Three thousand beautiful family: the bounty hunter

The night is like water, Qian Jiangyue is still standing there stupidly

Staring in a daze at the two figures that had completely disappeared in the night sky...

The hunter saved himself, but now he is in danger because of himself. Although the emperor said that he has great martial arts, the big lecher’s martial arts are not weak either.

After waiting for a long time, the bounty hunter has not returned yet, Qian Jiangyue is extremely anxious.

Maybe he won't come back...

Everything was silent. Qian Jiangyue lowered her head occasionally and looked at the road under her feet.

Hey, what is this?

I picked it up and saw that it was a brocade bag. It was a purple brocade bag with a butterfly embroidered on it.

The butterfly stopped in mid-air, with various flowers below, but the butterfly kept landing on any flower.

Its expression of spreading its wings is lifelike. Qian Jiangyue has never seen such a wonderful embroidery skill, which can actually embroider a butterfly to life.

It was a black butterfly, and it looked exactly like the mask on the bounty hunter's face.

This kit was left behind by him...

Judging from its appearance, it must have been embroidered by some woman who admired him.

Or maybe it’s the woman he admires, otherwise he wouldn’t keep her with him

Qian Jiangyue opened the brocade bag by accident. The brocade bag was very light. She was curious about what treasures were inside.

Although I know I shouldn't do this, it's like peeking at someone else's unglued letter, but curiosity always outweighs morality at some point.

It is most difficult for a person to abide by moral norms when he is alone

Qian Jiangyue is also an ordinary woman, so naturally she can't do it

There was only one thing in the kit. I opened it under the weak moonlight and saw that it was a banknote.

One hundred thousand...it's a one thousand tael silver note!!

One thousand taels...you don't have to worry about eating, drinking and eating for the rest of your life...

What we need most at this moment is money!

Qian Jiangyue quickly put the banknotes back into the brocade bag, holding the brocade bag tightly, pacing back and forth, her palms getting sweaty...

Should I keep it as my own...Should I return it to him, and how?

What will I eat tomorrow... A penny would stump a heroic man, let alone a weak woman like me in a strange era.

Nothing makes people feel more secure than money...