The midsummer night was as calm as dead water.

Li Yue carried a lone lantern and walked into the small turret of Li Mansion through the shade of lush branches.

"Crunch, crunch -"

The small turret was still creaking and swaying as she stepped on the old stairs. She only focused on looking at the road under her feet, which seemed to have blended into the stagnant night, and she didn't even notice that the thorns had pulled off the hem of her clothes.

"Gulu——"

After going upstairs, the wine bottle rolled down at her feet. Li Yue stopped and bent down to pick it up without being surprised.

Han Fei, who smelled of alcohol, was sitting with his back against the wall. The purple cloth that was hard to find in Xianyang Cloth Village was hung loosely on his shoulders. He put one hand on his bent knee, revealing his slender neck and eyes.

He looked down at her and said, "You're here."

Li Yue blew out the lone lamp, touched the round lamp handle, and put it aside appropriately.

She got straight to the point: "I took the ice jade you gave me and asked to see Little Master Tao, but I didn't see him."

Han Fei nodded: "Thank you."

"I didn't see it, why do you want to thank me?"

He dropped his hand on his knee and tapped his fingertips on the ground. After a long time, he raised his hand to straighten the wrinkled skirt of his clothes and chuckled: "She is not the person I want to see. If I haven't seen her, I have."

Li Yue didn't understand: "Why?"

"because--"

With a "swish", he suddenly pulled away the dagger from his waist, and the torn silk ribbon was thrown in a sharp arc in mid-air, with a cold light flashing.

Before Li Yue could react with her eyes wide open, she heard the sound of flesh and blood on her back. Warm blood spattered on the back of her neck. She felt trembling all over her body. She couldn't help but collapse, "You -

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"Niece, don't you know that you are being followed?"

He quietly came over to support her. Li Yue could even feel the tight muscles on his arms and the scent of Korean aristocrats on his body. Han Fei raised his sharp chin towards her, "Be careful."

some."

Li Yue suppressed her composure, her chest rising and falling several times. In this dark corner building, she did not dare to look back at the dead body on the ground, "Am I being followed?"

"Maybe." Han Fei stretched his wrist and pulled out the dagger from the dead maid. He asked in a dull tone, "You must be afraid of dead people."

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She remained silent.

"Or maybe I didn't expect that Han would kill a civilian." He raised an eyebrow and asked.

Li Yue remained silent, only clenching his sleeves.

"You blame Han for killing? Oh, even if Han doesn't kill, your father." There was a faint pause between Han Fei's lips and teeth, "Your father will kill her."

"It seems that you are no different." Li Yue said.

"Yes." He wiped the warm blood on the dagger carefully and looked sideways at her. There was no movement on her face. Even when measured with a ruler, there was no emotion at all.

Looking back, Han Fei said again: "In your heart, does the girl think that Han is different from others?"

"I thought you were a gentleman with unforgettable virtues, it seems."

"Gentlemen emerge from troubled times. Maybe Miss Yue thinks everything is too simple." His voice was lowered, just like the cold moon outside, very sad and desolate.

All Li Yue's words seemed to be blocked by his tongue, his cheeks were tense, and his eyes were dark as he looked at the dark night outside the window. "You have been exposed. You can't stay in this turret. Where will you go from now on?"

"Then stand up. Han has no intention of hiding for the rest of his life." Han Fei walked over and opened the window. The cool moonlight blew his purple robe, and the long shadow on the ground cast an extremely dark color, even for him.

The outline of the body also began to shake.

"Dong dong dong——" "Dong dong dong——"

There seemed to be countless footsteps running towards here under the turret. Li Yue panicked and hurriedly approached the window. He saw a dense crowd of men in black below raising their spears and quickly divided into three groups to block the escape route here.

"Hurry, hurry, we can't let the Korean thief escape."

"No wonder we searched for so long and couldn't even find the butt shadow. It turned out to be hiding here. Bah, old thief Han!"

She subconsciously closed the window and fled down. Han Fei's big, sharp-jointed hands held down all her movements. Looking at his plain white and calm eyebrows, Li Yue somehow calmed down, "Aren't we going to run away?"

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"Enough of escaping." He looked at the moonlight, as if he were looking at everything under the sky, "My motherland has abandoned me like worn shoes, like a rat in the toilet, like a frightened family dog. If my ambition cannot be fulfilled, I will not be rewarded."

"But Han Fei, helpless and as sincere as the bright moon."

He stood back and forth, with the bright moonlight shining on him. He turned around, and his back was not the narrow turret, but the vast sky. He stretched out his hand to wrap his arms around Li Yue's thin waist. Li Yue hadn't come yet.

He exclaimed and had no time to care about this exaggerated, crazy and blurry night. The scream in his throat was suppressed and could not be spit out.

She saw the man below her looking at her intently, and once again she was thrown into the sky of the turret. The man's pupils were very deep and black, as if there was something with claws and teeth inside that wanted to pounce out.

"Han Fei, you are crazy!"

The hunting wind lifted the hair around Li Yue's ears. She looked panicked and confused, but Han Fei had a specious smile and said, "Fei, this is always the case."

*

"Ran?!"

Li Si was furious, and his yellow face turned livid with anger.

Under the dim oil lamp, rows of private guards in black knelt in front of him with their heads hanging down. He was walking on thin ice and was struggling. Logically, he shouldn't have made such a big move, but Han Fei, Han Fei, the resourceful Han Fei, could do it in Jixia.

Han Fei, a deceptive and calculating man, would have been appreciated by the King of Qin who longed for talents.

Li Si's eyes were like a talisman tempered with poison.

How could there be a place for Cai Xiaoli, who came from a humble background and had no foundation in dealing with other countries?

In Jixia, he was not as good as him, his position was low, and he was inappropriate, so he was hampered by his reputation. But now that he is the Great Qin Tingwei and a confidant of the Qin State, is it possible that he has to wait for this day to come?

Li Si's eyelids suddenly twitched wildly, and veins popped out on the back of his hands and forehead: "Move over the death guards from the Great Wizard and pursue Han Fei with all your strength!"

Someone below hesitated and said, "But Wei Ting, the eldest girl is still in Han Fei's hands."

"Yeah, what should we do?"

Li Si gritted his teeth fiercely, but the remaining family affection suppressed his reason, "Capture...all alive."

"Yes Yes Yes!"

*

After months of sleepless escaping, Han Fei and Li Yue could only temporarily rest in a dark alley due to the interrogation at the city gate. Han Fei was thin and angular, with a half-inch scar on his cold face, hiding.

In the bustling crowd, there were uneven tables and stools and a bowl with a broken mouth.

He was swallowing the pimple soup from the bowl.

Li Yue's face turned pale. Seeing the Korean prince being so condescending, he said, "I was used to hardship, why are you..."

"Then why did my niece accompany Han to escape? Why didn't she report Han?" he asked her.

"I"

Putting down the bowl, Han Fei said calmly: "Niece, if you are not full of chaff, you will not be interested in rice and meat; if you are short and brown, you will not need to be embroidered."

Li Yue didn't expect him to be so evasive, so she turned her head and said, "You'd better stop calling me niece."

Although he and her father studied together in Jixia and were senior fellow students, he was not much older than her. It felt extremely awkward to be called like that.

Han Fei was stunned for a moment, but he didn't ask why and just said: "Okay."

Several beggars in ragged clothes and bare feet ran by next to them. A pungent smell of sweat arose in the hot weather. Li Yue felt nothing at all, and even felt at ease. She quickly poured out the oil-free bowl.

I swallowed a fishy taste in my lower abdomen, and sweat poured out all over my lower abdomen.

Why did she risk her life to accompany this Qin State wanted criminal? I'm afraid only she - Li Yue knows the answer.

After a short period of food and clothing, Han Fei lifted the dagger on the table with one hand and held it in his hand. Li Yue followed him with difficulty. She looked at the sweat stains on his shoulder blades, as if it was raining in the evening.

Such a tall and straight figure also looks particularly eye-catching in the flow of people passing by.

Li Yue thought to herself.

Being able to lead her to escape the pursuit of her father's personal guards was not only extraordinary in skill, but also probably unparalleled in resourcefulness.

If he and his father compete on the same stage, if his father loses

Unknowingly, he walked to the bottom of the wall. Han Fei looked sideways at him. His clear outline seemed to have immediately stuffed a handful of snow into Li Yue's chest. He stepped over and hugged her with his muscular arms.

The omen is another whirlwind.

"arrive."

Before she could react, Li Yue only felt her fingertips aching. She was in his arms, still pinching his arms tightly. Before his pupils had time to expand, he heard the sound of a long sword piercing the air from his back.

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"brush--"

This is a spacious training ground with sparse vegetation and sand and gravel blown up by the wind. There is a man in coarse cloth who is wielding a single sword. The sword is walking among the dragons and is already on Han Feidao's neck.
To be continued...