MTL - I Made a Fortune By Raiding Houses In Ancient Times

Seeing that Ling Chu didn't speak, Qingfeng thought the topic of dowry was mentioned. She was too shy to tease her anymore.

He took out the folding fan and shook it, "I'm finally done with my work. I'm leaving. Xiaosi, you should go back and rest early. See you tomorrow."

Ling Chu came back to his senses and nodded to him, "Brother, go slowly, see you tomorrow."

Qingfeng nodded and left.

 The public security in the capital is good, and Qingfeng is not worried about Ling Chu's safety.

 After a busy few days, he planned to go drink some wine and listen to some tunes, so as not to go back home so early and have to listen to his mother and concubine talking about the blind date.

After Qingfeng left, Ling Chu looked at the account book for a while and asked shopkeeper Lu to guard the store before leaving with Xia Zhi.

 Seeing that it was still early, Ling Chu did not take a carriage, so he took Xia Zhi for a walk, planning to visit the most famous "Zhang Ji Roast Chicken" restaurant in Kyoto.

 The roast chicken in that store is tender, fragrant and extremely delicious.

Not only did King Dingyuan and Han Lin like to eat it, but she and the princess also thought it tasted good.

 It’s almost dinner time, so I bought two and shared them with the family.

Just as I turned a corner, I saw a arrogant gangster walking towards me.

They were just irrelevant people. Ling Chu glanced at them casually and then looked away. He turned around and walked along the side of the street.

Unexpectedly, when the gangster on the opposite side saw her getting out of the way, he ducked and blocked her.

Fortunately, Ling Chu didn't walk too fast and stopped in time, otherwise he would have bumped into the other person.

 She just frowned.

The other party stared at her and looked her up and down, and at the same time put his arms around her waist, "Hey, little beauty, where are you going?"

It’s getting late, so I must be hungry. My brother's house has prepared good wine and food. You and I should go to our brother's house for dinner. "

Xia Zhi didn’t expect that this ruffian would be so bold and dare to molest her girl even under the emperor’s feet.

Angrily, he raised his foot and kicked towards him, "You bastard, get out of here."

 Xia Zhi’s feet have just been kicked halfway.

A young man in crescent white brocade robe suddenly flew over from the diagonal thorn, and with a "bang" sound, he kicked the ruffian back.

 “Bah, what kind of dog dares to kick me? Are you looking for death?”

The ruffian held his stomach and groaned twice, then quickly turned over and got up, roaring viciously.

The white-robed young master stared at him coldly, "The emperor dares to act recklessly, do you want to try the food in the prison of Dali Temple?"

The ruffian was so angry that he rolled up his sleeves and was about to rush over.

The white-robed young man dodged and kicked the opponent away again, "If you don't want to die, get out of here."

“Young Master, please spare your life, Young Master, please spare your life, I’m too young to see the mountains, I’m going to get out of here.” Seeing that the situation was not going well, the ruffian could only beg for mercy, cover his chest and flee in despair.

The young master in white robe then turned around and consoled him, "Don't be afraid, girl, that man has been beaten away...ah, why is he the princess?"

Ling Chu’s eyes fell on the other person’s surprised face, he stared at it for a moment, then waved his hand to take back the small hammer. Without saying a word, he turned around and left.

The face of the white-robed young master changed and soon returned to normal.

He quickly followed, "Princess... Chuchu, long time no see, how are you?"

Ling Chu paused in his steps, frowned and turned his head, "Mr. Zhao, we are not familiar with each other, and my nickname is not what you should call me. Also, this is not the way to go to your house, so don't go the wrong way."

Ling Chu dropped the words coldly and continued walking forward.

Zhao Jingming clenched his fists, stepped forward again, and said eagerly, "Chu Chu, I was the one who blinded my heart with lard in the past. It was my fault. Can you forgive me?"

Is this Zhao Jingming sick? How long has it been since the previous engagement was terminated? Why is he so stupid to mention this?

“What past? Do we have a past? Mr. Zhao must have forgotten that you and I are just strangers now.”

"Chuchu, I know it was me who was wrong before, and you should be angry. You can hit me or scold me, but I just ask you not to ignore me, okay?"

"After I left you, I realized how wrong I was. I...I regretted it."

"In the beginning, I am happy with you. Can you please give me another chance?" "As long as you are willing to marry me, I will listen to you in everything from now on..."

Ling Chu was almost laughed out of anger at this man's shamelessness.

“Mr. Zhao, since you are mentally ill, don’t wander around and go to the hospital to see a doctor for treatment.

If the doctor is not optimistic about it, then let Mr. Zhao go to the palace and ask for an imperial doctor to prevent you from talking nonsense to anyone you meet. "

Zhao Jingming saw that she turned around and left without mercy, and his face turned pale.

　　Even though I was angry and angry, I didn't feel well in my heart.

 He really regretted it.

How could I be so confused in the first place that I believed my cousin's words and thought that Ling Chu was really a rude and rude person?

It would have been better if he had not broken off the engagement with her.

He, Zhao Jingming, is still the heir apparent of the Duke's mansion, and she is the princess, so their identities are the perfect match.

If King Dingyuan is his father-in-law, his future must be smooth.

 Instead of being a mess like now.

Zhao Jingming felt angry when he thought about the situation at home.

Since his mother was killed by his father for having an affair with Taoist Priest Qingyang, life for him and his sister Zhao Huanyan has become worse day by day.

Although there is no evidence, his father has always been suspicious of his life experience because his appearance is very similar to that of Taoist Master Qingyang.

  Even her younger sister was implicated by her mother and hated by her father.

After his mother's death, his father left his beloved concubine Fang in charge of the central government, and allowed her to suppress and exploit the two brothers and sisters in various ways.

 He can tolerate all these.

 But since Aunt Fang gave birth to a son, he realized that his father was still thinking about getting rid of his son, who might be a bastard.

 Zhao Jingming knew that he could no longer sit still and wait for death.

 He didn’t want to die, he wanted to save himself and his sister’s lives.

Ling Chu's increasingly bright little face flashed through his mind. Zhao Jingming gritted his teeth and chased after him again.

"Chuchu, are you really so heartless? I really regret it. Let the past go by. Can we start over?"

 My heart is happy with you, but I really don’t want to live without you. "

 Ling Chu was also annoyed by being entangled again and again.

He summoned a small hammer and pointed it at Zhao Jingming's head, "Don't want to live? Then just die!"

Zhao Jingming choked, "Chuchu..."

"stop!"

“Zhao Jingming, don’t think I can’t tell. You brought that gangster just now. You want to create an opportunity for a hero to save a beauty, and you want me to thank you and use this to interact with me, right?”

 “It’s a pity, I’m not mentally ill.”

"Although there was an engagement between you and me, it was just a plan by Mrs. Dong for her own daughter. She planned to get rid of me and then let her daughter marry you.

 From the beginning to the end, I have no feelings for you at all. Since the engagement has been terminated long ago, there should be no further involvement. No matter what your purpose is, I hope this is the end and you won't be entangled anymore.

 Otherwise, don’t blame me for being rude.

It really **** me off. I'm going to invite everyone in the capital to listen to the story about you and the waiter. "

 Seeing the coldness in her eyes, Zhao Jingming's face turned as pale as paper.

Lingchu snorted coldly, turned around, got on the carriage, and went straight back to his house.

Being disturbed, Ling Chu had a hasty meal after returning home. After washing, he went back to his room to lie down and read a book.

 She didn't blow out the candle until she felt sleepy, and was just about to go to bed.

Unexpectedly, a dark shadow suddenly came in outside the window... (End of this chapter)