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

Lin Zhaoyue curled her red lips slightly, turned around, and spoke in a tone like a familiar customer:

"Oh? A truly stunning beauty? The shopkeeper just didn't tell me and wanted to keep it for himself?"

The shopkeeper chuckled and said, "How dare I? It just arrived yesterday and it's a little indecent now. Miss, wait a moment, I'll have someone wash it and bring it back to you."

"No, I'm with the shopkeeper."

The shopkeeper hesitated when he heard Lin Zhaoyue's words:

"That place is extremely filthy, I'm afraid it will defile the young lady's precious body."

"No problem."

After saying these two words, Lin Zhaoyue signaled the shopkeeper to lead the way.

Several people came to the basement of the incense storage pavilion. When the door was opened, a foul smell of sweat mixed with the smell of feces and urine wafted out of the room, stink to high heaven.

Even Seventeen, who was following behind him, couldn't help but cover his mouth and nose with his hands. The stench was so bad that it made him cry.

There was not a single light coming through the room, it was so dark that one could not see the sun.

The shopkeeper took out a lighter from his sleeve, blew into it, and lit the candle inside. Only then could Lin Zhaoyue see everything inside clearly.

The basement was very large, with more than a dozen iron cages, each containing a ragged teenager. The ground under the cage was wet and sticky with yellow and red substances.

The wet liquid is urine, the yellow is dried or new shit, and the red is blood.

Even the shopkeeper can't stand it here.

"Miss, how about you wait outside for a while?"

In her previous life, when she was in the cold palace, her situation was similar to this. She even ate rotten rice, some of which had worms. Lin Zhaoyue could endure it and just said:

"Where is the man?"

Seeing the young lady's persistence, the shopkeeper pointed to one of the iron cages, where there was only one person locked up.

Lin Zhaoyue walked closer, lifting her skirt, and saw the young man curled up in the cage, with heavy shackles on his hands and feet, which had bled from the shackles.

His hair was disheveled and his tattered clothes wrapped around him like a dirty shroud.

The cloth shoes on his feet had long been worn out, revealing his dirty toes.

Even though the feet are dirty, you can tell they are in good shape.

"Wake up."

The shopkeeper banged on the iron door and shouted.

The boy in the cage showed no reaction, as if he was dead.

Lin Zhaoyue's heart skipped a beat, and she said to the shopkeeper:

"Open the door. I want to see him."

"Miss, don't look at this child..."

"open!"

After all, Lin Zhaoyue had been a queen in her previous life. When she became fierce, she brought with her an irresistible pressure that made people feel awe.

The shopkeeper said nothing more, took out the key and opened the door.

It just arrived yesterday, and the cage is relatively clean, with no excrement.

Lin Zhaoyue walked in and squatted down to take a picture of him.

Unexpectedly, the young man suddenly stood up and rushed towards Lin Zhaoyue like a little leopard, spitting out two words fiercely:

"Go to hell."

Lin Zhaoyue couldn't dodge in time and was slammed hard into the iron cage by him. The strong wind lifted the veil and the boy saw her face clearly.

The girl has clear almond-shaped eyes, skin as white as ice and snow, delicate features, and a little bit of makeup makes her look peerless.

Under the girl's gaze, the fierce light in the boy's eyes gradually dissipated.

He had never seen such clean eyes, crystal clear and free from dust.

It was unlike anything he had ever seen before.

Lin Zhaoyue looked at the young man in front of her. His face was so dirty that his original features could no longer be seen, but she could still vaguely make out the familiar outline.

With just one glance, Lin Zhaoyue could confirm that the person in front of her was the one she was looking for.

Almost at the same time, the sword in Seventeen's hand had already reached the young man's neck, and only a millimeter's length would be enough to take his life.

"Seventeen, no problem."

Lin Zhaoyue said this as she pushed away the sword in Seventeen's hand.

The boy felt the girl pushing him, his eyes darkened, and he almost blurted out:

"Take me away, I'll do anything."

The girl was startled for a moment when she heard his words, then she reached out and touched his head, and said softly:

"it is good."

"Ugh~"

The sound of vomiting came from the door, attracting everyone's attention.

Lin Zhaoyue looked over and saw two people at the door.

The man was dressed in black, with only a white jade hairpin tying his hair. His brows were deep, and against the light, his facial features looked even sharper. His black eyes were fixed on her. Even from a distance, Lin Zhaoyue could feel the murderous aura coming from him.

The pressure from the superiors was overwhelming, and the shopkeeper's heart suddenly shuddered, and he said anxiously:

"Sir, do you want to pick some goods?"

The person did not answer, his eyes were fixed on her hand that was stroking the boy's head.

Xiao Yan?

Recognize her?

What is he doing here? Looking for a molester?

She remembered that he was a clean man in his previous life and did not have such a hobby.

Is he here to look for someone like her?

Lin Zhaoyue frowned slightly, withdrew her hand, coughed lightly, and hinted at Seventeen frantically.

Unfortunately, Seventeen had not been with her for a long time and had not yet developed that kind of tacit understanding. In addition, Lin Zhaoyue covered her face with a veil, so he did not understand her hints.

Finally, Lin Zhaoyue deliberately lowered her voice and said to the shopkeeper:

"I want him."

Lin Zhaoyue had never practiced voice changing. Although she tried to lower her voice, people who were with her could tell it at once.

Shen Yanzhou, who had just been gargling with water after vomiting, spat out a large mouthful of water when he heard Lin Zhaoyue's words.

The first was that he never expected that the beauty that Xiao Yun was worried about and followed him was actually Lin Zhaoyue; the second was that Lin Zhaoyue said, "I want her." Could it be that the future Crown Princess would have to keep a male prostitute?

Lin Zhaoyue's words brought the shopkeeper back to his senses. The joy of opening a large order dispelled the fear brought by the man, and he said happily:

"Hey, good sir, this is absolutely the most beautiful thing in the world, I will definitely not disappoint you."

Stunning beauty in the world?

You won't be disappointed?

Xiao Yan's brows were slightly frowned, and he just looked at her like that, as if waiting for her to speak, or as if waiting for her to explain.

However, Lin Zhaoyue decided to pretend that she didn't know him and let Shiqi support the person and float past him.

Xiao Yan knew that if he didn't speak, she would really leave:

"Are you planning to leave like this?"

Lin Zhaoyue paused, knowing that Xiao Yan had recognized her. She turned around and bowed slightly:

"Do you have anything to tell me, sir?"

Looking at Lin Zhaoyue who observed the etiquette carefully, a trace of irritability flashed in Xiao Yun's black ice-like eyes.

Even though there was a veil between them, he knew that Lin Zhaoyue had never looked up at him from beginning to end.

Xiao Yan glanced at the boy next to her and said in a cold voice:

"Could it be that the girl has forgotten her identity? She doesn't know what she should and shouldn't do?"

"You don't need to remind me of this, sir. After your patient advice last time, I know exactly what I should do..."

The shopkeeper saw that they knew each other and were about to quarrel, so he quickly came out and laughed after closing the door:

"Why don't you two go into the private room and have a chat? And let the young master take a shower first?"

Lin Zhaoyue looked at the weak boy and nodded in agreement.

When the boy was taken to wash up, Lin Zhaoyue also took a shower and changed her clothes.

When she came out, she didn't see Shen Yanzhou, but only saw Xiao Yan sitting beside the tea table, as if waiting for her.

"Prince, are you waiting for me?"