Even after the government seized the fake silver ingots in Huludao, Lan Yamei was still unable to recover from the shock.
Lan Yamei became suspicious of Qiu Zeyu's true identity. What exactly was his identity? Why was Qiu Zeyu hiding it?
Previously, Lan Yamei thought she understood Qiu Zeyu. Qiu Zeyu was simply a young, homeless, wandering swordsman with superb martial arts skills. She, on the other hand, was an orphan who ran a small business with Aunt Guan, barely making ends meet. In many ways, she and Qiu Zeyu were quite compatible. Although she had a slight attraction to Murong Xingchen, it was merely due to her beauty. Deep down, she felt she and Qiu Zeyu were kindred spirits.
However, after witnessing a different side of Qiu Zeyu, Lan Yamei had an epiphany: she realized that she didn't understand Qiu Zeyu at all.
Who exactly is he? Why is Lord Xin so afraid of him? Even Murong Xingchen, whose family has great power, doesn't dare to be presumptuous in front of him. Now that I think about it, it's so obvious that Qiu Zeyu is no ordinary person! And I didn't realize it at all.
If it weren't for a twist of fate that led to me being tied up and forced to do hard labor in Huludao, I really don't know how long I would have remained so careless.
Whether it's Yang Guo and Xiaolongnu from The Return of the Condor Heroes, or Qiao Feng from Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils, before meeting the real heroes, these are all just novels to Lan Yamei.
Having witnessed firsthand the carnage and the countless corpses strewn across the fields without a single glint of sword, Lan Yamei dared not underestimate the ancients in the slightest. What kind of wisdom made people with the same eight extraordinary meridians even more formidable?
At that moment, Lan Yamei felt profoundly insignificant when it came to martial arts! Utterly insignificant!
Qiu Zeyu is the real hero! I only treated him as a free helper and partner, and now I really want to slap myself! What a waste of talent! What a waste of talent! Most importantly, it's shameful! A shameful feeling of being ignorant and arrogant.
Sitting on the boat back to Lin'an, Lan Yamei stood at the bow, staring at the sea, feeling frustrated.
I rushed here, and somehow ended up selling barbecue every day. If I really can't go back, then I really need to plan my life here properly. I might continue selling barbecue! But what is my ideal?
Life is too short, don't waste your time.
Ever since Qiu Zeyu was forced to show off his skills in front of Lan Yamei, he has been avoiding her for the past two days. He's been busy helping her search for silver and looking through account books, and reporting on the situation. In short, he avoids being alone with her whenever possible.
After demonstrating their abilities, both of them felt awkward. Playing dumb to fool others was no longer an option! Qiu Zeyu knew Lan Ya Mei's personality; she'd probably be clingy from now on, and he didn't know if that was a good thing or a bad thing.
Standing at the bow of the boat, watching the water flow, Lan Yamei had an idea.
Murong Xingchen had noticed something amiss these past few days. The two were avoiding each other, and he chuckled to himself, never expecting that the dignified Hero Qiu would be afraid of women.
However, what pleased Murong Xingchen even more was the trip to Huludao. Firstly, it would solidify the Murong family's position in the emperor's heart, as he believed his family was clean and thus dared to take bold measures. Secondly, Murong Xingchen also wanted to prove his mother, as his father had always favored Murong Bai and he himself had rarely been valued by his father.
Murong Xingchen and Qiu Zeyu drank tea, each lost in their own thoughts.
Lan Ya Mei, who had been out in the wind for a while, entered the cabin. Ze Yu visibly tensed up and didn't dare to look up.
He poured himself a cup of tea, sat down, took a sip, and said, "Master Qiu? Master Qiu? It seems we've never talked about you before."
"Why are you talking about that? I'm right here, you can see me. I'm hardworking, kind, and kind of handsome too."
Pfft! Murong Xingchen couldn't control himself and spat out a mouthful of tea.
Lan Ya Mei glanced at him sideways and asked, "What do you mean by that?"
"No, no, no! You guys chat, I just feel like this is getting to know each other better before starting a family. So, I'll excuse myself for a bit." With that, he put down his teacup, wiped his mouth, and hurried to the bow of the boat to watch the waves.
"Hey! If I don't figure out your background before I'm completely clueless, I won't even know how I died next time. Tell me, should I ask you right away?" Lan Yamei muttered to Murong Xingchen's back.
Qiu Zeyu didn't want to reveal everything, so he ate some walnuts and remained silent.
Lan Yamei rolled her eyes, sat down opposite her affectionately, and said with a grin, "Master, you said we're not just master and disciple now, but also business partners. Logically and emotionally, I don't know you very well. I don't feel safe."
"What is a sense of security?" Qiu Zeyu noticed that he could hear some new words from her every time he heard them, words he didn't understand. The word "sense of security" was one he was hearing for the first time in his life.
"You don't even know what security is? Master, do you only practice your skills and not study?" Lan Yamei thought this was a very common word, too easy to understand, just the surface meaning.
"I don't study?" Qiu Zeyu was almost laughing in anger. "As far as I know, even catching two ants crawling on a piece of paper is better than your handwriting. Your master doesn't look down on you, but you look down on me."
When it comes to calligraphy, Lan Ya Mei is truly at a loss. Those few hairs are so soft and large, it's just too difficult to write with. Being exposed by her teacher like that, she blushed and couldn't say a word.
Seeing the other person's embarrassment, Qiu Zeyu found a point to refute and continued, "Since you want to understand me, I also want to understand you. How about this, you tell your master the truth, where are you from? What does your family do? What have you been doing all these years? I find that you are different from the girls I've met, and it feels like you're from a different world than us."
"Oh, Master! I'm an orphan. I don't remember where my ancestors came from. As far back as I can remember, I've lived with my dad in this place. All these years, we've been selling barbecue to support our family. You know all this, so I have nothing to hide."
"Dad? What's Dad?" Qiu Zeyu was completely bewildered by another word he'd never heard before. This made him even more convinced that Bluetooth Girl was hiding something.
"Oh dear, oh dear!" Lan Yamei's mind raced, trying to figure out how to smooth things over. "We street vendors are different from you wealthy people. In private, we call our fathers 'Dad,' it's more affectionate. You've never met people like us before, so you don't know." Lan Yamei covered up her true background with a forced smile.
"Really?" Qiu Zeyu, who lived a relatively comfortable life, had never really heard of the lives of small vendors and asked with some skepticism.
"Really, really! You can ask other people if you don't believe me." Lan Yamei forced herself to tell a lie.
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