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

Although Lin Zhaoyue was not extremely extravagant in the past, she did spend money like water.

But now... Mingzhu, who was brought up pampered by the Lin family, seems to know the sorrows of the world.

This kind of Lin Zhaoyue made Xiao Yun feel more unfamiliar than ever before.

After leaving the Zangxiang Pavilion, Shen Yanzhou was waiting at the door. I don’t know where he just came from, and he was still a little out of breath.

From his expression, I knew he had something to say.

The two walked to a secluded place. Shen Yanzhou moved his ears to make sure there was no one around, then he spoke:

"The shop that made the fine crossbows has been completely emptied of people. They cleaned up the place very well, leaving no clues. They probably ran away two hours ago."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Yan gave a cold smile:

"You are well-informed. Since he ran away, this black market..."

As he spoke, Xiao Yan looked around, saw the lights that never went out, smelled the faint smell of decay, and said in a cold voice:

"Then we will save those who need to be saved, kill those who need to be killed, and then burn this place down. We will use the stolen money to settle the displaced people."

"Yes……"

……

When Xiao Yan returned to the original place, there was no trace of Lin Zhaoyue.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, sighed softly, and walked slowly on the street. When he passed by a drugstore, he went in and bought a box of scar-removing cream.

"Sir, I think you bought it for your wife! This scar cream is extremely good. It has a dense texture and is not greasy. It is also effective. I guarantee that the scar will be completely removed within three days after using it..."

After hearing the shopkeeper's exaggerations, Xiao Yan picked up a box, opened it and smelled it.

A rich camellia scent, and if you smell it carefully, you can also smell some other flavors.

This smell is not unfamiliar to Xiao Yan, who has been walking on the edge of a knife all year round.

Corpse oil.

His eyes turned cold, and Xiao Yan threw away the scar-removing cream in his hand:

"Crooked ways."

When the shopkeeper heard Xiao Yan's words, his expression immediately changed. He looked fierce and hinted at the shop assistants around him with his eyes.

The guys who were working nearby got the hint, put down their tools and came to Xiao Yan:

"Boy, you know a lot!"

The shopkeeper shouted and waved his hand:

"Let him come in vertically and go out horizontally..."

"what…"

Before they could make a move, or even before they could see clearly how the man moved, the people who had just surrounded them were kicked away.

One or two of them were lying on the ground howling.

The shopkeeper looked at the man walking towards him, couldn't help swallowing, and threatened:

"Don't come over here. Do you know who is above me? You'll be scared to death if I tell you. I'm the second brother of Black Market Tiger. You..."

Before the shopkeeper could finish his words, he was kicked unconscious by Xiao Yan.

As soon as I walked to the door of the store, I saw thick smoke rolling in from the direction of Zangxiang Pavilion.

"The fire is coming, the fire is coming, run..."

Looking at the hurried crowd, Lin Zhaoyue frowned, turned around and looked at the black smoke in the sky, and said anxiously:

"Let's go..."

……

Sitting in the carriage, Lin Zhaoyue looked at the various people escaping from the exit. After watching for a while, she lowered the curtain:

"Walk."

Seventeen rode away without saying a word.

Along the way, Lin Zhaoyue noticed that some people from the Dali Temple were riding horses and galloping towards the black market, raising a cloud of dust.

Chu Bai kept staring outside, as if he was memorizing the route.

Lin Zhaoyue pretended not to see it, and instead told Seventeen to go to Chang'an Avenue, the largest street in the capital.

On the wide bluestone road, there are a constant stream of carriages and horses passing by, pedestrians coming and going in an endless stream, shop signs and flags flying high, the sounds of hawking are heard one after another, and the dazzling array of goods is dazzling.

The whole street is filled with the smell of fireworks and is extremely bustling.

Such a lively place is perfect for - escaping!

Lin Zhaoyue noticed that Chu Bai's eyes lit up.

"Seventeen, stop here. I'm going to buy something."

The carriage stopped, and Lin Zhaoyue took out a purse from her sleeve and handed it to Chu Bai:

"You are mine now, so I can't treat you unfairly. Take this, and buy it if you see anything you like."

Chu Bai pursed her red lips, looked at the not-so-bulky purse, and reached out to take it:

"Thank you, miss."

Several people got off the carriage. Chu Bai was curious about everything he looked at, looking at this and that.

Lin Zhaoyue took Chu Bai to a restaurant.

Chu Bai was obviously very hungry and ate voraciously.

After ten years of wandering, this was the most satisfying meal Chu Bai had ever had.

After they had eaten and drunk their fill, Chu Bai touched his round belly and said he wanted to go to the toilet.

Lin Zhaoyue didn't say anything, but just looked at him deeply and nodded.

Chu Bai dared not look directly at Lin Zhaoyue's eyes, as if those eyes could penetrate people's hearts.

After waiting for about an incense stick of time, Seventeen looked towards the door:

"Let me go and see him."

Lin Zhaoyue shook her head, took a sip of tea and put down the cup:

"No, he's gone, let's go!"

In this life, since she has decided to choose another path, she will be surrounded by dangers in Kyoto.

It's hard to predict whether he will be blessed or not by her side. In this life, she hopes that he will not be trapped in a cage, but will always be free, live a good life, and be a rich man.

After the two men left the restaurant, they boarded a carriage and headed towards the Lin Residence, heading in the exact opposite direction of the young man in white.

Chu Bai ran as fast as he could, not even daring to look back.

He didn't know how long he ran, but he stopped because his stomach hurt so much that he couldn't bear it anymore.

I shouldn't have been so greedy just now.

He hid in the corner and glanced behind him secretly, but no one was chasing him.

I guess I got rid of them.

He sighed in relief and slumped to the ground.

Looking at the hand that had just been brushed by Lin Zhaoyue's sleeve, I felt extremely disgusted.

During the years when he was sold as a prostitute, those who were attracted by his appearance all wanted to get in trouble.

Making peace is the most disgusting thing in the world!

After resting for a while, Chu Bai got up and went to the river to wash his hands.

He rubbed those hands, which were whiter and tenderer than a woman's, until they turned red and only stopped when a trace of red blood came out.

After drying his hands casually, he took out the purse that Lin Zhaoyue had given him.

The purse was very simple, made of light green brocade with only a single word "Lin" embroidered on the bottom.

With a hint of her own light lemon scent.

Chu Bai didn't reject the smell, but as soon as he thought that this purse was someone else's personal belonging, he felt physically nauseous for no reason.

This disgust is not directed at anyone, but rather years of unbearable experiences that have made him reject everyone.

He lost his memory, didn't remember who he was, didn't remember what had happened to him, he only knew that from the moment he could remember, he had always been regarded as a child prostitute, a lowly identity.

He untied the string on the purse and poured the silver into his hands. He found that there were actually a few gold nuggets inside. She was indeed the daughter of a wealthy family. She was generous and easy to deceive.

Years of difficult situations have made him realize that showing weakness and pretending to be good can make him feel much better.

Just as I was about to throw away the purse in my hand, my thumb touched a different texture, like paper.

Chu Bai paused and opened the purse again, only to find that it actually had a layer in between.

When he opened the compartment, he saw several folded banknotes, and his eyes suddenly became a little subtle.

Reach out, pick up, open.

Three silver notes, each with a face value of one thousand taels.