At this moment, the atmosphere in the hall was somewhat subtle.
"Brother Lu, this joke isn't funny," Xue Qinghe said coldly, her voice carrying a trace of suppressed anger.
Her shoulders trembled slightly, obviously trying hard to suppress her inner emotions. The panic in her eyes flashed and disappeared, and her complexion was also unnatural, but she quickly covered it up.
Lu Feng keenly captured this detail, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly.
His tone carried a bit of teasing. "Brother Qinghe, just as you said, eyes can deceive people. But looking at people doesn't just use eyes; one can also use the nose."
Xue Qinghe frowned slightly, a trace of doubt in her tone. "Nose?"
Lu Feng smiled calmly, his gaze carrying a bit of deep meaning. "Among the Soul Masters I've contacted, some unique people, especially women, have a special scent on their bodies, just like flowers."
He paused and continued, "If I had to describe it, Yanyan is like a datura flower, beautiful but poisonous; Zhuqing is like an orchid, fresh and elegant."
Lu Feng deliberately dragged out his voice, looking meaningfully at Xue Qinghe. "And Brother Qinghe..."
Xue Qinghe subconsciously asked, "What am I like?"
As soon as the words fell, she reacted immediately, a flash of annoyance appearing on her face, cursing herself inwardly for being led astray by Lu Feng.
Lu Feng chuckled lightly. "Brother Qinghe, you are like a tulip, graceful and luxurious. It's hard to imagine that the quagmire of the Heaven Dou Imperial Family could actually cultivate an outstanding person like you."
Xue Qinghe was expressionless at this time and said coldly, "Has Brother Lu finished his joke? For the sake of our past interactions, I won't hold it against you this time. If you slander me again next time, I'll get angry."
Lu Feng smiled slightly and didn't answer, just looking at Xue Qinghe calmly, his face still composed.
He wasn't lying. Under Luo Wu Pao's dog nose, let alone Xue Qinghe in front of him, everyone in Star Luo City was within his monitoring range.
In Luo Wu Pao's perception, Xue Qinghe had a holy, indifferent aura on her body, exactly the same as Qian Daoliu.
At the same time, Xue Qinghe also stared coldly at Lu Feng, anger faintly hidden in her eyes.
She was shocked inwardly. Having hidden for so many years, even Titled Douluo couldn't see through her identity, yet she was seen through by this person she had only met a few times.
Especially Lu Feng's words just now gave her a feeling of being molested.
"Hmph, words without proof." Xue Qinghe suppressed the worry in her heart and said indifferently, "Brother Lu doesn't think anyone will really believe your words meant to coax little girls, right?"
A cunning smile curled the corner of Lu Feng's mouth. "Then I'll release this news, and Brother Qinghe can prove your innocence then. Let me think, what should you do..."
He deliberately dragged out his voice, his tone carrying a bit of teasing. "Oh, right, you can take off your pants in front of Emperor Xue Ye."
"You!" Xue Qinghe's fists clenched instantly, and a powerful soul power fluctuation burst from her body. Unconcealed killing intent instantly filled the entire side hall.
Cold light flashed in her eyes, and her tone was icy. "Since you know things you shouldn't know, I can't let you live."
Seeing this, Lu Feng waved his hand hurriedly. "Ahem, Brother Qinghe, we are both fakes. Let's not call the kettle black, hahaha."
He pretended to be relaxed and continued, "Brother Qinghe, don't be angry. In the history of the Star Luo Empire, there have been two Empresses, and the current Pope is also a woman. I was just joking, no malice intended."
"If Brother Qinghe also ascends the Heaven Dou throne as a woman, it would be another beautiful story."
Xue Qinghe snorted coldly, her aura slightly retracted.
She knew clearly in her heart that being in the Star Luo Imperial Palace at this moment, acting rashly would only put her in a passive position.
She had lurked in Heaven Dou for more than ten years and absolutely couldn't let the plan fail because of Lu Feng.
"You have a glib tongue," Xue Qinghe said coldly. "Just as you said, we are both fake, so let's not criticize each other."
"Yes, yes, yes." Lu Feng cupped his hands, a smile on his face.
Changing the subject, his tone carried a bit of curiosity. "Brother Qinghe, I was abandoned since childhood and luckily returned to Star Luo. What about you? Why do you disguise yourself as a man?"
Xue Qinghe stared at him coldly. From Lu Feng's eyes, she couldn't see any calculation, as if he were truly just curious.
Her eyes rolled, and a reason instantly came to her mind.
Immediately, she spoke slowly, "Back then, my mother fought for favor with another concubine. Both became pregnant at the same time. Whoever gave birth to a prince first might be titled Empress."
Her tone carried a bit of sadness, as if falling into memories.
"At that time, I was born an hour earlier than another prince, but I was a daughter. Later, my mother bribed the Emperor's confidants and falsely reported me as a boy."
Xue Qinghe looked up slightly, her eyes rimmed with red, her voice carrying a choke. "After my mother passed away, no one else knew about this matter."
Looking at Xue Qinghe's tearful appearance, Lu Feng couldn't help curling his lips.
He thought to himself: This woman is indeed a natural actor; lies come as soon as she opens her mouth. If I hadn't read the original work, I really would have been deceived by her.
According to Xue Qinghe, even if her identity was exposed one day, as long as her identity as the Saintess of Spirit Hall wasn't exposed, she could still stay in the Heaven Dou Empire.
After all, everyone who knew about this matter was dead.
Even Emperor Xue Ye could only admit that his old eyes were dim back then.
Moreover, if Xue Qinghe's ability was excellent enough, a son turning into a daughter wasn't something unacceptable.
Xue Qinghe continued, "All these years, I have walked on thin ice, trying my best to be a good Crown Prince."
Her tone was somewhat agitated, a trace of determination flashing in her eyes. "I just want to prove that even as a woman, I am not inferior to anyone."
Lu Feng cupped his hands slightly, his tone carrying a bit of admiration. "Brother Qinghe, women are not inferior to men; I admire you."
Xue Qinghe's emotions gradually recovered, and she said indifferently, "Now, does Brother Lu have any other questions?"
Lu Feng smiled and pretended to be embarrassed. "Then your current appearance should be a disguise like mine, right? Can I see your original look?"
Hearing this, a trace of vigilance flashed in Xue Qinghe's eyes. "Hm? What do you want to do?"
Lu Feng touched his chin. "After all, we are going to have in-depth cooperation. If I don't even know what my ally looks like, wouldn't that be too insincere?"
Xue Qinghe lowered her head in thought for a moment. Then, a burst of brilliant golden light erupted from her body.
Almost at the same time, her hair grew rapidly, reaching her waist in a short while. Before long, the golden light dissipated, and a peerlessly beautiful face appeared before Lu Feng.
Her skin was white as snow, with a straight nose and slightly slender phoenix eyes carrying a bit of majesty. She looked eighteen or nineteen years old, but her voluptuous figure was enough to drive anyone crazy.
"Brother Lu, are you satisfied now?" Xue Qinghe spoke slowly.
Her voice was very pleasant, somewhat soft, yet carrying an unquestionable tone.
The corners of Lu Feng's mouth turned up slightly, and he cupped his hands. "The water and soil of the Heaven Dou Empire indeed nurture people well. Princess Qinghe has the beauty of a celestial being."
"Hmph." Xue Qinghe's eyes curved, and she chuckled lightly. "Glib tongue. I might as well tell you, my real name is Xue Qianqian."
"Xue Qianqian?"
Lu Feng narrowed his eyes slightly and smiled. "In that case, we will be partners from now on."
Meanwhile, northwest of the Silves Kingdom.
Tang San stood on the mountaintop, gasping for breath. Beads of sweat covered his forehead, obviously after a long trek.
He looked up at a forest not far ahead, a trace of joy flashing in his eyes.
"This is it," Tang San muttered to himself, a trace of expectation in his tone. "A forest composed entirely of Blue Silver Grass... I wonder what kind of surprise it will bring me."
His gaze was full of determination, as if he had already seen the scene of obtaining his fifth soul ring.