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Li Fei observed her, noticing that she was reading line by line, page by page, and the more she read, the more delighted she became

Jing Yongfu silently sighed in despair, is this what her fifteenth year is like? Li Fei's faint laughter gradually faded away, yet it echoed in her heart for a long time

Jing Yongfu left Li Fei

Li Fei smiled and said: "It's not that serious. I don't look that great to begin with, and if I lose those hairs, I would look like a peeled pear... However, it might be even more amusing."

The first time Jing Yongfu helped Li Fei get dressed, it left him shocked at first, then amused, and finally helpless. It is estimated that after being served for twenty years, Li Fei encountered a maid who treated an outer garment as an inner one and used a flowing ribbon as a belt for the first time.

So you say 'there will be no next time.' The fire beside Jing Yongfu burned brightly, but on that day, the chill of autumn suddenly surged from her heart, swiftly spreading throughout her body

Li Fei extended another hand from behind, slowly putting a large white fabric sleeve over her hand. She repeated the process with her other hand. Jing Yongfu glanced down, the sunlight casting their figures into elongated shadows. But why did his shadow appear to be more graceful than hers?

The matter of the Morning Dew Terrace has been passed down through the royal capital, and the part concerning Da Fu has been embellished to an extraordinary degree, almost portraying her as a celestial fairy descending from the heavens to assist Li Yi rather than a mere human.

Jing Yongfu thought for a moment and replied to him: "Everything I eat, wear, and use now is given by your Li family. As for the effort that brings no reward and instead leads to disaster, I no longer wish to engage in it." She cast him a resentful glance and continued, "I helped Li Yi and ended up losing quite a few eyebrows for no reason. Do you really want to take away the few eyebrows I have left?"

Images of Ping Dafuku are widespread in Xie Country, and Emperor Yu of Jing Country soon acquired one as well. Although the girl in the painting cannot be called a beauty, her arched eyebrows and bright, smiling eyes remind him of someone. Both are smiling, yet one looks foolish at first glance, while the other makes an originally plain person appear beautiful.

If the ladies are in the back hall, only Jing Yongfu and Li Fei are in the main hall

But they do not know that at this moment, this fairy is diligently fulfilling her duties as a maid by the side of Di Wang

On that day, Li Fei was dressed very simply, in a pure white robe, without even a short sword at her side, as she hurried from the Di Wang residence to the courtyard where Madam Ruo and others were temporarily staying. A dozen guards knelt on the ground, yet the four women and children were nowhere to be seen

On the first night, Yongfu thought he was calling her to come in and fetch some water or a towel. However, when she put on her clothes and rushed over, she found that he was just grinding his teeth. As she was trying to figure out how he made that sound, he suddenly opened his eyes. In the darkness, his eyes sparkled like stars, almost soul-stealing, and such a close gaze made her heart race. Eventually, she became accustomed to the sound of his teeth grinding and no longer found it strange. She resolved that even if an assassin jumped onto his bed, she would pretend not to know. In the darkness, his eyes sparkled like stars, almost soul-stealing, and such a close gaze made her heart race. Eventually, she became accustomed to the sound of his teeth grinding and no longer found it strange. She resolved that even if an assassin jumped onto his bed, she would pretend not to know. But in Di Wang's bed, there were no assassins jumping up; rather, it was a group of women in the residence who were yearning to climb up.

What happened? Did my subordinate make a mistake in the report? Where is this record incorrect?

A trace of pain flickered in Li Fei's eyes, yet she spoke calmly: "Indeed. That day I took you to Xiangshan Tuo Luo Temple, along the way I wondered countless times if I could make you never wake up again. Li Xuan is unaware of your capabilities, but I am very clear. Once Li Yi returns to the capital and reunites with you, there will be no opportunity to eliminate you, and certain conspiracies will inevitably be thwarted by you."

Li Fei was puzzled: "But I have spoken very little with you, could it be that..."

Li Fei said leisurely: "To be honest, I just enjoy seeing you smile!"

Jing Yongfu's expression stiffened

Li Fei changed her tone: "Actually, I am very glad that you found me now. Li Yi cannot protect you well, but I can. However, there is no such thing as a free lunch in this world, Da Fu. I can take you in and secretly send someone to heal Liu Jishui and the others. But you should also contribute something, right?"

Every morning, a remarkably charming individual lazily taps on the bed railing, then waits for her to bring him tea. After rinsing his mouth, he gets out of bed with an air of elegance. Jing Yongfu cannot help but admire himself; she is truly remarkable, as she remains completely unmoved by his beauty

We are leaving here

About half an hour after he left, Jing Yongfu put away his broken armor

Jing Yongfu calmly said: "Of course I know. I even know that you once wanted to kill me"

Indeed, Li Fei smiled and said: "It is truly difficult to see you in such a predicament! Clearly, you are in need of my assistance, yet you always manage to remain composed. I will make the necessary arrangements tomorrow and come to pick you up."

However, this time was somewhat different. Li Fei, as if performing a magic trick, pulled out a large piece of white cloth from somewhere. Before she could react, Li Fei had already walked behind her and wrapped her in the white cloth. Jing Yongfu was taken aback, and he felt his breath tickling by her ear: "Silly girl, I've wrapped you up completely, let's see what tricks you can come up with now"

Wu Chu looked at the two, one in a daze and the other injured, and sighed, "But where shall we go?"

Jing Yongfu felt that the afternoon was the longest time, as Li Fei was unusually quiet during this period, regardless of what she was doing. Li Fei would sit alone in the garden for half a day, or play for a long time in the music room, performing melodies that could hypnotize her. Sometimes, he would return to the study, not requiring her to grind ink, but instead read and copy texts, or he would slowly practice martial arts in the courtyard. In short, he would thoroughly carry out that set of tricks that had been played since their first meeting, not knowing how many times it had been repeated. As time passed, she gradually felt that even appreciating him was overly medicinal.

A gentle breeze brushed against Jing Yongfu's neck, as his hand swept up her long hair, tying the white cloth into a knot at the back of her neck. Such an action was too close for comfort; she waited for him to finish, intending to distance herself from him, but he caught one of her hands. Looking at that long and powerful hand gripping her wrist, with the elongated fingertips slightly raised, preventing the nails from digging into her skin, she couldn't help but hold her breath tightly

One evening, after Li Fei's subordinates left, Jing Yongfu jokingly remarked, "Was the prince also this meticulous in gathering information about someone like me back then"

Li Fei once again transformed her appearance. She donned a classic maid outfit, complete with a palace-style long dress and intricately styled double buns, but her face was partially veiled, concealing her features. No one was curious about what this maid looked like; on one hand, the servants of the Di Wang Mansion had been trained by their master to be both disciplined and cautious, and on the other hand, they all understood that no matter her appearance, it could never surpass the beauty of the Di Wang.

The snow-white silk collar is open, revealing a clear collarbone and a large expanse of delicate, glistening skin on her chest. The loose pants accentuate her resilient waist, while her long legs lazily stretch out, and as she gets out of bed, a few strands of long hair drift past her face. At this moment, he would unfold his arms and stretch lazily; as soon as his long hands come together, she would be embraced by him. Fortunately, he only ever intends to scare her; his hands first form fists, and then his fingers extend, the long, meticulously trimmed nails constantly reminding her that with just a gentle move, he could take her life. At this moment, he would unfold his arms and stretch lazily; as soon as his long hands come together, she would be embraced by him. Fortunately, he only ever intends to scare her; his hands first form fists, and then his fingers extend, the long, meticulously trimmed nails constantly reminding her that with just a gentle move, he could take her life.

After finishing her morning exercises, Li Fei was to go to the study to handle documents. As a prince of Xie Kingdom, in addition to some routine official documents, he also needed to manage the properties under his name. However, Jing Yongfu truly could not manage the task of grinding ink. During his first attempt, ink splattered everywhere, covering both of her hands and staining her clothes. Yet, Li Fei was completely unbothered; with his agile movements, he quickly picked up a document in front of him, deftly waving it left and right, not only blocking all the splattered ink but also ensuring that his hand holding the document, with its long, segmented nails, remained untouched by any ink.

Jing Yongfu was well-prepared, and it is not easy to conspire with a tiger. Di Wang had spared her once, but this time she had taken the initiative to present herself, and he would certainly not let her go easily. Although she did not know his ultimate purpose, it was certain that the princes of the Li family all harbored ambitions. Furthermore, he wanted to toy with her. Terms like "selling oneself" and "throwing oneself into his arms" were merely meant to gauge her reaction.

Jing Yongfu thought for a moment and said: "Because you are Li Fei." Li Fei replied, "I," and she consciously dropped the honorific "you" and addressed him by name. After a moment of consideration, she added: "I do not wish to entangle myself further with the Xie royal family, but if Li Fei is willing, I think we can become friends. It has nothing to do with Jing Xie or social status."

After confirming that Argon was temporarily out of danger, Xiaocui glanced at Wu Chu. She saw him take something from his bosom and throw it outside the wall. To her surprise, it was thrown with great force, traveling a considerable distance in the air before landing somewhere in the darkness

When dawn broke, Li Fei knocked on the bed railing several times, and the one who finally arrived was not Jing Yongfu but a servant, which made him realize that she had left

The lady looked at them in surprise

Indeed, it is quite rare, but brevity does not imply a lack of substance. Jing Yongfu stated truthfully, "Although there are only two sentences, they are already sufficient"

Almost the entire Xie Kingdom is searching for her, with her portraits found everywhere in the streets and alleys, and stories about Ping Dafuku can often be heard in tea houses and taverns.

Li Fei paused for a moment and began to reminisce: "From the time you met Xuanyuan Bu'er, Tu Gang, and others in Ziliu, I have taken notice of you. You are not an ordinary person; you have a mother as beautiful as a celestial being, an extraordinary servant, and a name that is uncommon. But at that time, I was merely curious about who could cultivate a thirteen-year-old girl into someone like you. Clever and intelligent, that is one thing, but you are also proficient in knowledge that is unlikely for someone of your age and status to possess, such as the many peculiar recipes, including those from the royal court of Jing. I was just curious about who could cultivate a thirteen-year-old girl into someone like you. Clever and intelligent, that is one thing, but you are also proficient in knowledge that is unlikely for someone of your age and status to possess, such as the many peculiar recipes, including those from the royal court of Jing. It is worth noting that Chef Wu, aside from his martial skills, is indeed a good cook. The fact that someone who has loved cooking for many years knows less than a thirteen-year-old girl, what does that imply? Not only are you skilled in cooking, but according to Chef Wu, you sometimes dabble in carpentry and metalwork, creating all sorts of strange things. The fact that someone who has loved cooking for many years knows less than a thirteen-year-old girl, what does that imply? Not only are you skilled in cooking, but according to Chef Wu, you sometimes dabble in carpentry and metalwork, creating all sorts of strange things. How could I not be curious?"

I watched you place yourself in danger, and sometimes I often think how good it would have been if I had killed you myself that day. Rather than letting you die at someone else's hands, it would be better for you to sleep in my embrace. Yet, I ultimately could not bring myself to do it, fully aware that you, this little girl, are trouble, fully aware that you, this little girl, are wild and hard to tame, yet I still find myself hoping... Li Fei's eyes sparkled, her lips curling up in self-mockery, "I am looking forward to when you will finally grow up, huh?" Yet, I ultimately could not bring myself to do it, fully aware that you, this little girl, are trouble, fully aware that you, this little girl, are wild and hard to tame, yet I still find myself hoping... Li Fei's eyes sparkled, her lips curling up in self-mockery, "I am looking forward to when you will finally grow up, huh?"

"Even if it is wrapped, it is still a white package..." He extended a finger and gently tapped her forehead. She glared at him, then lowered her head and averted her gaze. Indeed, it was a white package; he withdrew his hand, and a speck of black was on the tip of his fingernail.

Wu Chu said softly: "Sister Shui, I ... ... "

A complex expression flashed in Li Fei's eyes, and her clear voice seemed to sigh as she uttered: "When did you find out? Did Chef Wu reveal any clues somewhere?"

"Why is it that someone as clever as you can be so foolish in certain matters?" Li Fei took the opportunity to grasp her hand again, carefully avoiding the ink-stained part. He pulled out the handkerchief, deftly turned it inside out, wiped away the ink on the table, and teased, "I really wouldn't dare let you wipe this table, for fear it would only get dirtier." The day before, while cleaning the ink stains on the table, Jing Yongfu accidentally brushed his sleeve against the inkstone, resulting in a completely blackened tabletop. He pulled out the handkerchief, deftly turned it inside out, wiped away the ink on the table, and teased, "I really wouldn't dare let you wipe this table, for fear it would only get dirtier." The day before, while cleaning the ink stains on the table, Jing Yongfu accidentally brushed his sleeve against the inkstone, resulting in a completely blackened tabletop

With a crisp sound, a clear slap landed on his face. He did not flinch and continued, "If it weren't for your shamelessness that prevented you from even glancing at me, with your cultivation level, you would have noticed it long ago. I just didn't expect that the one who saw through me would be the unskilled Da Fu. No wonder the master often says that those who lack martial skills can be far more terrifying than those of us who possess them"

Jing Yongfu stood by the desk with a frown, saying, "How many times does the prince want me to get dirty before he lets me go?" It doesn't matter if her clothes get dirty; after all, the Di family is prosperous, and she can change a hundred outfits in a day. However, getting ink on her hands is quite bothersome

However, the second sentence left me in no doubt. Do you remember that day when Prince Pei also came to the Huqiao Chunhua Pavilion? You said to me, 'How could I forget? You are just a little pleasure-seeking girl.' While most people would say a happy little girl, you referred to me as a little pleasure-seeker, which shows your judgment of me as someone who is content with their own happiness. This statement made me feel ashamed; I had not understood myself as well as you do. Most people would say a happy little girl, but you called me a little pleasure-seeker, indicating that in your eyes, I am a person who is satisfied with their own joy. This made me feel embarrassed; I had not understood myself as well as you do. You did not say it, and I had hardly thought about it. Indeed, you were right; I am merely someone who strives to make myself and those around me happy. How could you, who have only met me a few times and spoken little, see me so clearly? The only explanation is that you truly understand me. It sounds incredible; how could you possibly know me? How could a high-ranking prince understand a commoner? How could you, who have only met me a few times and spoken little, see me so clearly? The only explanation is that you truly understand me. It sounds incredible; how could you possibly know me? How could a high-ranking prince understand a commoner? Do you live by my side? This answer seems absurd, but in the absence of any other explanation, it is the only truth. It was only after discovering Chef Wu's secret that I suddenly realized, his master is only you. Only those who spend day and night together can provide Li Fei with information about her. But there is another point that Jing Yongfu did not mention, which is that on the boat that day, when Li Fei was playing with her painting and adjusting the silk, everything she was not good at was revealed, while he did not mention a word about her strengths in poetry, literature, and history.

Wu Chu tightened his face, but after a disdainful glance from Sister Shui, he relaxed his expression and said with a wry smile: "Indeed, you are the exceptionally clever Da Fu, nothing can escape your notice!"

After enduring the morning, it was finally time for lunch. The torment of this lunch was a mere trifle compared to the previous ordeal; all she had to do was endure her hunger and stand behind Li Fei. After Li Fei finished her lunch and took a short break, she seized the opportunity to return to her own room to eat, where a dedicated servant would have prepared the meal for her. However, often before she could finish her meal, someone would burst in, hurriedly taking her away—that was when Li Fei required the service of her exclusive maid again

Jing Yongfu opened his mouth wide

If one were to infer a person's character from their attire, then Li Fei is undoubtedly a person who enjoys experimenting. After getting up, he opens numerous wardrobes to select the outfit he wishes to wear for the day. Naturally, the person following him must return all the clothes he has rummaged through. The reason Jing Yongfu cannot assist him in dressing is that she is too clumsy. It is no surprise, as this girl, who has always disliked trouble, prefers to wear simple clothes; overly complicated outfits take up too much time to put on. Naturally, the person following him must return all the clothes he has rummaged through. The reason Jing Yongfu cannot assist him in dressing is that she is too clumsy. It is no surprise, as this girl, who has always disliked trouble, prefers to wear simple clothes; overly complicated outfits take up too much time to put on.

Upon seeing those two segments of jade-white nails, Jing Yongfu finally became convinced that Li Fei had some genuine feelings for her. However, he had been mistaken long before, back when she was just thirteen years old

Jing Yongfu was kept close by Li Fei, and she had to attend to him in everything he did. From the moment he opened his eyes in the morning, she had to be present before him. Only on rare occasions was she allowed not to follow him; at all other times, she had to stay as close to him as a short sword sheathed at his waist, inseparable.

In the first sentence, you said, 'If your eyebrows are as sparse as before, then you still possess a unique charm.' Before I came to the capital, I had quite a few of my eyebrows removed by Li Yi. How did you know that my previous eyebrows were sparse? At that time, I was merely puzzled, after all, it is normal for someone with your keen eyesight to notice that I had shaved my eyebrows.

After Li Fei entered the room, her pair of phoenix eyes never left Jing Yongfu. She knew that Li Fei had many questions, and she had them too. However, she did not expect Li Fei to speak up with: "You... are fifteen, right?"

Natural Residence is a great place to gather information. You are not interested in this, so you are not a spy sent by Jingguo to Xieguk. I have reviewed all the events you reported during the year of your stay in Ziliu. You live happily on the border of Xiejing, running a flourishing hotel, without any unusual behavior, to please your mother and enjoy raising a pair of twins. " Li Fei sighed, "But the arrival of Li Yi changed everything. You foresaw the impending disaster at the border from him and eagerly withdrew. You live happily on the border of Xiejing, running a flourishing hotel, without any unusual behavior, to please your mother and enjoy raising a pair of twins. " Li Fei sighed, "But the arrival of Li Yi changed everything. You foresaw the impending disaster at the border from him and eagerly withdrew. You had already gone far, but why did you turn back to care for him? What is it about Li Yi that is worth your help? Dafu, you are very contradictory. Clearly, you have a clever and intricate mind, yet why is it blocked in one aspect? In some ways, you are incredibly slow to react, and in others, you are quite clumsy. Truly, Dafu!

Li Fei stood up, paused before walking out the door, and said: "This year you belong to this king, little girl..."

Jing Yongfu stared into his eyes and said in a deep voice, "At this point, do you still intend to stand by and watch? Can you really not help us?"

Li Fei smiled ambiguously and said: "Someone once said that this king offers affection in exchange for favors. Now this king is curious to see what would happen if I were to embrace this person in return"

Unlike before when she confidently withdrew from under the watchful eyes of the crowd, this time Sister Shui was severely injured yet still able to move, while A'gen was completely immobile. Jing Yongfu needed assistance, and she had no choice but to seek out someone once again. Di Wang

Wu Chu looked up in astonishment and asked, "Dafu, what are you talking about? I don't understand at all"

Both named Da Fu and both from the Jing family, aside from slightly different eyebrows, their facial shapes and features are strikingly similar. The more Jing Shenmao looked at the portrait, the more suspicious he became. Remembering the clever stories about this woman that had come from the Xie Kingdom, Jing Yongfu issued another imperial summons. However, Emperor Yu was somewhat verbose; he subtly and indirectly expressed his concern for a Jing woman from the fallen Xie Kingdom, as well as his reminiscence for the princess who shared the same name but had died young. In short, he also wanted to bring Da Fu into the Jing royal palace, as the title of a princess was quite appealing. Ironically, Da Fu was already a princess.

After getting up and dressing, Jing Yongfu served him breakfast, and then accompanied him to the garden to watch him perform a set of slow tai chi. Only a maid like Jing Yongfu would be able to gaze without blinking at his graceful movements, blending with the flowers and swaying in the wind. However, during her moments of admiring the scenery and pondering her own thoughts, she would steal a glance or two at him. To be honest, Li Fei was indeed a sight to behold. If only Li Fei could continue practicing martial arts like this throughout the day, she thought she would feel even more at ease. Unfortunately, Li Fei had already completed his training, marking the beginning of her nightmare.

Scenes of her interactions with Li Fei emerged before her eyes... him among the autumn flowers, him in the cold courtyard, him silently in the carriage, him in the solitude of the Tuo Luo Temple

She stared at him, and he looked at her as well. His bright eyes sparkled with light, filled with laughter

Li Fei pondered and said: "At this moment, I should not be saying such things, but you ought to know that escaping here is only temporary, and I may not be worthy of your trust. Do not forget, I am ultimately the sixth prince of the Xie Kingdom"

Li Fei pondered for a moment, then reverted to a formal address: "How about this, during the time Liu Jishui and the others are recuperating here, you shall serve this prince."

Wu Chu remained silent. Despite his exceptional skills, he could only watch helplessly as a group of women and children fought valiantly against a multitude of enemies

Jing Yongfu sighed: "Sister Shui, please do not make it difficult for him. He indeed did not help us, but he also did not harm us. I can be certain that if we were truly in a dire situation, he would still lend a helping hand."

He had always concealed it perfectly, one could say flawlessly, until the very end when I discovered that he actually possessed martial arts skills. When Sister Shui and A'gen were gravely injured, Xiao Cui fought alone against a multitude of enemies, and Wu Chu's breathing changed. Jing Yongfu distinctly felt a long and heavy rhythm in his breaths, with the length indicating his profound internal energy and the heaviness reflecting his repeated struggles. Moreover, Di Wang Li Fei herself also had her own suspicions; she had never been able to comprehend it before, but upon discovering that Wu Chu possessed martial arts, she unraveled this secret.

He was taken aback and lowered his gaze, saying: "But how can I help? I am just an incompetent cook, and aside from cooking, I cannot do anything else"

The fire grew increasingly fierce. Several men in black scaled the wall and, after a few instructions from Chef Wu, the visitors departed. Before long, the Ping family emerged from the back door and boarded the carriage

Suddenly, she rushed to the cabinet and shouted: "The one taking notes, are you there? If you are, listen carefully! Make a note for this young lady, that... this year, this month, this day, this young lady entered this room with the prince..."

Jing Yongfu looked around, and all he could see were rows of cabinets, the number of records likely rivaling that of the Easy Mansion

The book was thrown towards Li Fei, and he reached out with his hand to catch it without even opening his eyes

Everything must begin with that night.

Li Fei gazed at her deeply, and after a moment of silence, said: "I admire you"

Li Fei said nothing, but took a notebook from a cabinet and handed it to her. She received it, and on the cover were three bold red characters in regular script—Ping Da Fu

Jing Yongfu was still reviewing his past, and halfway through, he seemed to recall something: "There should still be someone in this room, right? Someone specifically tasked with recording the information reported by your subordinates?"

Thanks to Li and Yu this year, Da Fu has once again gained fame, surpassing the notoriety of the past when Chi Er was known throughout the world, and even more so than the previous renown of Prince Xie’s marriage proposal in Xie Guo. However, Jing Yongfu is well aware that this is all a result of her own actions. She is not as clever as the rumors suggest; in fact, such rumors precisely highlight her youthful ignorance.

Jing Yongfu suddenly stepped back three paces, removed the other sleeve, untied the knot at the back of his head, and discarded the white cloth

"Yes, Your Highness." It seems that he has become accustomed to it, as Jing Yongfu always starts with this phrase.

Jing Yongfu paused and said, "You have also revealed your true colors."

Jing Yongfu laughed and said: "That's right, that's right, I just can't believe that I remember everything about the mischief I did with Sima Qiudi so clearly!"

Jing Yongfu was taken aback, examining him for a long time, and suddenly broke into a grin, saying, "Isn't it just about being a maid again? Your Highness, there is no need to speak so excessively."

In the stillness of the deep night, in a secluded courtyard, Jing Yongfu encountered Di Wang, whom he had not intended to see again. Li Fei arrived in haste, without having the time to change out of her ostentatious court attire. Adorned with a brocade sash and a green embroidered cloak, she could be described as a stunning beauty, with a faint trace of imperial fragrance lingering about her, yet it was meant to mask the bloody scent that clung to her from the morning dew terrace.

In the evening, Jing Yongfu felt particularly embarrassed because her room was right outside Li Fei's dormitory. To put it bluntly, it was a servant's room, specifically designed to ensure she had a restless night. Fortunately, Li Fei did not make things difficult for her, always stopping the jokes at the right moment. However, she did learn an unknown secret about Li Fei: this extraordinarily handsome man occasionally grinds his teeth in his sleep.

She hurriedly turned to the first page and, after a glance, felt relieved. The investigation by Di Wang could only begin from Xie Guo, and there was only one entry regarding her past in Jing Guo: she moved to Hou Lun with her mother at the age of ten

She merely murmured, "Who would dare? It is only this outfit that invites the prince's ridicule."

Jing Yongfu calmed her breathing and began to grind the ink. The ink splattered just as it always had, first staining the white cloth of her sleeves, and then her body. She sighed inwardly, wondering why it was so; whether she exerted effort or not, the ink still splattered. Observing her clumsy movements and the matching clumsiness of her white cloth attire, Jing Yongfu once again felt the deep helplessness that Madam had towards her in certain aspects.

Yes, Your Highness

In the evening, Li Fei's subordinates would report some personnel developments to him, and he did not shy away from it, nor did he dismiss her. As a result, Jing Yongfu heard stories about himself and also learned about Li Yi's loss of composure in front of Si Ma Jingyan after she left, with each matter elaborated in great detail

Li Fei asked with a smile, "What, you can also get angry?"

Li Fei habitually waved the folded paper up and down until she stopped the action of grinding the ink, at which point she set the folded paper aside

As Li Fei was getting dressed, Jing Yongfu ignored her gaze and tidied up his clothes. Moreover, because she had crumpled all the neatly arranged clothes into a ball and stuffed them into the wardrobe, this task was soon abandoned. She was left with no choice but to watch him leisurely put on this and that.

Li Fei moved her lips but did not speak, as if she had a thousand words to say yet found no way to begin. After a long while, he finally said: "Why did you think of me... to come here to avoid the storm?"

With a smile, she said: "After all, Li Fei knows me best." Since she arrived in Xieguo Ziliu at the age of thirteen, she has lived under the watchful eye of Di Wang. If he does not understand her, then no one in Xieguo will.

Li Fei is still sitting in the chair, but her body is now undulating

Li Fei lazily leaned back in the chair and closed her eyes, saying: "Not bad!"

Sister Shui scolded, "How could you hide in front of me for so long!"

She smiled and continued, "The ambush on the prince was unsuccessful"

Li Fei said softly: "If it weren't for you going to the royal capital to see this king and then looking for Sima Qiudi, this king wouldn't..." He suddenly stopped speaking

Jing Yongfu fixed his gaze on him and said: "You watched as Sister Shui was injured, you saw little Cui, still a child, recklessly rushing to commit acts of murder that her temperament would not normally allow. In truth, you cannot bear it either; you have thought about disregarding everything and rushing in to save her... I do not prevent you from helping because you are incapable, but rather out of consideration for your master. Your master has painstakingly arranged for you to stay in Ziliu for many years and then sent you to my side. Until it is absolutely necessary, he does not want to expose your identity. Earlier, there were people from Prince Pei, and I did not allow you to act. But now, here, there are only my Ping family members. Chef Wu, no, I should call you Chef Yang, right? Your master has painstakingly arranged for you to stay in Ziliu for many years and then sent you to my side. Until it is absolutely necessary, he does not want to expose your identity. Earlier, there were people from Prince Pei, and I did not allow you to act. But now, here, there are only my Ping family members. Chef Wu, no, I should call you Chef Yang! You need not argue; take us to see King Di!"

As time passed day by day, during this period, Li Fei arranged for Jing Yongfu to meet with Madam Ruo twice. Sister Shui recovered quickly, but Agen still needed time to rest and recuperate. With Li Fei's people outside the house, Jing Yongfu did not say much.

Li Fei searched every corner of the courtyard with an unusual calmness, but found no clues. In disappointment, he struck the wall with his palm, and the wall collapsed in response.

The two segments of the armor fell silently to the ground

I am no longer young. Jing Yongfu, who has already made up his mind, curled his lips.

"Fu'er has left," said Madam. When she called her, Fu'er smiled gently and turned to leave

Everywhere there are spies, some from Wang Xie, some from Emperor Yu, some from Li Yi, and some from the Sima family. However, what none of them expected was that Jing Yongfu had not left the capital; she had always been in the capital.

Ink grinding

Jing Yongfu could see from the envious gazes of many maids how many wished to take on this role of "beauty". In their eyes, Li Fei was like heaven, the most beautiful master in the world, and the most outstanding man; serving him was a tremendous blessing. However, for Jing Yongfu, being a maid to Li Fei was at most a matter of enjoying "glamour", and even that was merely a consolation she offered herself.

"All wrapped up tightly, take your time to polish!" He chuckled lightly as he sat back down, sizing her up from head to toe, seemingly very pleased that he had turned her into a figure wrapped in white cloth.

"Take me to your master!" she said coldly, "You cannot make decisions; your master can make decisions!"

During the third visit of Jing Yongfu to Lady Ruo, Agen had almost fully recovered. There was no fourth visit, as after the third meeting with Lady Ruo, Jing Yongfu never left his mother again

Jing Yongfu lowered her head again, finding herself in a situation where she was dependent on others. The only thing she could do besides bowing her head was to say, "Yes, Your Highness," which was always the correct response

Jing Yongfu said with a wry smile: "Speaking of which, I should thank you. If it weren't for having such a good undercover agent like Chef Wu by my side, I truly wouldn't know where to go now"