Li Feng heard that the story had hidden the most essence, but he was unwilling to violate other people's bottom line in order to satisfy his curiosity. He just looked at her with a deep look: "It is still too dangerous for a woman to stay alone in the wild. The princess must not take such risks again in the future."

Youmeng smiled lightly and followed the steps he gave: "What the prince said is that I will not be so willful again in the future."

Youran looked at the pair of pleasing people. As long as they saw them talking to each other, they could always give others a sweet feeling of honey. She couldn't help but joke: "No matter how bad the mood is next time, you can go anywhere to relax. As long as you have the prince's brother-in-law accompany you, your brother-in-law is so considerate that he holds the Nine Emperor Girl in his palm, and he has no bad mood!"

Youmeng glanced at her secretly, and Li Feng smiled a bit far-fetchedly: "The princess is joking."

Youran's bright black eyes flowed on Li Feng: "Hey? I'm very curious. Have people like the prince who look gentle and persevering in the rules have ever done something exciting and crazy?"

Youmeng looked at Li Feng with a smile on her lips: "I'm curious too."

Li Feng and Youmeng looked at each other, turned their eyes to the night sky, and gradually fell into memories: "I met a friend in Dali. I often traveled with her in the middle of the night, pretending to be a knight, hiding his name, and robbing the rich and helping the poor."

His eyes were soft and peaceful, like a leaf, falling slowly on the lake surface, and his guilty heart spread out in circles with the ripples under the leaves.

I don’t remember when it started, wealthy families began to be stolen frequently in Dali City. Li Feng lies dormant for many days and wants to catch this thief with his own hands.

Until one night, he caught the thief right away, but when he looked closely, he was shocked: "Qiaoqiao?"

Without saying a word, he wanted to take her away from this place of trouble. Qiao Qiao stubbornly refused to leave: "Oh, why are you stopping me? Don't you think I'm doing good things?"

She actually had this habit, and Li Feng was puzzled and laughed: "Just treat you as doing good deeds, but why do you always pick on the Han people? How much hatred do you have with us Han people?"

Qiao Qiao said harmlessly, "No grudge."

Li Feng was speechless, and his serious expression deliberately pretended to be a model of failure: "You are still like this without hatred, you are so domineering."

"I stole the money from the Han people because the Han people looked very rich!" she answered for granted.

"Are rich people necessarily bad people?" Li Feng frowned and his eyes signaled her to look at him carefully before answering this question.

"Um... it may not be..." Qiao Qiao thought for a while, "but they have money, so it's okay to give some to the poor. Anyway, they can't starve to death."

He was obviously wronged but still had to make things worse. Li Feng had nothing to say to her. He poked her forehead with his finger: "Look at you, even if you want to rob the rich and help the poor, you don't know how to be low-key. You'll come out in such a dress, for fear that others won't find you?"

Qiao Qiao looked down at his outfit in confusion, not understanding what he meant.

The next day, Li Feng came to see her in a dress of night clothes, and also brought her a set of night clothes for her to change into. Later, they covered their faces and began their career as a hero.

They would sneak into the homes of local rich and unkind local rich people in the late night, steal treasures and take them to the poor's residences. Sometimes they uncover tiles on the roof and throw them in, and sometimes throw them in outside the low earth walls. In short, they would use local conditions and give the treasures to the poor in different ways. Even the old hens in the chicken coop suddenly "hatched" gold ingots any day.

The poor man picked up the treasure in surprise, covered his heart with great care, and thanked God, and kept saying that he was a god, and the two golden boys and jade girls sent by the God of Wealth were hiding on the wall, secretly enjoying themselves.

Qiao Qiao took the money, and Li Feng looked at her and covered her. When she escaped, Qiao Qiao occasionally had less time to work. The wall was too high and she didn't jump over. Half of her body hung on the wall in a mess. Li Feng saw her clumsy but cute appearance, shook her head helplessly and quickly pulled her. Over time, the two cooperated more and more tacitly.

Qiao Qiao asked him more than once: "I can do this kind of thing alone, why do you have to accompany me every time?"

He always disliked: "It's interesting. I'm idle anyway. I don't want the good reputation that the poor people praised are all occupied by you alone."

In fact, he never told her that he worked tirelessly with her for countless nights, not only to do good deeds, but also to protect her.

Who would have thought that the prince of the dignified Prince Mu's mansion, the young lord of the city of Dali, initially determined to catch the thief, but later he was infected by the chivalrous spirit of the thief, and he "abandoned the open and turned to the dark" and became a gentleman on the Liang Dynasty with her. It is really a legend of eternal things.

Li Feng simply tells the past briefly and does not identify the protagonist in the story, but has already attracted the audience around him.

Youran's eyes glowed: "So interesting?"

Youmeng noticed that Li Feng was intent when she recalled the memories, and her pupils unconsciously released a gentle luster. She also smiled elegantly: "It sounds like this is not what the prince will do."

Li Feng came back to his senses in a daze, and met Youmeng's gaze, and there was a sudden worry. He seemed to have done something wrong and didn't know how to cover it up.

Youmeng was still calm and calm: "Your friend is still in Dali and sticking to your moral beliefs, robbing the rich and helping the poor?"

Under her kind gaze, he felt guilty and calmed down: "No, she left Dali first, and she has cut off my news from me for half a year."

Youmeng knew something in her heart and said deeply: "The sky is wide, and there will be a day to meet."

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After Youmeng returned to the tent, after listening to Guyu's advice, he took a bowl of Shumian Soup, and finally became sleepy and fell asleep in a short while.

Guyu waited for her to sleep soundly, took a bottle of medicine from the medicine box, pulled the Winter Solstice outside the tent and whispered: "I almost forgot something important. Winter Solstice, you will send this white jade blood-activating ointment to the prince, which was the master's explanation."

Dongsheng was surprised: "What's wrong with the prince?"

"During the day, the prince rescued the princess from the horse regardless of his safety. He was not careful when he fell to the ground. He thought that his right arm had hit a stone." Gu Yu's eyes showed unbearable pain, "The wound on his arm was swollen, but he was afraid that he would make Princess Mu worry, so he was busy investigating the case by orders, so he kept enduring the pain. On the surface, he couldn't see anything. It was the princess who sat beside him while barbecuing meat by the lake, and accidentally touched his wound. Only then did she know."

The Winter Sora was even more shocked when I heard this and didn't know what to say for a moment.

"Although it's not serious, it's because of our master's injuries. The princess naturally feels sorry." Guyu plugged the medicine bottle into her hand and held her hands tightly to take care of her. "You give this good medicine to promote blood circulation and remove blood stasis to the prince, and remind him to apply it regularly. Be careful and try not to be seen."
Chapter completed!