young and enthusiastic be chased for a whole three months?"

Lu Fei was angry. Who was he hunting for? "They had more than 100 people and had more rice than me. It was already very good that I could tie them!"

Xiyue stroked the broken hair that was blown by the wind on her forehead and added Yan Jin: "With my help, I barely got a draw."

Lu Fei stumbled for a long time and said angrily: "What an unpleasant girl."

Xiyue curled her lips and didn't care. She remembered the white pigeon that was let go by him and asked, "What did the pigeon do just now?"

When Lu Fei mentioned this, his depression disappeared in an instant and decided not to care about her: "The pigeon at home, thank you for your jade rosary, my mother's poison has been cured."

"Are you leaving?"

Lu Fei nodded: "I said it was borrowing it at the beginning. Now that my mother's poison has been cured, I naturally have to go back and return the jade rosary to the owner of Zhaoyang Palace."

"No need to worry, I'll give it to you."

"You are very generous when you give your master's things to others."

Xiyue paused slightly and changed the topic: "It's been two months, why haven't the pursuers found us yet?"

"Why, no one is chasing him and can't adapt to it?" Having said that, Lu Fei couldn't help but wonder that it was the limit to be able to get rid of a day or two before.

A few days later, Xiyue was sitting in front of the fire cage and roasting sweet potatoes. Lu Fei pushed the door and entered: "Most of the pursuers have retreated."

Xiyue raised her eyes and asked with her eyes.

Lu Fei's heart was heavy: "There have been rumored on the streets these two days. Princess Xiyue has been born in Nanming. She is sixteen years old this year. How can she take care of her revenge for her playboy's son?"

"How did this matter spread?" Xiyue raised her eyebrows. As far as she knew about it, the number of people in the entire Nanming Kingdom knew about her existence would not exceed double digits.

Lu Fei sneered, "Of course it was the work of those powerful ministers and nobles, and every family wanted to replace the royal family."

Xiyue was silent and said for a while: "You can leave with confidence."

Hearing this, Lu Fei's heart was completely dissipated, and he almost couldn't get up in one breath: "You just want me to leave, after all, we have been together for May, and the stones should be warmed up!"

Xiyue rolled her eyes. Who said that she wanted to go back to see his mother every day and complained that she wasted her time saving her.

Lu Fei sat down in front of the fire cage, picked up the teacup and poured a cup, then cleared his throat and said loudly: "The famous sword Qingfeng of Zhujian Villa was born. The owner of the manor decided to invite all the heroes of the world to hold a martial arts conference in March after the New Year. The winner can get a famous sword. The opportunity is rare, so I naturally have to experience it. How about it, should I go and have a good time together?"

There was a lively gathering together, Xiyue agreed happily, and then said suspiciously: "Don't you have a sword? You also want a famous sword?"

"As the saying goes, a sword is matched with a hero. The Qingfeng sword cast by senior Situ Xiong himself. Who doesn't want it in the martial arts world? I bought this sword for five taels of silver from the island. How can I compare with the Qingfeng sword?"

"Can you beat those people?" Xiyue expressed doubts. Although his martial arts skills were indeed very good, he was only eighteen years old after all, so how could he compare with those martial arts masters in his seventies or eighties?

Lu Fei was choked and said angrily: "Can I just go and see the test?"

After saying that, he glared at him, could he not be more gentle?

"Zhujian Villa is far away from Jinci Town, and it will take half a month at the fastest. We set out earlier, so we don't have to hurry up on the road."

Xiyue nodded and said, "Let's hire a carriage to make it warmer."

"You are really my ancestor." Lu Fei gritted his teeth.

The next day, I went to the carriage and hired a spacious carriage, bought a few thick quilts and spread them on it, and bought food, clothing and other items. On the third day, the two of them set off on the road.

The further north the weather became colder, the snowflakes were rising and falling all over the ground.

On this day, Lu Fei was so speechless that he was once again stung by Xiyue. He lifted the curtain and simply sat on the shaft of the car to watch the driver drive the car.

There are many vehicles coming and going on the official road, and horses gallop away from each other from time to time. Needless to ask, they also went to Zhujian Villa to attend the martial arts conference.

"Brother Lu? Such a coincidence?" A surprised voice came from beside him.

Lu Fei turned his head and saw that Jiang Shida lifted the soft curtains of the car windows in the luxurious carriage parallel to them, and was very surprised.

"Brother Jiang! Lu Fei felt lucky to meet you!" He felt destined to be destined. As soon as the teahouse parted, Jiang Shida left Jinci Town soon. Unexpectedly, he met him here two months later.

"Brother Lu is going?"

"The martial arts conference is being held in Zhujian Villa. Let's join in the fun and have a long experience. Brother Jiang is going to go back to Pingyang?"

"Jiang Fu, stop! You guys stop too."

Jiang Shida jumped out of the carriage with a serious expression: "Brother Lu, come with me."

Lu Fei was puzzled, thinking about Jiang Shida's character, knocked on the wall of the car to tell Xiyue, and followed him.

After the two left the official road for a certain distance and confirmed that there was no one around, Jiang Shida lowered his voice and said hurriedly: "What kind of martial arts conference are you, a thief, attending? You are so desperate?"

Um?

Lu Fei was stunned, then widened his eyes and said unhappily: "What a thief, Brother Jiang, please explain it clearly."

He just borrowed the jade rosary and used it, so why did he become a thief?

Suddenly, he felt something was wrong. The jade rosary was delivered to Yunhuang Island by the way. According to Uncle Lu, no one chased him along the way. According to reason, no one in the palace discovered that the jade rosary was lost.

Ayue is not a talkative person either. How did Jiang Shida know that he took the jade rosary?

Jiang Shida said earnestly: "Brother Lu is a free and righteous person. I know you are not a villain. There must be your reason for being a thief, but not everyone in the world is as wise as me. When the martial arts conference is full of heroes, aren't you going to die?"

"Where did you know that I am a thief?" Lu Fei was puzzled. He was handsome and full of justice. He didn't look like a thief no matter how he looked.

Jiang Shida felt that he would not shed tears without seeing the coffin, and said angrily: "The white jade hairpin on your junior sister's head is a gift from the emperor. It was not stolen by you. Could it be that the emperor rewarded you?"

Lu Fei's mind was a little knotted, but he had not yet sorted it out, and then he heard Jiang Shida say, "Five years ago, King Jing'an accidentally got a piece of rare and beautiful jade and presented it to the court. The emperor ordered the famous craftsmen of the palace to carve it into a jade pendant, a jade hairpin, and an earring.

The emperor wore the jade pendant himself and rewarded the empress with the earrings, leaving the jade hairpin in the warehouse. If he had the ability to take the jade hairpin from the royal treasury, he would not be a thief."

Lu Fei's mind was a little confused and confirmed: "You can't read it wrong, you're a little bit of a hairpin style."

"Never!" Jiang Shida decided.

"My aunt is the concubine Xian in the palace. The concubines of the hairpin wanted to do all their tricks, but they couldn't get the emperor to reward him.

Later, when I got good jade at home, I carved a piece of it in the style of this white jade hairpin and sent it into the palace. Therefore, I was very impressed by this white jade hairpin and would never admit my mistake!"

Lu Fei's face was sunk, and his brain had a sharp turn. He was born in the world and was proficient in gold and silver utensils and families like Jiang Shida, but he could also see that the white jade hairpin was very beautiful.

On that day, he saw that her clothes were half-new and had no other ornaments except a white jade hairpin on his body. He preconceived that she was a palace maid and served her by her master and received one or two good rewards. It was also very common.

In addition, on that Mid-Autumn Festival, the palace master was all in Zichen Palace to celebrate Mid-Autumn Festival, and it was reasonable for the palace maids to stay behind.

But if the white jade hairpin was really something the palace concubines were competing for, then her identity could not be a palace maid.

On that day, he felt guilty and hurriedly left after getting the jade rosary beads. He did not check if there were anyone in other palaces.

Thinking about it, he realized something was wrong. The entire Zhaoyang Palace seemed to be on the lights of that palace.

Living in Zhaoyang Palace, the head of the West Six Palaces, there is a white jade hairpin carved with the same piece of jade material as the emperor and the empress, and also possesses treasures such as jade rosary. They are not in line with human nature, do not know the price, and do not know about marriage.

Her identity has become clear, Princess Xiyue.

Lu Fei clasped his fists and said awkwardly: "Thank you, Brother Jiang, for helping to hide it. My junior sister has been weak and sick since she was a child. I heard that jade is good, but jade is not something that I can have. I thought that the palace must be the best, so I went to the warehouse to get one, but I didn't expect it..."

Jiang Shida's mouth twitched. This was really lucky. There were so many jade artifacts in the warehouse, and he could get the best one at a glance.

Lu Fei continued to explain to Ai Ai: "I just... cough cough, after taking this piece, I have no reputation in the world, and the thief dare not be a thief."

Jiang Shida nodded. Since he was not a habitual stealing, he had no reputation in the martial arts conference, so it would be nothing to attend the martial arts conference.
To be continued...