Scumbag God, I can see the entry of desire.

Lin Lang stood up and said generously: "Come, my beloved concubine, let me introduce you. This is Marry Yang, my mixed-blood imperial concubine."

Helan Minyue hurriedly stood up and saluted: "Greetings, Mai... uh... Mai what?"

Lin Lang smiled and replied, "Marry Yang!"

"Hello, Sister Yang! Your Majesty, I am Helan Minyue!" An awkward yet polite smile appeared on her face.

After hearing this, Marry Yang couldn't help but exchange a glance with her bestie Ma Xiaofei, wondering: What the hell is Lin Lang doing? Why is he calling himself "Gu"? And isn't Helan Minyue a figure from ancient times?

Ma Xiaofei was equally surprised, thinking: Lin Lang is really being extravagant! How could this young girl, who looked like she had barely reached adulthood, still speak like someone from ancient times?

After a brief hesitation, Marry Yang politely replied, "Hello, Sister Minyue, where are you from?"

Helan Minyue replied truthfully: "I am from the Tang Dynasty in the East, and I just came to the Kingdom of Shanghai with Your Majesty."

"Uh..." Marry Yang was confused.

Ma Xiaofei was in disbelief and asked, "Is this true?"

Helan Minyue replied with a smile, "A few days ago, His Majesty married me as his imperial consort in the Tang Dynasty. Empress Chu, Noble Consort Li, Consort Zhou, Consort Mu, and Consort Pan can all testify to this."

"Uh..." Ma Xiaofei's eyes widened after hearing this, and she was also shocked and confused.

Lin Lang hurriedly continued to introduce: "My beloved concubine, this is Ma Xiaofei, also my imperial concubine. From now on, you are all sisters, and you can live in harmony."

Helan Minyue bowed and saluted: "Hello, Sister Xiaofei!"

Ma Xiaofei replied with an awkward smile, "Hello, Sister Minyue, you said you are from the Eastern Tang Dynasty and your last name is Helan. Who else is in your family?"

Helan Minyue replied truthfully: "My father was Helan Anshi, the Duke of Korea, who has passed away. My mother, Wu Shun, was the Lady of Korea. My brother is Helan Minzhi, and my aunt is Empress Wu of the Tang Dynasty."

When Helan Minyue mentioned her family background, her tone was calm, as if she was talking about an ordinary past event.

Ma Xiaofei was stunned listening to this. She looked at Helan Minyue wearing ancient hairstyle and headdress, and thought about the titles "Duke of Korea" and "Empress Wu" she mentioned, which were only seen in history books. She didn't know how to respond for a moment.

Seeing this, Lin Lang coughed lightly to break the silence: "Minyue has just arrived in Shanghai and is still unfamiliar with many things. From now on, you two will be sisters, so please take good care of her."

Ma Xiaofei finally came to her senses and nodded quickly: "Oh...Okay, okay."

Marry Yang looked at Helan Minyue and saw that there was a bit of classical gentleness between her eyebrows. Although her words were full of ancient style, there was not a bit of arrogance. The surprise in her heart gradually faded, and instead she felt a bit curious.

Helan Minyue smiled faintly at Ma Xiaofei, knelt down and made a standard bow: "I hope the two sisters will take good care of me in the future."

Marry Yang smiled slightly and said, "No need to be so polite, sister. We are a family, so we will get to know each other slowly in the future." She turned her head to look at Lin Lang, winking as if to ask if it was true or not.

Lin Lang understood and nodded slightly in response, saying, "Of course I have arrived."

Ma Xiaofei looked at Helan Minyue in disbelief. She had the gentle temperament of an ancient woman, which was indeed not like that of a woman in modern society.

"Minyue, you eat first. I have something to say to my two beloved concubines alone." After saying that, Lin Lang pulled Marry Yang and Ma Xiaofei out of the hot pot restaurant.

As he walked, Lin Lang had used his telekinetic powers to destroy the surveillance cameras at the Sichuan-Chongqing Hotpot Restaurant.

When the three of them arrived at the hot pot restaurant, Marry Yang couldn't help but exclaimed, "Husband, what are you doing? Is she really Wu Zetian's niece Helan Minyue?"

Lin Lang replied, "Yes, I now have the superpower of traveling through time and space freely. In the sixth year of the Yonghui reign of the Tang Dynasty, I used the false identity of the Emperor of Shanghai to become sworn brothers with Emperor Gaozong of Tang, Li Zhi. Helan Minyue was the one Wu Zetian suggested to serve me."

Ma Xiaofei wiped the cold sweat off her forehead after hearing this and said in surprise, "Hubby, you're not kidding, are you?"

Lin Lang replied with a firm gaze, "I'm not kidding. Chu Yiren, Zhou Mengyao, Mu Xueman, Zhao Lanshan, and others are now living in the mansion given to me by Emperor Li Zhi of the Tang Dynasty."

Marry Yang was shocked and said, "Oh my God, husband, what you said is so outrageous, are you sure this is not the plot of your new novel?"

Lin Lang pinched Marry Yang's cheek lovingly and replied with a smile: "Everything I said is true. Why would I lie to you?"

After hearing this, Marry Yang exchanged glances with her best friend Ma Xiaofei, both of them still looking incredulous.

Ma Xiaofei said doubtfully, "In ancient times, deceiving the emperor was punishable by death. Were Li Zhi and Wu Zetian so easily deceived?"

Lin Lang scratched Ma Xiaofei's nose and said with a gentle smile, "Don't worry. I am now deeply trusted by my sworn brother Li Zhi in the Tang Dynasty. Not only is he the godfather of the future crown prince Li Hong, but he is also the General of Zhenxi Protectorate, in charge of the military power of the three continents on the northwest border."

"Uh...husband, the more you talk, the more outrageous it gets! I can't believe it." Marry Yang blinked her green eyes and looked at Lin Lang, observing the micro-expressions on his face, trying to determine whether Lin Lang was lying.

Lin Lang shrugged and said, "You two don't believe it, right? Then I will take you back to ancient times and dispel your doubts."

"Is this true?" Before Ma Xiaofei finished speaking, Lin Lang first used the weather summoning technique to instantly summon a cloud of white fog on the street in front of the hot pot restaurant to hide it from people.

The next second, Lin Lang snapped his fingers and summoned an avatar to stay and eat hot pot with Helan Minyue.

Then, Lin Lang hugged Ma Xiaofei and Marry Yang at the same time, using the [Time and Space Global Group Transmission] skill, and a faint light appeared on his palms.

Ma Xiaofei and Marry Yang felt dizzy and had a strong sense of weightlessness, with the sound of whistling wind in their ears.

When they opened their eyes again, they saw a completely different scene.

&34;Swoosh—&34;

The moment they stepped on solid ground, Ma Xiaofei and Marry Yang both gasped, and were shocked by the street scenes of old Shanghai during the Republic of China period.

In front of me is a street paved with bluestone slabs, with rows of arcades on both sides and neon signs of "Wing On Department Store" and "Sincere Company" hanging on the walls. Although it is not dark yet, the signs have been lit up in advance, casting a warm yellow light on the walls.

A shiny black vintage car drove by, its wheels making crisp sounds as they rolled over the cobblestone road. The gentleman in the car was wearing a top hat, and the lady's scarf fluttered in the wind.

"Jingle Bell--"

At the corner of the street, several rickshaw drivers were squatting under a tree smoking their pipes. When they saw customers coming, they immediately stood up attentively, and the copper bells on the handlebars jingled.

"Breaking news! Breaking news! Green Gang boss Du Yuesheng is appointed chairman of the General Federation of Chambers of Commerce in the French Concession and supervisor of the Chinese Taxpayers Association." A newsboy in a short coat shuttled through the crowd, newspapers rustling in his hands as he shouted in a clear voice.

Marry Yang suddenly covered her mouth, her eyes widening: "Oh my God! This... isn't this a movie scene from old Shanghai? We've actually arrived in the Republic of China era!"

Ma Xiaofei looked at the people around her in long gowns and cheongsams in disbelief, her face bewildered. "Husband, didn't you say you were going to take us back to the Tang Dynasty? Why are we in the Republic of China?"

Lin Lang replied, "Look at the modern clothes we're wearing. Going to the Tang Dynasty? It would be strange if we weren't caught as foreign spies."

"It's relatively better to travel back to the Republic of China. At least the clothes won't be so conspicuous. I'll take you here first to try traveling back in time. Once you've adapted, we can talk."

As he spoke, Lin Lang pulled the two of them and said, "Quickly move to the side. Don't block the rickshaw's path or you'll get hit by the driver."

Ma Xiaofei's eyes widened as she shook Marry Yang's arm, "Look, Marry! The entrance to the Paramount Ballroom over there is decorated exactly like the one in the movie!"

Marry Yang stumbled forward two steps as Ma Xiaofei pulled her. The shock on her face slowly faded, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but curl up: "Really? The Paramount is worthy of being the number one music house in the Far East. The neon lights are really impressive."

"There's also Jing'an Temple opposite the Paramount. The new mountain gate hadn't been built yet at that time. We must have really traveled back to the Republic of China period!" Ma Xiaofei stood on tiptoe to look around, her face full of excitement.

Marry Yang pointed to a street stall not far away and said, "Wow, Xiaofei, look, there's a stall selling osmanthus cake over there. When the steamer is opened, white steam comes out. It smells so fragrant. I really want to taste what the osmanthus cake of old Shanghai tastes like!"

The two best friends chatted with each other, their eyes sparkling. The disbelief they felt before was long forgotten. They looked around like two birds just out of a cage, gazing at this new world.

Their steps couldn't help but move forward with Lin Lang, wishing they could take a closer look at every corner of the streets of old Shanghai.

Lin Lang said lovingly, "Come on, I'll take you to buy some osmanthus cake."

Marry Yang laughed and said, "Hubby, you don't have any old Shanghai coins on you, how are you going to buy osmanthus cake with?"

Lin Lang said arrogantly: "I don't have any money, but I have gold bars!"

Lin Lang put his left arm around Ma Xiaofei and his right arm around Marry Yang, and walked to the osmanthus cake stall with his arms around her. He said to the stall owner who was busy lifting the steamer, "Boss, give me some osmanthus cakes for the three of us to try."

The stall owner was a middle-aged man in a coarse cloth jacket. Upon hearing what he said, he deftly scooped up a few pieces of plump white osmanthus cake with a bamboo helicopter, wrapped them in oil paper, handed them over, and greeted him with a smile.

"Okay, sir. It's hot from the pot. Please try it! One portion is four copper coins. If you want three portions, that'll be twelve copper coins."

Lin Lang didn't respond, but directly took out a 500-gram gold bar from his personal space and put it on the stall. The gold bar made a dull "dong" sound when it fell on the wooden board, and the golden light made people dizzy.

The stall owner's bamboo dragonfly fell to the ground with a "clatter". He stared at the gold bar with wide eyes, his mouth wide open enough to fit an egg. After a long while, he said with trembling lips, "Sir... I can't change this!"

"I've been doing small business all my life, and I've never seen anyone use gold bars to buy osmanthus cakes... I really can't give you change!"

Lin Lang smiled faintly, pointed at the wrapped osmanthus cake and replied, "What change do you want? The rest is your tip. Close the stall early and go home, buy a fish and some meat for your wife and daughter to have a good meal."

The stall owner was stunned for two seconds before he reacted. He knelt on the ground with a "thump" and kowtowed three times, his voice filled with tears.

"Thank you, sir!"

"Thank you for your kindness, sir! You are truly a living Bodhisattva! I will close my stall right away, right away!" After saying this, the stall owner kowtowed several times before getting up tremblingly and began to pack up his stall in a hurry, unable to hide the excitement on his face.

Marry Yang picked up a piece of osmanthus cake and sniffed it. The sweet fragrance of osmanthus mixed with the fragrance of rice went straight into her nostrils. She took a small bite, and the soft, sweet taste melted in her mouth.

She chewed and glanced at Lin Lang with a smile.

"Hubby, you're so arrogant! You used gold bars to buy sweet-scented osmanthus cake. If I had known, I wouldn't have eaten it. It would have been better if you had just given me the gold bars."

Lin Lang kissed Marry Yang on the pretty face, his eyes full of doting: "You like gold bars? It's no big deal, your husband can get you a few hundred gold bars."

"I want some too, I want some too!" Ma Xiaofei came over immediately, stretched out her hand to grab Lin Lang's sleeve and shook it, her eyes sparkling, "Hubby, I want gold bars too, not less than Marry!"

Lin Lang was amused by Ma Xiaofei and ruffled her hair. "Okay, okay, we have everything. I'll grab as much as you two want, okay?"

Ma Xiaofei was surprised and said, "No way? Husband, you want to rob gold bars in old Shanghai?"

Lin Lang's signature smirk appeared on his face, and he raised his eyebrows and said, "That's right. The Banque de l'Indochine in the French Concession, the Mitsui Zaibatsu's Shanghai treasury in the Japanese Concession, and the private treasury of the Jewish wealthy family, the Hardoon family. Which one should we rob first?"