Zhao Qingxi's expression was extremely complicated. She sighed lightly and continued.

"After the young master rescued me from the brothel, he took me back to Zhengxia Palace."

"Zhengxia Palace?" Zhao Xuan was surprised, "Is it the Zhengxia Palace I think of?"

Zhao Qingxi nodded: "No, it's exactly the Zhengxia Palace you are thinking of."

Zhao Xuan: "But the Lord of Zhengxia Palace hates men. Are all the disciples under his sects women? What's going on with this Wuxia Young Master?"

Zhao Qingxi answered his doubts: "The Palace Master hates men because she was deceived and abandoned by men. The Palace Master killed that man, but was pregnant with the man's child and gave birth to a daughter. Later, when the young palace master grew up, he entered the world and was also deceived by men. The young palace master returned to the palace with the child. The palace master helped the young palace master avenge and killed the man who deceived the young palace master. As a result, the young palace master complained about the palace master, and was depressed after that. He died when the young master Wuxia was five years old. The palace master felt guilty towards his daughter and grandson, so he carefully raised and nurtured. He thought about handing over Zhengxia Palace to the young master for inheritance in the future."

Zhao Xuan raised his eyebrows. Yu Lanzhu has a very high status. No wonder he can fight anyone he wants without restraint in the world, because there are masters behind him as his backer.

Zhao Qingxi: "Because I was brought back to Zhengxia Palace by the young master, I became the young master's maid."

Zhao Xuan said: "Sister, you are the eldest lady of our Green Willow Villa. How can you be the maid of another man?"

Zhao Qingxi smiled bitterly: "Didn't I lose my memory at that time? And I was rescued from the brothel. Many women in the palace looked down on me and thought I was dirty. It was the young master who came forward to protect me. I, I..."

Zhao Xuan understood that heroes save beauty and protect beauty like that. How could beauty not like heroes?

Zhao Xuan: "Sister, if you really like Yu Lanzhu, I will grab him back and let him be your husband."

Zhao Qingxi couldn't help but smile and slapped Zhao Xuan in the face: "What nonsense! Have you regarded our Green Willow Villa as a bandit's nest?"

Zhao Xuan snorted: "I'm not talking nonsense. With my brother and I as your backer, what kind of man do you want can't get it? So what if Yu Lanzhu is the young lord of Zhengxia Palace? So what if you have a grandma? You have two grandma brothers!"

Zhao Qingxi shook his head helplessly.

He became a master, and his younger brother was still a child.

"No need." Zhao Qingxi said, "Men and women are reliant on feelings, not forcing them to rob each other. You have heard of the so-called forced melons that are not sweet. Have you ever heard of this? Gong, Yu Lanzhu doesn't like me, but likes Duanmurou. I snatch him to my side. I won't be happy, and it will only make all three of them uncomfortable."

Zhao Xuan: "What do you do? Stay with Yu Lanzhu like before and continue to be his maid, for his life and death?"

Zhao Qingxi shook his head: "No, I won't go back. I am the lady of Green Willow Villa and the sister of two masters. How can I be a maid for other men? That's an insult to my two brothers. I used to lose my memory and I was so humble, but now I can't."

She has her own pride.

Before, she lost her memory and thought she was dirty and rootless duckweed, so she wanted to keep pursuing Yu Lanzhu to survive.

But now that she has recovered her memory, how could she do something that will lose the face of the Zhao family?

She likes Yulanzhu, but this love is mixed with too many other factors. Those factors can shackle the amnesia-lost orphan girl Chunliu, but cannot shackle the eldest daughter of Green Willow Villa Zhao Qingxi!

When Zhao Xuan heard Zhao Qingxi's words, a trace of cunning flashed in his eyes, and he was soon hidden by him.

Zhao Qingxi is what he admires now.

If it were the Zhao Qingxi before, Zhao Xuan would have only brought the person back to Green Willow Villa and threw it to Zhao Yuan.

"By the way, my brother, what's wrong with Qiu Wen? Have you saved her?" Zhao Qingxi thought of his companion.

Although Qiu Wen often bullies herself secretly and is jealous of Yu Lanzhu for Yu, she has lived together for a long time and hopes that Qiu Wen can live.

Zhao Xuan gave her a bad news: "The maid is dead. After I save you, I will check her injuries and find that she is already dead. I buried her nearby so that she can be buried in peace."

Zhao Qingxi sighed when she heard this. She and Qiu Wen were both sick and sympathetic.

Since Duanmurou appeared, they knew that the thoughts in their hearts would never be realized.

The two followed Yu Lanzhu with hopeless love, and their last days turned from hostility to comforting each other.

"Sister, when your injury is healed, I will take you to her grave for sacrifice."

"Thank you." Zhao Qingxi said gratefully, and then asked again, "Do you have news about Yu Lanzhu and Duanmurou?"

Zhao Xuan shook his head: "I have been taking care of you since I saved you and have not asked for information about others. Sister, don't worry, Yu Lanzhu and Duanmurou are backed by masters and masters. I think the royal family will not do anything to them."

"That's right." Zhao Qingxi Road, then asked Zhao Xuan again, "Can I send a letter to Zhengxia Palace? Let the palace master come to save the Duke quickly, Yu Lanzhu."

Zhao Xuan: "Sister, the royal family dispatched a master to chase Wuxia Gongzi and the second beauty in the world. How could Zhengxia Palace not know about such a big news? I think the Lord of Zhengxia Palace has come out of the palace to save Yu Lanzhu, right? Don't have any contact with Zhengxia Palace anymore. Chunliu is dead, you are Zhao Qingxi."

Zhao Qingxi was silent for a while and nodded slowly: "Chunliu is dead, she has died for the sake of the young master Wuxia of Zhengxia Palace. I am Zhao Qingxi."

She paused and said, "My brother, help me build a spring willow-clothed tomb next to Qiuwen's grave."

Zhao Xuan: "Okay."

A few days later, most of Zhao Qingxi's injuries healed. Zhao Xuan bought a carriage and took Zhao Qingxi to the place where Qiuwen was buried.

Zhao Qingxi buried her bloody clothes that were injured by a master that day into another pit that Zhao Xuan photographed, and built a tomb of clothing.

The wooden sign in front of Qiuwen’s grave finally had a letter, and her name was engraved.

Zhao Qingxi put incense on Qiuwen, toasted wine, burned a lot of paper money, and talked about it for a long time in front of his grave. From the middle of the sun to the setting sun in the west, Zhao Qingxi stopped talking.

"Qiuwen, this is my future visit to you as Chunliu. I will not come again in the future. If you have a spirit, forget the young master quickly and go reincarnate. The young master will not belong to you."

She sighed softly, stood up, walked to the side of the carriage, and said to the young man who was dozing off on the shaft of the carriage: "Brother, let's go home!"
Chapter completed!