"Besides, we are the only one who hasn't met Zhou Dufu now. What do you think he will give me? Well, never mind him. Anyway, you and I are now the 'big villains', so I gave them all for free."

Zhao Rong joked, trying to amuse Xiao Qian'er, but the little girl didn't smile, biting her lip and looking at him quietly.

"What's wrong? There's something on my face?"

Zhao Qian'er was silent for a while and said: "In addition to the reasons you just explained to Gu Yiwu and the others in the room... is it because you choose to commit suicide because you want to protect me and the young lady? This is the main reason."

Zhao Rong was slightly startled, and gradually lowered the corners of his raised mouth. He looked at her for a while, then turned his head to look in the direction of the third floor.

At a certain moment, he nodded slightly and imperceptibly.

This stupid girl has grown up... He muttered in his heart.

Xiao Qian'er said nothing.

The air between the two of them suddenly became quiet.

Just now, she was complaining that Brother Rong'er was degrading himself and felt unhappy. However, now she discovered... that he didn't want Da Li's matter to implicate the young lady and her at all.

Also, for all the forces in Dali, if Zhao Rong is a modest gentleman who is business-oriented, while being difficult to approach, the relatives or women he cares about may be his fatal weakness.

And if Zhao Rong is seen by everyone in Dali as a greedy and romantic scholar with talent but no virtue, then he is almost a selfish person, and it is difficult to threaten him with relatives or women...

The smart and handsome girl with a flying sword named Swing pursed her pink lips.

At the age of seventeen, she only regretted that she had not grown up fast enough to suppress the entire dynasty under the mountain with a flying sword and kill everyone who dared to threaten Brother Rong'er.

Let him be at ease.

The shadow of the young lady on Su Qingdai and the warning she brought may seem ridiculous to Xiao Qian'er, but in the end, it still frightened Zhao Rong, who was fearless.

Because he couldn't afford that eventuality.

However, Xiao Qian'er clearly remembered that not long ago, Brother Rong'er looked at Su Qingdai, who was sitting on his lap and looked like a young lady, with a bright smile on his face.

Then, facing Li Mingyi, Mu Jin and others who came downstairs, he began to behave unscrupulously.

But at that time, she, who had promised Brother Rong'er to trust him, still couldn't help but feel a little grievance and complaint in her heart.

Zhao Qian'er suddenly stood on tiptoe and whispered in someone's ear:

"If you like, well, covet their bodies, then keep them. Our family can afford them, but... you don't have to like that kind of thing."

Zhao Rong was stunned.

…

The lobby on the first floor of Zuixian Building.

At a wine table in a certain corner, one person came back from whoring with satisfaction, while the other person frowned and left.

Tonight's prosperity slowly dissipated like the bright fireworks that bloomed on time in the night sky of Xingzi Town at 4 o'clock in the morning.

At the door of the empty hall, a thin figure jumped up.

A hungry little maid who ran all over the ship finally found some clear spring water and ran back happily.

She had already lit the firewood and was boiling the clear spring water. However, as she squatted in front of the stove with her hands on her hands and counted the sparks, she was afraid that the noble man would be impatient with the wait, so she came back to inform the indifferent young noble man.

At this time, the empty silence at the entrance to the hall on the first floor instantly froze the jumping little maid with missing teeth, as if a restraining spell had been cast on her.

The little maid with missing teeth shrugged her head, holding a folded pink handkerchief in her hand, passing by the silent deck and returning to the narrow and damp cabin.

The small pot of clear spring water is still burning.

The noble man who just wanted a handkerchief has left.

The small cabin was covered with a layer of orange paint by the firelight.

The shadow in the firelight was also that of a thin and slender little girl with missing teeth. She turned her head and looked at the calm lake outside the small window.

Her name is Xiaoyu, and she has grown up in this painting boat in the middle of the lake as long as she can remember.

Never went ashore.

The little fish's eyes were unblinking, looking at the lake dotted with stars, and his little hands took out a fish-shaped piece of wood from his arms.

She knew that there were many, many fish in this lake.

The little maid with missing teeth has been seen countless times from morning to night, but she has never tasted it. This is fed by the fairy shops in the town with spiritual rice, and outsiders are not allowed to catch her, let alone her, a little maid at the bottom of the brothel.

The little fish picked up the fish-shaped wood and wanted to bite it, but found that his front teeth had just fallen out, so he had to give up...
Chapter completed!