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

The girl had just finished bathing. Her snow-white skin was faintly red, and her cheeks were so tender that water could be pinched out of them.

The lake green dress brought out the youthful brightness that only a young girl could have, her fingers were as soft as catkins, and her nails had a healthy luster and were slightly pink.

She picked up the teacup and took a sip. The porcelain white wall of the cup was stained with lip balm, leaving a faint lip mark.

Xiao Yan rubbed the ring with a little force, as if he was restraining something.

"That young man, Ms. Lin doesn't intend to explain?"

When Lin Zhaoyue heard Xiao Yan's words, she put down her teacup and looked directly at him with her clear almond eyes:

"What does Your Highness want to hear?"

Her tone was serious, but her attitude was perfunctory. Xiao Yan had no doubt that she would make up stories as long as he was happy. It was completely different from the sincerity and enthusiasm she had shown when she was with him before.

It's like a completely different person.

The man's handsome sword-like brows wrinkled slightly.

Seeing his serious and forbearing expression, Lin Zhaoyue was afraid that if she continued to talk, they would quarrel again. Today, she found the person she was looking for, and she didn't want to miss this opportunity:

"Although I am the future Crown Princess, I don't need to report to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince when I find a household servant!"

"Looking for a servant to find the Incense Pavilion? I didn't know Miss Lin had such a capability."

Who comes to the black market without knowing what kind of business Zangxiang Pavilion is doing?

As the man spoke, his jade-white fingers tapped the table top intermittently.

Hearing the unhappiness in the man's questioning, Lin Zhaoyue felt puzzled:

"What's going on? Is His Royal Highness the Crown Prince jealous?"

"Lin Zhaoyue, you are my future Crown Princess!"

Although Xiao Yan's methods were ruthless and decisive, he was of a very calm temperament and seldom got angry. Calling her by her full name showed that he was obviously on the verge of going berserk.

Perhaps out of a revengeful mentality, Lin Zhaoyue felt refreshed when she saw him unhappy. Just when she was about to say something sarcastic to him, there was a knock on the door.

She glanced at Xiao Yan and saw that the man had calmed down after drinking a cup of tea.

She curled her lips in boredom, put on her veil and called out, "Come in."

The shopkeeper pushed the door open and walked in, with an expression as if he had found a treasure:

"Miss, this has been arranged. Please check the goods."

As he said this, he made room for the young man behind him to appear.

When this batch of goods arrived yesterday, the person who took over kept telling him that this person was stunningly beautiful. He took a glance and found that the quality was indeed higher than before, but he didn't expect that she would be so stunning after being washed and dressed up.

The boy walked in obediently, with a hint of caution in his eyes, and pinched his sleeves uncomfortably.

He changed into a white robe, with long, smooth hair draped over his shoulders, long eyebrows like willows, and a stunning face that was so beautiful that it was difficult to tell whether he was androgynous. His bright red lips were slightly upturned, and his extremely light pupil color made his eyes look beautiful and clean, which formed a sharp contrast with Xiao Yan's unfathomable black eyes.

There was a gleam of surprise in Lin Zhaoyue's eyes. Although she knew that he was handsome in her previous life, when she saw him again, she couldn't help but sigh that he was really born with a great appearance.

He has a very unique temperament, the kind of nobleness that can only be cultivated from growing up in a luxurious environment.

Such people are either born outstanding or rich and noble.

In her previous life, she had always been devoted to Xiao Yan and had never thought about investigating his background, until he died in front of her to save her...

"Are you satisfied, sir?"

Lin Zhaoyue nodded.

"Then please give him a name!"

Give a name?

This didn't happen in his previous life. When he arrived at the Lin Mansion, he was called Xiaobai.

The housekeeper said that he saw Xiaobai on the street, lying on the snow, dying. He picked her up out of pity and wanted to see if the Lin family was willing to adopt her.

She thought that the Lin Mansion was just a matter of having one more mouth to feed, so she let them stay.

The second brother was worried about a person of unknown origin being around her, so he asked someone to investigate, and only then did he find out about Chu Bai's past.

He was always being sold, escaping, then being caught, and then being sold again.

Lin Zhaoyue never thought that just a small kindness in her heart would be enough for him to stand up for her when she was assassinated.

Lin Zhaoyue looked at the young man and said:

"Do you have a name? Or a favorite name?"

The boy shook his head and said in a low and expectant voice:

"Please give me a name, Master."

When Xiao Yun heard the young man call the word "Master", his face visibly darkened.

Lin Zhaoyue: …

"From now on, when you stay with me, just follow Seventeen and call me Miss!"

"Please give me a name, Miss."

"Then how about calling you Chu Bai?"

I remember hearing Chunhe mention this name in my previous life. He said he saw it in the amulet he hung around his neck.

The amulet was made of cloth and was worthless. He had been wearing it around his neck all along. Perhaps the shopkeeper saw it when he was taking a shower just now and thought it was dirty, so he asked him to take it off.

When Chu Bai heard these two words, he felt vaguely familiar and kind, but he couldn't remember what it was, so he could only nod happily.

After deciding on the name, Lin Zhaoyue called the shopkeeper outside to ask about the price.

After all, Chu Bai is not a commodity to her, so it is not appropriate to discuss the price in front of him.

"One thousand taels."

As soon as the shopkeeper finished speaking, Chu Bai rushed out of the room:

"Shopkeeper, you are cheating people. The most expensive of those people is only one hundred taels."

The shopkeeper looked at him and snorted:

"How can they compare with you?"

"It can't be that expensive. You obviously saw that my lady has money and wanted to rip her off."

Looking at the emotional Chu Bai, Lin Zhaoyue patted his shoulder comfortingly and said:

"I have my own plans. You go in and wait for me."

Lin Zhaoyue spoke, and Chu Bai reluctantly walked into the house.

"Seventeen."

Now Seventeen understood what Lin Zhaoyue meant. Just as he was about to draw his sword, a silver note worth one thousand taels was placed in front of the shopkeeper.

The silver note was held in a pair of jade-white hands, and the owner of the silver note had no expression.

"Thank you, sir."

As the shopkeeper was about to reach out to take it, Lin Zhaoyue took the banknote first and stuffed it into Xiao Yan's arms:

"Young Master, you should keep the money for yourself and spend it slowly! Heart disease is difficult to cure and requires expensive medicine. You will need money for many other things in the future. Don't let it be too late to spend it. The one you love the most needs a Huhuhu!"

Xiao Yun was demoted later and his life was indeed difficult.

Although Lin Zhaoyue was telling the truth, her words sounded a bit sarcastic.

Not to mention his previous life, just say that a few days ago he said not to covet things that don't belong to him, and now he wants to pay her.

She is really fed up with this kind of behavior of giving a sweet gift in return for a slap in the face!

After saying this, Lin Zhaoyue did not look at Xiao Yan's expression and said;

"Seventeen!"

As Lin Zhaoyue finished speaking, a cold sword pointed directly at the shopkeeper's throat:

"Boss, how much did you say Chu Bai is?"

The shopkeeper looked at the sharp sword on his neck, trembled, and said tremblingly:

"Two hundred taels."

"That's pretty much it."

Lin Zhaoyue took out two hundred taels and handed them to the shopkeeper.

In her previous life, Lin Zhaoyue accompanied Xiao Yun in being demoted and then sent to the cold palace. She knew that money was not easy to come by.

Besides, the family's money was earned by her father and brothers with great difficulty, and she couldn't squander it recklessly.

Xiao Yun was watching from the side, and when he saw Lin Zhaoyue's calculating look, he felt something strange in his mind.

The feeling became even stronger when he saw the new calluses on her palms from practicing swordplay.