Although Moon Fairy couldn't remember Lu Yin's identity, that didn't stop her from testing him. Every so often, she'd find an excuse to strike up a conversation, leaving Lu Yin quite helpless. He wondered whether he should find an opportunity to get rid of her.
Still, Moon Fairy wasn't all trouble for Lu Yin. For instance, right now he was following behind the Imperial Carriage, only a few meters away from Ming Yan. Moon Fairy had arranged it. Ming Yan treated her very well and had even invited her into the carriage, but because Ming Zhaoshu was there, she hadn't gone in. Instead, she rode alongside it.
"Do you have any family left?" Moon Fairy asked Lu Yin as she rode her horse.
Lu Yin's face twitched. "No one. A plague swept through my hometown and killed them all."
"Oh," Moon Fairy said. "How old are you this year?"
Inside the Imperial Carriage, Ming Yan kept glancing outside in surprise. "Father King, Moon Fairy seems to be very nice to that coachman."
Ming Zhaoshu held a book in his hands. He smiled faintly at her words. "Perhaps they're fated to meet."
Ming Yan seemed to understand, then stole a glance at Lu Yin and blinked. There was something familiar about him.
At that moment, Lu Yin wanted nothing more than to stuff Moon Fairy's mouth with a smelly sock. This was the Imperial Carriage, with Ming Zhaoshu sitting inside. One wrong answer and he'd be found out. Yet this girl kept asking questions like she was matchmaking, acting like a nosy old gossip. He couldn't refuse to answer, either. It was disgusting.
"I thought your posture while driving the carriage was strange. You don't seem like an ordinary person. Have you practiced cultivation?" Moon Fairy asked, staring intently into Lu