Even if Yue Xianzi could not recall Lu Yin’s true identity, she saw no harm in probing him. Every so often, she would seek him out and chat with him, leaving Lu Yin helpless. He wondered if he should start thinking of a way to get rid of this girl.

However, trouble wasn’t the only thing that Yue Xianzi had brought to Lu Yin. For example, at this moment, Lu Yin was currently situated right behind the private carriage and was only a few meters away from Ming Yan. Yue Xianzi had purposefully arranged this placement for him since Ming Yan treated her extremely well, and she was even allowed to enter the private carriage. She had ultimately declined because of Ming Zhaoshu’s existence and was instead riding alongside the carriage by horseback.

“Is there anyone else in your family?” Yue Xianzi asked Lu Yin as she rode alongside.

Lu Yin’s face twisted into a grimace. “No, there was an epidemic in my hometown, and they all died.”

“Oh... How old are you this year?”

…

Within the private carriage, Ming Yan occasionally glanced out in astonishment. “Father, it seems that Yue’er treats that coachman pretty well.”

Ming Zhaoshu was going through his scrolls and smiled at his daughter. “Perhaps they were brought together by fate.”

Ming Yan did not really understand what was happening between the two and sneaked another glance at Lu Yin. She...