Princess Against the World

"Miss Ling won't believe me, but she will believe you..."

"..."

The woman looked outside warily, grabbed Jun Lai's arm, stood on tiptoes, and whispered a few words in his ear.

"remember?"

Jun Lai's expression changed, and he nodded slightly.

The woman parted her lips, smiled, turned and walked towards the door.

"Hey..." Jun Lai called her quickly.

The woman stood still: "Is there anything else?"

"...Um, what's your name?" Jun Lai's face turned red inexplicably: "If I can really see Miss Ling, I might as well reply. If I have the opportunity in the future, I can also thank you in person."

"My name??" The woman's eyes were a little confused, and then she shook her head with a wry smile: "Forget it, let's not say it. Even though we are still talking now, maybe I won't survive after leaving this door... Not to mention, what’s next!”

Her mood was pessimistic.

Jun Lai's heart couldn't help but sink.

He wanted to ask again, but the woman had already walked out quickly.

The room was silent.

Jun Lai was in a daze for a moment.

It seems that the woman just now is not so real.

He pinched himself, the smell still lingering in his nose.

"it is true!!"

He was really obsessed!

Otherwise, the last memory will be shortly after coming out of the gate of hell.

Returning to his room and sitting down, he looked forward to the night falling.

When it was dead of night, he quietly opened the door and disappeared into the darkness.

——

After ordering four bowls of noodles, Feng Chenglin sat down at the small table, took the chopsticks and rubbed them on his sleeves.

Ling Luoyu squinted: "Are your clothes not as clean as these chopsticks?"

"Why are the chopsticks so clean? Look at how much dust this person is flying around as he walks by. We are lucky if we can eat a bowl of noodles safely..."

Dingmiao looked ahead: "The Lijiazhai in front was originally a remote place where birds didn't poop. But after an iron mine was discovered, there were more business people coming and going, and there were more pedestrians on the road!"

For him, this place has been visited many times.

But this was Zhou Yan’s first time.

When he heard what he said, he immediately raised his head and looked over: "I have heard about this Lijiazhai. It is said that the iron ore unearthed in their mines is an excellent material for smelting magical weapons and is worth thousands of gold!"

"Not bad!" A strange look flashed in Dingmiao's eyes: "Nine times out of ten, the iron tools used in the shrine come from the iron mines under Lijiazhai!"

Feng Chenglin tilted his head and met his eyes: "Looking at you like this, you seem...a little sad. What's wrong?"

"...When I was a kid, I often came here with my family. Every time I missed my family, I would come here. Everywhere here has my memories!"

Feng Chenglin: "..."

He said it so sadly that he was embarrassed to answer the question.

"Everyone, your noodles are here!" The waiter brought four bowls of noodles: "Table Mountain has spicy food and vinegar. You can adjust it yourself to whatever flavor you want."

"Yes, yes, let's eat noodles first!" Feng Chenglin took it, responded casually, and changed the subject: "Second brother, business is good. You see there are people coming and going on this road. There is an endless stream of people on this road. The side stalls are better than the hotels and restaurants in the village, right?"

"Brother, you are joking. In the past few days, there have been more customers in the village due to the opening of the mountain. But no matter how many there are, they can't compare to those restaurants in the city!"

Thinking of something, the waiter smiled.