He spoke in a long-winded manner, fearing that Yue Nanchen would think that he was a bad parent and would vent his anger on him.

"Are you sure she is your daughter?" Yue Nanchen spoke slowly, his eyes sparkling.

"Yes... but not like her, but that face is clearly Yao'er!" Lan Mu didn't know why Yue Nanchen asked this, so he could only answer honestly.

"Go down, I'll find you if there's anything!" It seemed that there was nothing to be gained from asking him, so Yue Nanchen waved his hand coldly.

"Yes, yes, yes!" Lan Mu responded quickly, and ran away as if there was a wolf chasing him, fearing that if he was one step late, Prince Yong'an would be unhappy and cut off his head and kick it like a ball.

Yue Nanchen curled his lips coldly. Shouldn't people be scared to death like Lan Mu when they see him? Why did his concubine dare to challenge his intelligence after just one night?

As soon as Lan Shuiyao left the palace, she went straight to the market. She was not a person who would sit and wait for death, nor was she a reckless person.

Before she was fully confident that she could be independent, she would not fall out with that prince pig. If she had to leave, she would do it openly and with great fanfare.

Yue Dynasty is a warlike country, especially in the last ten years, when wars have been constant. Fortunately, with the brutal and bloodthirsty King Yong'an, they have won battles time and again, and the borders have been continuously expanded outward, so Yue Dynasty's capital, Yuecheng, is quite prosperous, with people coming and going in an endless stream.

Lan Shuiyao walked alone on this completely unfamiliar street, looking at the unfamiliar faces, and couldn't help but sigh in her heart. This feeling of helplessness has not been felt for a long time...

But self-pity is not her character. Since God has given her a chance to be reborn, she will start all over again.

First of all, she needs someone who is loyal and has special skills!

"Catch the thief, catch the thief!

"In the distance, a woman's scream suddenly sounded. After the scream, the crowd was in a panic. A boy of about fourteen or fifteen years old, as agile as a loach, circled around in the crowd and ran towards her.

Amid the flying dirty hair, Lan Shuiyao noticed the pair of flowing pupils. Those eyes were so beautiful and full of brilliance. Just one glance made her unforgettable for the rest of her life.

The first little follower is him!

After he ran past, Lan Shuiyao pretended to trip, cried out "ouch", and fell into the arms of the leading man with extremely graceful movements.

"Be careful!" the man whispered, stretched out his strong arms to hold her slender waist, then used the force to spin her, and the two of them spun in a beautiful circle in the air.

The refreshing masculine scent permeated her nose. Lan Shuiyao opened her eyes tremblingly, and was met with a pair of slender tea-colored eyes, which were full of irresistible charm.

The man was dressed in white clothes and a headband of the same color. There was not a single color on his body, but it was that pure white that made him look so charming and alluring, like an unruly breeze.

The wind blew, and the corners of their clothes became entangled, one red and one white. The red was enchanting, and the white was dazzling, like flowers on the other shore in the snow, deeply touching people's vision.

The people chasing the thief seemed to have forgotten what had just happened. They held their breath and stared at the couple in a daze.

The man suddenly raised the corners of his lips like cherry blossoms, smiled evilly, and lowered his head to kiss Shui Yao.

The small hand holding the man's slim waist turned into fingers and pressed hard on the acupoints on the man's waist.

The man was startled, and there was a hint of gloom in his eyes as he looked at her, but the smile at the corner of his lips became even more intense, full of interest.

Shui Yao spun out of the man's arms quickly, her red dress fluttering down.

"Thanks

Sir, I thank you for your help!" Lan Shuiyao left quickly after saying this. She had put so much effort into it, so she naturally couldn't let the boy get away.

From a distance, a burly man rushed over and untied the acupoints for him.

The man regained his freedom, grinning, with an intoxicating smile in his brown eyes, like peach blossoms blooming under the starlight, pouring out unparalleled prosperity, evoking a stunning sight that captivated everyone in the lonely night.

"Are you okay, sir?" the big man asked respectfully.

The soft lips under the beautiful nose slowly raised an arc that could bring disaster to the world. The man opened a folding fan, and two big words were written on it: Romantic!

"To die under the peony flowers, even as a ghost, I can still be romantic. My heart has gone with that woman!"

The big man was startled and muttered, "Here we go again!" He shook his head, grabbed the man's collar with his big hand and walked back.

From afar, a man's noisy roar was heard, "Dashan, let me go. I want to follow my heart!"

The burly man was as silent as a mountain. He just walked away, paying no attention to the man's shouting.

It turned out to be a nymphomaniac! The crowd watching all shook their heads and left.

"Who are you?" The young man lowered his head tightly, his hair covering his face. His pair of bright eyes looked through the messy hair at Lan Shuiyao who was blocking his way.

"Someone who will save you!" Leaning lazily against the wall, Lan Shuiyao stroked her hair coquettishly. Her big red sleeves fell, revealing a white jade bracelet on her snow-white arm.

The young man's eyes shone brightly when he saw the bracelet, but soon turned back to deathly silence, "I don't need it."

"Do you want to be chased like this for the rest of your life?" Lan Shuiyao walked up slowly and forced him into a corner. "Why don't we fight?"

Let me make a bet. If you win, I'll give you the jade bracelet. If you lose, you'll be my follower and you won't regret it for the rest of your life!"

The boy hesitated slightly, "Okay! How do we bet?"

Shui Yao smiled gently and pointed with her white jade finger at a young man walking towards her from a distance. The man was dressed in brocade blue clothes and looked noble and elegant. With the two sword-wielding followers beside him, it was obvious that he was not an ordinary person, either rich or noble.

"If I can steal the jade pendant from that man, then I win, how about that?" Shui Yao turned to look at him and chuckled.

"Hmph!" The young man snorted coldly, clearly mocking Shui Yao's bragging.

"You wait!" As soon as the words fell, the bright red skirt drew a sharp arc in the air. Looking up, Lan Shuiyao had already walked out of the alley. After a slight pause at the alley, she walked towards the man in blue gracefully.

Yue Nanxuan stared blankly at the woman who was slowly walking towards him. There were three thousand beautiful women in his harem, but none of them possessed her charming temperament, the arrogance of being determined to win, and the detachment of looking down on everyone. Her uniqueness was unforgettable at first sight.

Only when the woman walked away did Yue Nanxuan still stand there in a daze, not even blinking his eyelashes, just staring blankly at the woman as she walked away...

"Prince...?" The guards on both sides couldn't bear it anymore and kindly reminded him.

"Ah?" Yue Nanxuan finally came to his senses.

"Dalli... saliva!" Guard Xiaoyi looked around, put his hand on his lips, and reminded him softly.

"Ah!" Startled, he quickly wiped his saliva, frowned sternly, raised his head high, and stared coldly at Xiaoyi and Xiaojia, "What did you see just now?"

"The servants saw nothing. The emperor is wise and powerful, majestic and dignified. He is a wise ruler of the modern era.

"Xiaoyi and Xiaojia lowered their eyebrows and said quickly.

Shamelessly smiling and squinting his eyes, Yue Nanxuan waved his hand, "Okay, okay!" Then he shrank his neck and whispered, "What emperor? I am here incognito!"

Xiaojia and Xiaoyi were stunned, and they suppressed the twitching of their lips and the feeling of weakness all over their bodies, and walked towards the palace, holding him on both sides.

This is Yue Nanxuan, who calls himself the most wise and powerful emperor in the history of Yue Kingdom. He has been unruly and dissolute since childhood. Now that he has been forced to be the emperor, he pretends to be so indecent in front of others.

It is said that the previous emperor of Yue Kingdom once vowed to strangle this unfilial son to death, but for some unknown reason, he chose him to be the emperor among the nine princes.

But he is the only one who can make the cold, bloodthirsty and perverted Prince of Yongnan Yue Nanchen respectfully call him "Third Brother". Perhaps this is also one of the reasons why the old emperor chose him to be the emperor.

However, in the three years since Yue Nanxuan ascended the throne, his political achievements have been obvious to all. The borders have expanded, business has prospered, and the people have lived and worked in peace and contentment. He can be considered a wise ruler.

Lan Shuiyao sat on a chair in the pawnshop, crossed her legs and happily rummaged through the silver ingots in the small box. She would rummage through them with her hands, then pick them up to check their quality. It was obviously a very mercenary action, but when she did it it was a beauty that people admired, without a trace of vulgarity.

The jade pendant was really valuable. She exchanged it for so many silver ingots at once. Although the pawnshop owner said he would give her silver notes, she didn't feel safe with that kind of waste paper. She still felt more textured holding the silver in her arms.

The young man stood aside and watched eagerly, swallowing his saliva as he looked at the silver ingots in the small box, and finally he could not help but stick to it.

"Want it?" Lan Shuiyao glanced at him, waved the silver in front of him, and smiled triumphantly, "If you admit defeat and become my follower, I will give it to you!"