You have asked for permission to marry, why should I restrain myself?

Not only Shen Yanzhou thought so, but Xiao Yan also thought so.

He would never take her to a place like the black market.

The delicate eyebrows were slightly frowned, and a deep and pleasant voice came over:

"Go around."

Looking at the carriage heading towards the Rouge and Powder Shop at a corner, Feng Xin said: ...

With a light cough, Feng Xin replied:

"Sir, the carriage from the Lin residence is heading to the cosmetics shop."

Shen Yanzhou: ...

Could it be that they were wrong?

Shen Yanzhou glanced at Xiao Yan. There was no expression on his face. Xiao Yan was always unpredictable. It was hard to tell whether he was disappointed or relieved.

The carriages continued to move forward unsteadily, and the two carriages went their separate ways at the fork in the road.

Feng Xin didn't recognize Seventeen, but he recognized the Lin Mansion's carriage.

And Seventeen recognized Feng Xin and knew that Feng Xin was the prince's guard.

When Lin Zhaoyue learned that the prince's carriage was behind them, she immediately asked Seventeen to change direction.

She really didn't want to have anything to do with Xiao Yan now.

The carriage stopped in front of the rouge shop. Lin Zhaoyue thought about it and decided to change to another carriage.

The entrance to the black market was in a hidden gambling house. As the heavy stone door carved with ferocious animal patterns slowly opened, it was like opening up another crazy world, and the atmosphere of decadence and luxury filled the air.

There are towering shops, glazed gauze lanterns, delicate and charming prostitutes waving to attract customers, and there are also beautiful minor officials who flirt with the girls passing by. The sounds of gambling and fighting are endless.

As the two men walked into the street, they heard a bang and a bloody man in black broke out of the window, fell in front of them, staggered to his feet, and disappeared in the crowd.

Several men in black followed behind, led by a sturdy man with a two-inch scar on his face, looking murderous:

"Fuck, if we catch that guy, we'll just beat him to death with clubs, chase him..."

But in the blink of an eye, the men in black also blended into the crowd coming and going.

As early as when the man in black jumped out, Seventeen consciously stood in front of Lin Zhaoyue.

After those people left, he turned around and asked:

"Miss, are you okay?"

Lin Zhaoyue shook her head and walked towards a shop. Seventeen followed closely behind her, looking around.

The shop owner looked like an elegant middle-aged man with a special literary air that was out of tune with the decadent atmosphere around him.

He fiddled with the abacus without even looking up, and said coldly:

"What do you want?"

"Child molester."

Seventeen, who was following behind Lin Zhaoyue, heard his young lady utter these two words. His usually expressionless face showed a slight crack and the corners of his mouth twitched uncontrollably.

The hand that was turning the abacus paused, and the shopkeeper looked up. The scars on his collarbone that could not be covered by the collar were exposed, like a bunch of flesh centipedes, shocking.

At this moment, Lin Zhaoyue saw his clothes move, as if some living thing was trying to come out.

Suddenly, his wrist felt tight, his vision blurred, and when he looked again, he found that Seventeen had pulled him behind him.

Seventeen stood upright in front of her, his sharp sword flashing a cold light.

"Don't blame me, my beloved pet is a little naughty."

The shopkeeper said this while holding a colorful ring-shaped snake that pounced towards them. Just by looking at its appearance, one could tell that the snake was extremely poisonous.

Seventeen looked at the shopkeeper coldly and said without any warmth:

"Shopkeeper, you can try to see which is faster, your snake or my sword."

"No, no, please, sir."

The shopkeeper was knowledgeable and experienced. From the actions of the man in front of him just now, he knew that this person was a top-notch master.

Although the person behind him was wearing a veil and his face could not be seen clearly, from her clothes and temperament, it was clear that she was either rich or noble.

Seeing Seventeen put away his sword, the shopkeeper's tense nerves relaxed a little, and he felt a tingling sensation in his neck.

The shopkeeper reached out his hand and touched it, and felt something sticky and wet. He swallowed unconsciously, and when he lowered his eyes, he saw a scarlet spot on his fingertips.

He realized later that if he had had murderous intent just now, he would probably have been beheaded by now.

A layer of cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and the shopkeeper's smile became more flattering:

"Please come in, guest officer."

The shopkeeper led them out of the shop, across the street, and after many turns, they entered a tall building called the Incense Cang Pavilion.

As soon as you enter, you will see a thin red veil swaying in the breeze, falling like a waterfall. Through the veil, you can vaguely see the enchanting figure behind her.

Several beautiful ladies were dancing in the air, drawing cheers from the crowd.

The flying banknotes were like a pile of waste paper, hitting the stage continuously.

The Persian carpets on the ground felt as soft as walking on clouds, and the dim light made everything seem like a dream, making people wish they could stay here forever...

In the private room on the third floor, Shen Yanzhou was talking to Xiao Yan. After talking for a long time and seeing that he didn't respond, he looked up and saw that the man's eyes were following something and his jaw was slightly tense.

Following his line of sight, I saw a remarkable figure. Just from her demeanor and graceful figure, I could imagine what kind of incomparable beauty was hidden behind the veil.

Shen Yanzhou's amorous peach blossom eyes showed a little interest:

"Hey, whose daughter is that? She has a thin body and a waist that is so thin that one can hold it in one hand. She is really attractive."

The moment Shen Yanzhou finished speaking, a hint of coldness flashed across Xiao Yun's black icy eyes, which he himself did not even notice.

He tapped the table twice with his cold white finger bones and stood up suddenly.

"Hey, where are we going..."

……

The shopkeeper led Lin Zhaoyue to a room with exquisite carved doors and smiled at her in an extremely flattering manner:

"Sir, this is it."

The door was pushed open, and a strong scent of incense wafted into the air. The eyes were filled with silk and satin. Young men in cool clothes stood in a row, holding unspeakable jade objects in their hands.

Seeing the scene in the room, Seventeen's eyes were dull for a moment, and he almost subconsciously looked at Lin Zhaoyue.

I saw that my young lady was as calm as if she was a regular visitor.

Seventeen is not a fool. He knows his young lady's personality a little bit. He believes that the young lady came here to look for someone.

Although he didn't know who the lady was looking for.

An old mother was standing in front of the teenagers, seemingly scolding them for something. When she saw them, she quickly ran over with a smile on her face.

"Hey, boss, why are you here?"

"I brought the nobleman here to pick out the goods, you go down first!"

The old lady glanced at Lin Zhaoyue and immediately smiled happily, saying that the white jade belt on her waist was worth a fortune, and that she was obviously a rich person, and rich people are generous.

The old lady bowed twice and then tactfully left.

"Sir, these are all innocent girls. Although they have never had sex, their skills in serving others are first-rate. Do you see any that catch your eye?"

Lin Zhaoyue's face looked like it was on fire at this moment, so red that blood could drip out.

Fortunately, she had a veil covering her face, so she suppressed her shame and looked at them one by one.

Those teenagers looked young, the youngest was about ten years old and the oldest was no more than fifteen.

They didn't really receive the guests. They looked at people in a charming but not lustful way. The younger ones had a hint of shyness and an unconscious seduction in their eyes. Their skin was as delicate as snow, making people want to bully it.

If they had met a real "guest", their souls would have been hooked away, but unfortunately they met a piece of wood called Lin Zhaoyue.

Lin Zhaoyue quickly glanced around but didn't see the person she was looking for.

"Sir, these young men are quite handsome. Do you see any that catch your eye?"

"Generally, nothing else?"

"Sir, the best products in the store are all here, why don't you take a closer look..."

Lin Zhaoyue didn't want to talk to him about this nonsense, so she turned around and left.

As soon as I reached the door, I heard the shopkeeper behind me say urgently:

"Sir, there is another one, she is truly stunning..."