Song Zifei still lives in Bai Murong's secret house. Perhaps because the New Year approaches, his friends cleaned the house and repaired the relatively dilapidated places.

After walking around, Bai Murong entered the hall and saw Song Zifei who had been recuperating. Perhaps because he was seriously injured last time, his face did not look very good until now.

"It's obviously my home, but I feel very strange to see you here. It seems that you are a little puppy kept by me. Although your appearance has nothing to do with a little puppy." She said as she untied her cloak and sat down, she said and laughed.

"Does the princess always curse people like this?" It sounds really uncomfortable, but looking at her smile, it is obvious that it is either malicious or ridiculous.

"Where are you scolding you or praising you?" Bai Murong looked at him with a smile. The rich man is different because he is rich, confident, but he is also indifferent, luxurious and low-key.

"What's going to discuss today? The princess's smile seems to have something to say." Song Zifei poured her a cup of tea and asked her to take her time.

"There is nothing important. On the way, I saw a friend from the richest man in the Song Dynasty distribute cotton clothes, shoes and other things for free. I was deeply moved. It turned out that the richest man in Song Dynasty had the real mind of the world. I wonder, have you been doing good things silently over the years, standing up for the poor, and fighting the unscrupulous government?" Most of the fight for the people had their own purposes, but Song Zifei was obviously not. Looking at his face that was not interested in everything, he was depressed because he had too much money.

"Princess, your words are charged with rebellion, and I can't afford it." Song Zifei shook his head, the faint smile on his face made him seem to see through everything. This is a charming man, but he is a little old.

"I don't mean that, I'm just saying that you do good deeds. I always thought that I have different values ​​from everyone in this world, but I think I have a good view with you. Since you are doing good deeds, I will also sponsor some, although you have enough of them. But I feel really distressed when I look at those children who suffer and freeze." The most innocent one is the child, and there is no choice.

"Thank you, I really didn't expect that some people would agree with what I did. Even Amao thought I had too much money and didn't use them to seek a chance to survive for myself, but instead spread everywhere." Many people couldn't understand his approach, and even his own sister did not agree with it at all, and even had deep grudges.

"So, they are all ordinary people, and only I understand you. But are you doing charity all over the country? Or is it just a place in the imperial city?" Bai Murong was very curious.

"Public welfare?" Song Zifei didn't understand.

"Public welfare means doing good deeds without asking for rewards." With his eyes bent, even a formulaic smile is very attractive.

Song Zifei also laughed, "So there is such a saying, is Luquewu's statement?"

"The richest man in Song Dynasty is also interested in Luquewu?" He also mentioned this? Maybe she would not be killed, she would be arrested by those who were eyeing her, and then tortured and asked her how she entered Luquewu? It is very possible.

"It's certain that you are curious. Luquewu is so mysterious. If you occupy Luquewu below, you will be strictly guarded, and life will be easy." Song Zifei pushed the refreshment to her and said.

"Since Luquewu is so mysterious in your heart, I can't say anything else." Bai Murong pinched a piece of snack and took a bite. It tasted pretty good.

"It's just not to say it, I won't ask any more questions." Song Zifei shook his head, and he didn't have to know.

"I want to know, besides Fengcheng, where can I find a place like Luquewu?" If it is just hidden in Fengcheng, it is impossible to be like Luquewu.

"It seems that the princess really wants to take care of herself." She didn't want to go back to Luquewu, but she felt that Fengcheng and the imperial city were similar.

"This is not called being alone, it's always a place that is easy to defend and difficult to attack. Otherwise, everyone wants to get something from me, so how many years can I live?" As long as she doesn't die, the person who wants to fight Luquewu will not stop.

"The princess's idea is surprisingly consistent with her. She just wants to find a safe place to live without a living." Otherwise, she would never escape the curse of money in her life.

"Then let's take me one. It just so happens that the richest man in Song is too weak to fight. I can help you. With this money, I may not be as much as you." She can definitely not compare to the richest man in Song. But if it comes to fighting hard, she can beat him ten of them.

Song Zi must laugh. He really thought she was interesting. He dared to say anything and his ideas were so similar to him. It was really rare.

After talking with Song Zifei for a long time, from his unanimous ideas to the current situation of the imperial city and Daliang, Bai Murong found that he was really a man with an extremely charming personality. He was mature, calm, without utilitarianism, and his heart was soft and unimaginable.

Such people are easy to break, but they are extremely difficult to win over. Like people like Yuwen Teng and Yuwen Mok, Song Zifei will not care at all. Chu Yu, he worked hard for Yuwen Teng. Even if he is a person with a heart that has not yet become crooked, Song Zifei will not have any financial relationship with him. Because he knows very well that as long as there is one time, he will never be able to pick it up again.

It took lunch until it was about to be late at night when Bai Murong left the house.

She was quite familiar with this journey through the alley. Even with her eyes closed, she could touch it back.

When he turned into the alley at the back door of the palace, Bai Murong paused suddenly and then quickly turned around. The cloak drew a circle in the air due to her violent movements.

While turning around, she stretched out her hands, as fast as lightning, and grabbed the person who was following her quietly. Moreover, it was obvious that this person wanted to start, but she was just one step faster.

Grasping his collar, his other hand quickly clamped his arm, and at the same time, he raised his legs and bent his knees and pushed him hard. Taking advantage of the pain and bent over, she turned someone else over and pressed against the wall, and twisted her arm behind her back. This was what she looked like when she controlled the suspect.

"Sneaking, what's your purpose?" This man is thin and extremely light. He just discovered it after following her all the way.

"Miss Eight, it's me." The man who was pressed on the wall and was so painful that he was torn apart spoke in a low voice, with an indescribable accent.

Bai Murong grabbed his hair with one hand and turned his head hard. In the not too dark sky, this was a smart and cunning face, "Who are you?"

"Miss Eight, you don't know me anymore? I'm Ding Hai. I'm on the order of the master to see if Miss Eight is fine." The man named Ding Hai whispered, as if he was talking about some important secret.

Squinted her eyes, Bai Murong looked at this person and immediately remembered the situation when she almost died when she first came. And until now, the place where her lower back was still a mystery, and I wonder if it would become a threat.

Now, someone is here to come.

After laughing, she twisted his arm behind her even harder, and the man couldn't help but feel pain. Bai Murong didn't say anything, dragging him into the depths of the alley and back to the palace.
Chapter completed!