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"Whoa! Whose slave is so short-sighted?!" An angry shout rushed into Yin Yuan's ears along with the horse's cry, and there were exclamations all around.

"Ah," several male artists exclaimed from the windows upstairs.

On the noisy street, the steed almost trampled the servant under its feet, everyone's hearts were in their throats, but luckily the driver stopped the horse in time.

The slave pet didn't seem to notice, but continued to grope towards the teahouse.

The driver who was carrying the horse wanted to swear a few more words, but seeing so many people on the street watching the jokes about slaves, he didn't want to entangle with a slave and lose his value, so he drove the carriage and continued on the road, and when he passed by Yin Yuan, he swears, "It's really bad luck to meet such a bitch."

Since Yin Yuan fumbled out of the theater, the people passing by on the street seemed to have been acupointed, and at the same time slowed down their pace, or simply stopped to watch the excitement.

Crowds of people cursed the shamelessness of this slave pet in small voices, for actually dressed like this, blindfolded and went to the street, and then looked at the front of his clothes, who knew what was getting wet, just looking at it made people think about it.

But no one dared to go to the slave pet's side to yell or take some advantage, just because the people who could raise the slave pet were either rich or expensive, and no one wanted to touch this bad luck.

It is impossible for a slave to go out alone, her master may be watching the excitement somewhere.

Beating a dog also depends on the owner. Everyone just wants to have fun, and no one steps forward to cause trouble.

With this body's martial arts, even if Yin Yuan was blindfolded, he could have noticed the sound of the carriage early, but he was given too much alcohol just now. The alcohol in the theater is not only high in alcohol, but also added some ingredients to facilitate certain things .

Although it is only a little aphrodisiac, ordinary people will feel itchy after drinking a pot. After drinking more than a dozen pots, Yin Yuan will inevitably feel dizzy, his heart is beating violently, and his ears are ringing.

Upstairs in the brothel, the male artists peeked at the rich young lady, but she never even glanced at her.

Even if there was such an exclamation from downstairs, the young lady didn't even look at it, she just sat at the table and drank tea slowly.

Come to think of it, I really don't take the life of that slave pet as my life. Also, if I care a little bit, I won't make people blindfolded and go to the teahouse opposite to buy some pastries.

Everyone held their breaths and continued to watch, and finally Nu Chong stepped into the teahouse, and all the men in the arts heaved a sigh of relief.

Yin Yuan entered the teahouse and groped towards the counter. The originally quiet teahouse was buzzing with discussions because of her entry.

Before she walked into the counter, she suddenly stretched out her hands diagonally, and Xu Xiao's voice sounded in her ears, "Follow me."

In a blink of an eye, Yin Yuan understood that today's highlight may not be in the theater at all.

Those are all foreshadowing, and the next step is the purpose of going out today.

Xu Xiao held Yin Yuan's forearm and led her upstairs, all the way to the innermost private room.

The two stopped at the door of the private room, Xu Xiao said in a low voice, "You can only take off the hairband after the master orders you to go in."

After saying "dong dong dong", Xu Xiao directly knocked on the door of the private room, turned around and left immediately.

"Please come in," a soft male voice sounded from inside the door.

Yin Yuan's heart skipped a beat, he sighed invisibly, pushed the door open and walked in.

"Who are you?" As soon as the door opened, there was a man's anxious question, although urgent but also generous and gentle.

Yin Yuan turned around and closed the door, paused for a while, and finally raised his hand to take off the hair tie in front of him.

The first thing the headband did when he took it off was not to look at the people in the room, but to lower his head and carefully fold the hairband into his arms.

"You," Yin Yuan's slow movement, the man didn't ask any more, but his voice was choked up.

Yin Yuan looked up at the man, and there was a table between them.

The man stood by the window wearing a dark blue robe, with his hair tied up like a woman, and a veil covering his face. Although he was dressed as a woman, he was small and thin, and he could be recognized as a man at a glance.

Although separated by a bamboo hat, Yin Yuan was able to search for the man's face in Li Wenzhao's memory.

The man had a small face with melon seeds, a pair of big and round eyes, black and white, a small and round nose, slightly raised lips, always with a gentle smile, he was an unforgettable lady of everyone.

With a gentle and demure temperament, generous and decent, he is the only son of the Minister of the Household Department at that time, and the only person Li Wenzhao wants to marry.

To be precise, the two had a marriage contract when they were young, and they were about to welcome Li Wenzhao as their husband just waiting for Li Wenzhao's title on the Gold List.

While outside the door, although Yin Yuan couldn't confirm the man's identity just by his voice, he already had a guess. Now that he saw the man in front of him, Yin Yuan confirmed his guess.

Yin Yuan performed the salute of a man, deliberately softening his voice and pretending to be a man's voice, "I went to the wrong private room and didn't intend to disturb the young master. I hope the young master is not to blame." After speaking, he turned around and was about to leave.

The man by the window had already walked over quickly, because his feet were bound, it was inconvenient to walk, he accidentally stepped on the hem of his clothes, and fell to the side suddenly.

Yin Yuan turned around when he heard the voice, and was just seeing this scene, but he just clenched his fists and stood still without reaching out to help.

Fortunately, the man held on to the table and stood still. He looked up at Yin Yuan, and the man's small chin could be seen in the gap between the movements. He said anxiously, "Don't go."

Yin Yuan turned his back, and even though he knew he had been recognized, he still pretended to speak, "I don't know what's the matter, my lord?"

Yin Yuan's current appearance, even though no one could recognize him, the man recognized the woman he fell in love with at first sight when he was young.

The man's white and slender hands gripped the edge of the table tightly. Only in this way can he barely stabilize his ups and downs, "What's the problem with you? Come back with me, and I'll ask my mother to help you."

Yin Yuan now understands what Le Zhengrong meant when she asked Le Zhengrong what kind of dim sum he said, "You choose."

This is Le Zhengrong's purpose of humiliating Yin Yuan today.

Le Zhengrong wanted to see what choice Yin Yuan would make after seeing her engaged husband after being so humiliated.

Hubu Shangshu is the only son, he sneaked out the door, the family guards should find here soon, this is Yin Yuan's chance to escape, even without force, the regent has already hinted that she will let him go.

If her previous displays of camaraderie had been false, she would now take this one and only chance to escape.

Or even if her previous feelings were true, after today's humiliation, Le Zhengrong might want to ask, "Will you still choose to stay?"

On one side is the woman who stepped you into the dust, humiliated you in front of the male prostitute just now, and made you be regarded as a lowly slave by everyone in the street.It also makes you appear blindfolded in front of a man who has a marriage contract, makes you lose face, doesn't care about your pain at all, brands you as a slave, and turns you from a proud son of heaven to a slave who is spurned by thousands of people.She is so cruel, do you really want to stay?

On the other side is a generous, decent, kind and pleasant man, a gentle man that every woman in Lan country wants to marry.He doesn't even care how you are humiliated, he doesn't care that you are no longer the favorite of heaven, he doesn't care how many people will poke his back if he is with you, he doesn't care that he will bear the heinous malice with you.He just loves you, he just wants to help you go home.He disregarded his reputation for you, and sneaked out wearing a woman's robe, not afraid of being deceived or hurt by others, just because he got such a little message.He came to you desperately, isn't he really tempted?

Which of these two people do you want to envy?

Yin Yuan turned around and raised the veil with his hand, pointed to the slave print on his neck, and blocked the word "Rong" with his index finger, so that the man could see the orchid pattern clearly, "The slave has a master, and he will tell the master if he has any difficulties." .Young master, did you admit to the wrong person?" Following the words, he lowered his veil again.

The man lifted the veil of the veiled hat, and the crying eyes on his fair little face made people feel distressed, "You really don't recognize me?"

Yin Yuan looked directly into the man's eyes, and said word by word, "Young Master, you have made a mistake."

The man leaned on the edge of the table and barely stood still, unable to look directly at those once proud eyes. Seeing himself calling himself a slave, he lowered his head, "Okay, just pretend you don't know me. It will arrive in a while. Your house, which is your master's house? I will get out of slavery for you."

Yin Yuan turned around again and raised his hand to push the door to leave. The man behind him rushed over, and Yin Yuan turned sideways to avoid the man.

The man's eyes were full of pain, "No matter who you are, I will take you home."

There was the sound of orderly running outside the window, it should be a group of people running towards the teahouse.

At this time, the biggest possibility is that the guards of the Shangshu Mansion have arrived.

Yin Yuan knelt down on the ground facing the man, his voice was still feigned softness, "Young Master, you have mistaken someone."

The man was startled and hastily avoided, his eyes full of disbelief and heartbroken.

Yin Yuan got up and opened the door directly. The moment she stepped out, a man shouted desperately behind her, "Please help me tell her that the son of the Si family will wait for his lover to return."

Behind him was the man's crying, and the woman's kneeling finally made him dare not force him, fearing that the woman he admired would be forced to death.

Yin Yuan left without looking back, as if the man really admitted the wrong person.

There is no hope for things, why bother to answer.

She hurried out of the teahouse, just as the guards of the Shangshu Mansion entered the teahouse. In order to prevent others from knowing the scandal, the guards all pretended to come to drink tea.

As soon as Yin Yuan came out of the tea house, she saw the carriage parked at the entrance of the theater, she walked quickly to the carriage, stepped on the horse stool and got into the carriage.

Le Le in the carriage closed his eyes as if he was resting, and he did not open his eyes when he heard the sound of her getting into the carriage.

With a sound of "drive", the horse started to run.

Obviously the carriage stopped here, waiting for Yin Yuan to get on the carriage.

Yin Yuan knelt on the rug, carefully took out the hair tie, rubbed it over and over again.

Le Zhengrong opened his eyes at some point.

Yin Yuan quickly poured her a cup of tea, and seeing Le Zhengrong took the tea, Yin Yuan asked expectantly, "Prince Regent, do you still count on rewarding the slave with a hairband when you go back?"

Le Zhengrong closed his eyes again without replying.

Lost, Yin Yuan lowered his head and looked at the hair tie in his hand.

Le Zhengrong, if you really don't care as much as you have shown, why did you hand over your hair and blindfold yourself?

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