Li Changzhou and his group had naturally discussed this Tsar's princess as well.
There's not much they can do; they only have two options: one, run; two, snatch the lollipops from the kids. A head-on confrontation would be too risky for them.
The two remained calm and continued walking forward.
"It's said that 'The Country Doctor' was written here." Yang Qinglan looked like a tourist, and perhaps she really was a tourist at that moment.
"The Country Doctor?"
Where did Li Changzhou ever read Kafka?
"I seem to remember it being a thriller?" he asked, puzzled. This movie had scared Li Qianxia so much that she would call him to go to the bathroom with her.
Yang Qinglan stared at him for two seconds, then smiled and said, "Perfect timing, this is a bookstore, I'll give you a copy of 'The Country Doctor'."
"The first gift you've given me? I'll treasure it like a family heirloom," Li Changzhou immediately replied.
"Let me hold it in my hand and look at it," Yang Qinglan said calmly.
"I'll keep this one as a treasure. Will you let me see the one you've already read later?"
"Wait." Bi's voice came from behind, filled with doubt and arrogance. "You two, stop right there."
Li Changzhou and Yang Qinglan exchanged a glance, then turned around together.
The blonde, blue-eyed Tsar's princess, dressed in a gothic-style dress, was looking up at them with her arms crossed, a lollipop dangling from her mouth like a toothpick.
"Call us?" Li Changzhou asked, pointing to himself.
Bi looked them up and down and asked, "Two black-haired, black-eyed Asians... can speak Czech?"
Both of them smiled simultaneously. Yang Qinglan took two steps forward, her long, slender legs encased in jeans bending as she squatted down, smiling as she said:
"My older sister and brother are from Xia State. They are university students studying less commonly spoken languages. Do you know what less commonly spoken languages are? They are languages other than the official languages of the United Nations."
She paused, looked around, and asked, "Little friend, are you alone? Where are your parents?"
"A college student who doesn't study but comes to the Czech Republic?" Bi's eyes turned fierce.
Yang Qinglan smiled even more: "October 1st is a holiday in Xia Kingdom."
She seemed to really like the blonde, blue-eyed little girl; her eyes were full of affection.
Li Changzhou stepped forward and said to Yang Qinglan, "This child is alone. Shall we take her to the staff at the scenic area?"
Yang Qinglan hesitated for two seconds, then instead of answering Li Changzhou, she said to Bi, "Hello, my name is Qing. What's your name?"
“Bi.” The Tsar’s princess looked up.
"That sounds really nice."
"You treat me like a child?"
"Bi, where are your parents? Are they alone?"
"That's right."
"How about your older sister and brother play with you? Your older sister will treat you to something to eat," Yang Qinglan said softly.
Bi frowned slightly, letting the lollipop roll around in her mouth, and thought seriously for a while.
She bought a youth ticket (children under 4 years old) and used her "telekinesis" to extract money from the Czech man next to her.
But how can a princess withdraw money and pay for it herself?
Previously, no matter how much she streamlined her entourage, she still had at least one personal maid, four maids, a butler, a chef, a pastry chef, and six servants.
Given the current state of affairs, having two wallets is barely acceptable.
"Hey." She turned to look at Li Changzhou, "You're begging me too."
"Please...please what?" Li Changzhou was stunned.
"Beg me to let you guys follow me and pay me."
"I beg you? I—"
Yang Qinglan glared at him lightly, and Li Changzhou closed his mouth.
A second later, his mouth opened again.
"I beg you," he squatted down, a smile of remorse on his face, "Little princess, please, play with us, let me buy you things, okay?"
Bi looked at Li Changzhou with considerable surprise and couldn't help but praise him: "You have good taste, you bastard."
“…” Li Changzhou bit down on the flesh on the right side of his oral cavity.
He looked at Yang Qinglan, hoping that the anti-swearing goddess could advocate for justice on his behalf.
"Bi, you can't swear," Yang Qinglan said gently.
Bi glanced at her in return: "You have a problem with that, you bitch?"
"......"
This is practically a tank that uses excrement as ammunition; it will fire at anyone who dares to speak to it.
Seeing that things were not going well, Li Changzhou quickly comforted her, "Don't be angry, don't be angry, she's still just a child."
Yang Qinglan took a deep breath.
Bi snorted, "Follow me," and walked deeper into Golden Alley.
"Your Highness, please wait a moment, we haven't even been inside room number 22 yet!" Li Changzhou hurriedly said.
"Don't make me repeat myself a second time."
Li Changzhou and Yang Qinglan strolled along Golden Street with the Tsar's princess. The doors were all small, and of the three, only the Tsar's princess could enter without having to bend down.
Soon, they heard the Princess of Smelly Mouth's opinion of Golden Street.
"This street is a mess, not even as good as Odense."
"Odense?" Li Changzhou looked at Yang Qinglan in confusion.
Before Yang Qinglan could explain, Bi turned around and said arrogantly, "Fool, how can you be my manservant like this? Odense is the hometown of Hans Christian Andersen."
Beauty is never superfluous, and is even very important. After walking the hundred-meter-long street, Li Changzhou had successfully applied for the job of being the male servant of the Tsar's princess.
As Li Changzhou stepped out of the castle, he was drawn in by the fragrance.
A roadside shop was selling various grilled sausages, grilled meats, and grilled mushrooms.
"It smells delicious, it looks good, want some?" he asked, seeking their opinions.
"Do you want some, Bi?" Yang Qinglan asked softly, having completely transformed into the older sister.
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