Scumbag God, I can see the entry of desire.

While Lin Lang was hesitating about whether to intervene in the tragic love affair between Lu Zhaolin and Guo, Sun's mother was also moved by the love story: "If my son-in-law can help this ill-fated couple, it would be a timeless tale of helping others achieve their happiness."

Lin Lang looked at Sun Yizhen's expectant eyes and weighed his options carefully.

He knew that the course of history was like a rushing river, and forcibly changing its course might cause unknown ripples, but the undying light in Lu Zhaolin's eyes just now made him unwilling to let this deep affection end in regret.

"Very well," Lin Lang finally nodded and smiled, "Helping others find happiness is a refined thing in the world. I will make an exception for this couple."

Upon hearing this, Sun Yizhen smiled sweetly and affectionately took Lin Lang's arm, saying, "That's wonderful!"

Lin Lang raised his hand and gently pinched Sun Yizhen's nose, saying affectionately, "Then I will travel to Yizhou to find that Guo family singer, prepare enough ransom to free her from her status, and bring her back to Chang'an to be with Lu Zhaolin."

Sun Yizhen beamed with joy and clapped her hands, saying, "With Your Majesty's generosity, the historical regret of 'Zhaolin never returned, and the red beans turned to ashes' can naturally be transformed into the beautiful story of 'Red beans symbolizing longing, and finally being able to stay together.'"

"I didn't want to get involved in other people's affairs, but my beloved concubine is kind-hearted and pleaded for this ill-fated couple!"

Sun Yizhen chuckled and said, "Once His Majesty brings Lady Guo to Chang'an, Lu Zhaolin will surely be able to regain his spirits and spend his life with Miss Guo."

Standing to the side, Sun's father said, "My son-in-law is kind-hearted and does good deeds in moderation; blessings will naturally come to him!"

"Father-in-law is right. My dear consort, you should take the two elders to continue strolling along Vermilion Bird Street. I'll be right back." Lin Lang gazed into the distance, his eyes filled with anticipation.

Sun Yizhen said weakly, "But Your Majesty, what if I take my parents to stroll through the streets of Chang'an? We're unfamiliar with the area, what if we encounter bad people or danger?"

"My beloved concubine, don't worry. I've summoned an invisible clone to protect you in the shadows. You can enjoy your trip without worry." Lin Lang snapped his fingers, summoning an invisible clone that stood guard like a ghost.

Upon hearing this, Sun's parents were once again shocked and looked at their daughter in disbelief.

Son Ye-jeong covered her mouth and exclaimed in surprise, "Summoning an invisible clone? Is that even possible in science fiction?"

Lin Lang took out a Smith & Wesson M500 revolver from his personal space, handed it to Sun Yizhen, and said with a smile, "If my beloved concubine is still not at ease, then hold the 'truth' in your hand. If anyone dares to offend you and your family, just shoot them and feed them 'peanuts' so they can get their lunchboxes."

"Uh..." Son Ye-jeong took the stainless steel revolver and exclaimed in surprise, "Your Majesty, this is illegal possession of a firearm!"

When Sun's parents saw this, they were all wide-eyed and speechless with shock.

Lin Lang smiled and said, "My dear consort, this is the Tang Dynasty more than a thousand years ago. There are no regulations prohibiting the possession of guns. It is better for you to carry a gun with you for self-defense than to be caught off guard."

Son Ye-jeong examined the revolver in her hand carefully, then playfully stuck out her tongue and smiled: "Okay, having a gun for self-defense is much more reassuring than an invisible clone, hehe..."

Sun's father wiped away his cold sweat, thinking to himself: Today's adventure was truly thrilling!

Lin Lang looked at Sun's parents and said, "Mother-in-law and father-in-law, please enjoy your trip in Chang'an. I will be back soon."

"Alright, alright, son-in-law, please be careful." Father Sun nodded with a broad smile.

Lin Lang slightly raised his hand and waved it, and a misty morning breeze swept across Zhuque Street to conceal his presence.

Immediately afterwards, Lin Lang triggered the power of the [Space-Time Global Teleport] skill, and a faint space-time fluctuation rippled around his body. The next second, he disappeared from the spot.

"call out……"

In the blink of an eye, Lin Lang found himself in front of the gate of the Huanhua Pavilion brothel in the west of Yizhou City.

At this time, Yizhou didn't still have so many zeros, because ancient Yizhou was equivalent to a modern "city-state".

The meme "Citywide Desolation" is something those who know, understand.

Outside the vermilion gate of Huanhua Pavilion, several courtesans dressed in flamboyant attire were leaning against the door frame, posing seductively on the street.

They had gaudy velvet flowers tucked into their hair and their skirts embroidered with shimmering lotus blossoms. When they saw Lin Lang walking towards them in his strange attire and with an extraordinary air, their eyes lit up and they swarmed around him.

The so-called strange attire was simply Lin Lang wearing modern clothes.

Yizhou is far from Chang'an, and few people there wear the clothing of the Hushang Kingdom, but it can be seen occasionally.

"Oh my, this gentleman is so handsome! Come in and rest your feet~" A prostitute in a red dress reached out to take Lin Lang's arm, her voice sickeningly sweet.

"Yes, sir, every girl in our Huanhua Pavilion is as beautiful as an angel, and they sing beautifully too. I guarantee you'll be so happy you won't want to leave!" Another prostitute in green came forward, waving a round fan, her fragrance wafting through the air.

"Please come inside, have a cup of hot tea, and let me serve you well~"

Lin Lang sidestepped the tugs of the prostitutes and stepped calmly into the room, while the women behind him continued to chatter and entice him.

Upon entering the pavilion, one is immediately enveloped by a rich scent of perfume. The hall is carpeted, making each step silent.

Various colored lanterns hung from the carved beams and painted rafters, casting an ambiguous light. In a corner, several musicians were plucking strings and playing flutes, their decadent music lingering in the air.

The maids who came and went were all dressed in light gauze and thin clothes. When they saw Lin Lang, they all bowed their heads and bowed, their eyes full of charm.

The madam was a plump middle-aged woman with thick makeup on her face. Seeing Lin Lang's noble air, she quickly swayed her hips and came forward with a fawning smile.

"Oh my! This distinguished guest looks unfamiliar. Is this your first time visiting Huanhua Pavilion?"

"Please take a seat, please take a seat!"

"Which young lady would you like to see, esteemed guest? I'll call her right away!" the madam greeted them warmly.

Lin Lang sat down in the central armchair, crossed his legs, and a maidservant quickly served him fragrant tea.

Lin Lang lowered his eyes and took a sip of tea, then looked up and said indifferently, "Call me Guo Yuyao, the top courtesan of Huanhua Pavilion."

The madam's smile froze for a moment, then widened again. "You have excellent taste, sir! Our Miss Yuyao is one of the most beautiful women in Yizhou City, proficient in all the arts, including music, chess, calligraphy, and painting! It's just... it's just unfortunate, sir."

Lin Lang raised an eyebrow, reached into his personal space and pulled out a gleaming gold bar, slamming it onto the table with a "smack," its light dazzling.

The madam's eyes lit up at the sight of money, her Adam's apple bobbing, but she still rubbed her hands awkwardly and said, "Oh, sir, your generosity is truly remarkable!"

"I'm so sorry, Miss Yuyao... Today, Li Jing, the son of the Prefect of Yizhou, has booked the entire venue for seven days! We really can't afford to offend Young Master Li!"

"How about you choose another girl, sir?" the madam asked tentatively with a smile on her face.

"Change it?" Lin Lang glanced at the gold bar, his tone completely calm.

The madam nodded hurriedly: "Yes, yes, yes! We also have Qingyue and Wanxiang in our establishment. They are both excellent in appearance and talent, no less than Yuyao. Moreover, Yuyao is a courtesan who only sings and does not sell her body. Would you please choose another one, sir?"

Lin Lang didn't reply. Instead, he pulled out another large-denomination silver note from his pocket, slammed it on the table, and said in a colder tone, with an undeniable air of authority: "It can't be exchanged. Bring Guo Yuyao here immediately, and stop talking nonsense."

The amount on the banknote made the madam gasp, her face turning deathly pale.

She wrung her hands anxiously, pacing back and forth, her makeup almost falling off her face: "Oh my goodness! Your silver notes are truly tempting, but what about Young Master Li... if he finds out, he'll definitely tear down our Huanhua Pavilion!"

"Sir, please have some compassion and find another young lady. I'll give you a 50% discount, okay?"

"Take Guo Yuyao downstairs immediately. I'm going to redeem her. If you say another word, I'll burn your Huanhua Pavilion down." Lin Lang's voice was calm and even, yet it carried a chilling aura. When his gaze swept over the madam, she couldn't help but shiver.

The madam dared not delay any longer, nodding frantically as she turned and ran upstairs with a plate of fruit, almost tripping over her skirt.

Outside the "Tingzhu Pavilion" at the far end of the second floor, stood four burly men with short swords at their waists and fierce expressions; they were Li Jing's guards.

The madam took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the panic in her heart, and put on an extremely obsequious smile, lying, "This servant has come to deliver some fresh fruit to Young Master Li."

The guards looked the madam up and down before stepping aside to make way for her.

The madam pushed open the door and entered, a strong smell of alcohol mixed with incense wafting towards her.

The room was elegantly furnished, with a table full of wine and dishes on a rosewood wooden table. Guo Yuyao, dressed in a moon-white ruqun (a type of traditional Chinese dress), sat upright by the window, holding a pipa (a Chinese lute) in her hands, and was singing a song called "Xiang Si Yin" (a song about longing for someone) with her eyes lowered. Her voice was clear and melodious, but it carried a hint of undisguised nervousness.

Across from her stood Li Jing, a man in his early twenties, dressed in a brocade robe, his face flushed with drunkenness. He held a wine cup in one hand, but his other hand was restless, occasionally reaching out to pretend to stroke the strings of a zither, while actually caressing Guo Yuyao's hand and shoulder haphazardly.

Guo Yuyao shrank slightly, and even the sound of her pipa trembled. She dared not speak her anger, and could only turn her head away, her eyes filled with tears of humiliation.

"Young Master Li, I'm so sorry to have disturbed your enjoyment of the music." The madam approached cautiously, her voice extremely low.

"What is it?" Li Jing's gaze lingered on Guo Yuyao for not a second.

The madam said with a beaming smile, "A distinguished guest has arrived downstairs. He specifically asked to invite Miss Yuyao down for a drink. I promise I'll bring her back to you in no time."

"Bang!" Li Jing slammed his hand on the table, spilling wine from his glass. His drunken eyes were bloodshot. "Outrageous! How dare you try to steal my woman? No one in Yizhou City has the guts to do that!"

The madam was so frightened that she trembled and could only weakly say, "Young Master Li, the gentleman downstairs said he wants to redeem Yuyao. If I don't bring Yuyao downstairs, he'll burn down Huanhua Pavilion."

When Guo Yuyao heard that someone had come to redeem her, her eyes immediately welled up with tears. She mistakenly thought that Lu Zhaolin had returned from Chang'an to Yizhou to redeem her. Unable to contain her excitement, she stood up and couldn't wait to go downstairs.

Li Jing grabbed Guo Yuyao's wrist with such force that she cried out in pain, and her pipa crashed to the ground. "Miss Yuyao is already mine. Who dares to follow me? I think they're asking for trouble!"

Guo Yuyao's eyes reddened with pain, but she could only bite her lip and dare not struggle, tears of grievance welling up in her eyes.

"Uh... Young Master Li, please calm down!" The madam trembled with fear, looking utterly embarrassed.

Li Jing glared at the madam, then, emboldened by the alcohol, grabbed Guo Yuyao's shoulder and roughly pulled her into his arms: "Come on! Come downstairs with me and see which fool dares to mess with me!"

As he spoke, he half-embraced and half-dragged Guo Yuyao downstairs, with four guards following closely behind, their short knives gleaming and exuding a menacing aura.

Li Jing was so arrogant not only because he was the son of Li Chongji, the Prefect of Yizhou, but also the eldest grandson of Li Gui, the Prince of Hanyang, making him, in short, a member of the imperial family.

As soon as Li Jing reached the corner of the stairs, he spotted Lin Lang sitting in the grand chair in the hall, his legs crossed in a leisurely manner, but his eyes were as cold as ice.

His anger flared even more, and he gave a wink to the guards behind him.

One of the guards immediately understood and rushed up to Lin Lang, gripping his knife hilt and barking menacingly, "Where did this brat come from! Daring to cause trouble on Young Master Li's territory? If you know what's good for you, get out of here right now, or I'll break your legs and throw you into the river to feed the fish!"

Lin Lang didn't even lift his eyelids. He casually picked up a chopstick from the table and stabbed it into the guard's carotid artery with a "plop." The guard immediately clutched his neck in pain and collapsed into a pool of blood.

The prostitute sitting next to Lin Lang, who was striking seductive poses while drinking with him, was splattered with blood on her face. She screamed and ran away in fright.

"Whoa..." Li Jing had never seen such a ruthless and taciturn character before. He was so frightened that he sobered up halfway. He slipped and fell to the ground on the stairs.

"Killing!"

"Murder!" The girls inside Huanhua Pavilion were terrified and ran out screaming.