The princess only wants to get rich and support her family

Chapter 71 I Still Can't Let Go

"Luan Fei, stop being crazy." The twilight was filled with deep coldness. Qi Si Liao was not used to her like this.

Hu Luanfei's heart softened and he lowered his head slightly, "I just don't want to be a victim of others."

Qi Siliao held her shoulder with one hand and lifted her chin slightly.

In the dim light, the tears in her eyes shone brightly.

He slowly took her into his arms, and the hand that was originally lifting her chin gently shuttled through her inky black and smooth black hair, touching it intentionally, yet unintentionally.

"They have not made any other moves for now. You don't have to panic. Just live well."

Hu Luanfei's voice choked up as he reminded him of an idiom: "Be prepared for danger in times of peace."

Qi Si Liao said, "Hmm," "This prince has taken precautions."

As he spoke, the warm fingers brushed past his ears. Hu Luanfei dodged, feeling itchy and unbearable.

Although I had clearly decided to focus on my career and not have any feelings, I was still teased by him again and again.

Perhaps she felt that this action was too dangerous, so she gently pushed him away and took a step back with restraint, "It's getting dark, let's go home."

I have to say, she is a coward.

Qi Si Liao shuddered, and stared at her with his dark eyes without blinking, looking a little unhappy, but he still followed her and went home obediently.

Hu Luanfei just wanted to find an excuse to win him over, so he talked about the escort agency with more joy. He didn't keep anyone in suspense and got straight to the point: "I found a backer to support me in running the escort agency."

Qi Siliao was suspicious for a moment, then realized that she was serious. He immediately stopped thinking about it and looked serious.

"If you decide to do it, I won't stop you. I just have to tell you in advance that it's not easy to run an escort agency. There's a lot of competition and the risks are high."

"I know, that's why I want you to help me."

Qi Si Liao, however, missed the point, "I will not escort the convoy."

He paused, considered it, and tried to speak in a calm tone: "If there is a convoy that cannot be escorted one day, I can lend a hand, but I will not be your chief escort leader."

The meaning is obvious, and it would be excessive to say more.

Hu Luanfei's mind was not here. There were other people escorting the caravan, and what he needed was a backer.

She opened her mouth for a while before deciding to speak her mind directly, "Your Majesty, I want to use your fame to intimidate others."

Qi Si Liao moved his lips, his tone slightly cold: "Please allow me to refuse."

Hu Luanfei stared at him blankly, "Are you willing to accept this? Have you never thought of fighting back?"

"I am not a man obsessed with revenge." He walked forward with a resolute attitude.

His back was to her, so she couldn't see his expression.

The last ray of light sank into the horizon, and the tall figure blended into the night, gradually moving away.

Hu Luanfei followed behind with some difficulty, muttering to himself: "I can tolerate and ignore the injury to me, but how can I swallow my anger when it comes to my family?"

Her voice couldn't hide the trembling and sadness.

The figure in front suddenly stopped.

By the time she realized the road ahead was blocked, someone had already bumped into his back.

She didn't know when he stopped, she just lowered her head, letting her thoughts pass by quietly, like a stubborn donkey, refusing to let him turn around.

Grasping his slightly cool fingers with her warm hands, she sighed softly, feeling a little uncomfortable: "Prince, I want to fight back. I want to take back the property that belongs to my grandparents. It's okay if you don't help me. I will go to Xuanyuan Yuqing tomorrow..."

"He won't help you either."

Hu Luanfei's eyes were wet, but he said nothing.

The subtle sobs caught his attention, and he turned around forcefully, lifted her head without hesitation, pinched her chin and applied a little force, "Bei Qiu has an escort agency, and neither the king nor Xuanyuan Yuqing wants to go against the sky."

"I have promised Fu Ling that we will start a business together."

He lowered his head, leaned close to her ear and whispered, "As long as you regret it."

"I don't want it!" Hu Luanfei retorted directly.

He was not annoyed, but advised kindly, "Be good and listen."

Hu Luanfei, however, was as stubborn as before, "Don't give me that, if I were good, it would rain red."

I knew he wouldn't, but I still felt he would help.

Finally, seeing her like this, his defense line loosened a little, and he sighed softly: "Luan Fei, please let me think about it again."

His obvious compromise made Hu Luanfei's heart suddenly ache. What happened at his grandmother's house back then undoubtedly became a bleeding wound for him.

Now, she is determined to follow in the footsteps of her grandparents, which is like opening a wound and rubbing salt into it for him.

"Let's go home." He tightened her hand and strode forward.

He was so tired, and his voice gave off a strong sense of exhaustion.

The two of them didn't speak a word along the way.

When we got home, everyone did their own thing and didn't interfere with each other. The relationship suddenly returned to what it was before liberation, and even the mealtimes lacked the warmth of the past.

It turns out that time will smooth out a person's edges and sharpness.

The former war king became calmer, less murderous, and gradually became more and more like a mountain farmer.

The candlelight shone from night to morning. The two people who were dozing were back to back, and the small gap between them was like a boundless ocean that could never reach the edge.

At ten o'clock the next morning, the seat next to me became cold.

When Hu Luanfei woke up, Qi Siliao had already left home and disappeared.

Breakfast was being heated up in the kitchen; it was her favorite corn and lean meat porridge.

But today she had no appetite. She drank two bowls of wine in a hurry and hid in the space to get some expensive medicinal herbs to find Xuanyuan Yuqing.

There were great changes in the space. In a short period of time, a small building appeared next to the vending machine. There were several large golden characters on the plaque above the door: Time and Space Shuttle Station.

"What do you mean?" She reached out and touched it, and with a "ding" sound, a door appeared.

What's behind the door?

Her hands were restless, and she grasped the door handle and twisted it gently.

The door opened and it was pitch black, with no sight of one's hand in front of one's face.

"Kacha——" A few words suddenly appeared on the door, "Master, which world do you want to go to?"

Then, a large number of place names appeared, all of which she had never heard of in the 21st century.

However, she was sharp-eyed and still discovered a place name that was so familiar that it made her tears well up: her former home in the 21st century.

You can go home!

She couldn't believe it, and she stepped back slowly, holding her violently beating heart. Thinking she was dreaming, she pinched her thigh hard.

"Shh, it hurts!" She looked up and saw the address of her home clearly and golden, which almost made her eyes fill with tears.

It's true, I can really go home...

With trembling hands, she slowly pointed towards her home address.

Suddenly, the word "Luan Fei" woke her up.

She suddenly came to her senses and tears rolled down her cheeks.

What if she returns to the modern era and can't find the way back here?

Wouldn’t the relationships and careers that we have worked so hard to build be wasted?

After thinking for a while, she wiped away her tears, pulled out several precious and rare medicinal herbs, and hurried back to her main room.

"I'm here. What's the matter?" As soon as he went out, he ran into Qi Siriao who came in.

"scare--"