The Harbour Market is the most prosperous place in this city-state.

In addition to the buying and selling of daily necessities and food, there are also slave transactions.

An Yeran was riding a white horse with a honey leaf in her mouth and walked slowly towards the market entrance. She didn't even stroll around yesterday, so she came to buy something she wanted today.

People come and go, busy with their own things.

An Yeran got off the horse, tied it to a horse shed at the entrance of the market, and ordered people to take some hay to feed it.

The boy followed the girl, stood at the door, frowned slightly, and didn't seem to want to go in very much.

After all, this place is not a good place for him.

An Yeran noticed his emotions and said, "Wait for me outside and let the servant buy you something delicious."

After saying that, she turned around and walked towards the market, but before she could take a few steps, her wrist was caught by the boy.

An Yeran turned around and asked, "What's wrong?"

The boy pursed his lips, looked at her with his brown eyes quietly, and said slowly: "I want to follow you."

The sound is still dry, but it sounds much better than before.

"But-" An Yeran was about to refuse, but the boy interrupted her and repeated again: "I want to follow you."

The tone is firm and a bit stubborn.

The girl was silent for two seconds, and finally said helplessly: "Okay."

She withdrew her hand and took less than two steps, but was grabbed by the boy again.

"I want to, pull, safer, okay?" He said a little difficult.

The boy's hands were not strong enough, and he held her wrist and had a little hope.

Perhaps because she suffered too much when she was treated as a slave in the past, the child was a little cautious when treating her.

This doesn't work.

If he cannot be trained to be a little angry, how can people from the Holy See beside the Holy See?

An Yeran said, "So, you don't have to ask me like this."

"Since you have been given the position of the Count, remember that you are not the low slave now, but the Count Navia has the power and wealth, do you understand?"

The boy frowned, and he didn't seem to understand very much.

An Yeran sighed, right, the identity change in one day is so big that no one can adapt so quickly, because she is too impatient.

An Yeran held the boy's hand and said, "Let's go."

In the market, when the busy crowd saw the girl coming in, they hurriedly bowed down to salute.

Even if I had something in my hand, I immediately put it down.

An Yeran didn't even raise his eyelids and pulled the boy forward.

Logically speaking, it was extremely surprising that I was suddenly treated by so many people. However, the young man walking beside the girl did not show any discomfort. His eyes were lazy and he felt a little boring, and he seemed to think this was a very common thing.

But when the girl turned to look at him, her brown eyes suddenly became uneasy and a little frightened.

An Yeran knew it and smiled and said, "Don't worry, more people will kneel down to you in the future."

This kid has to adapt. She has seen the people in the Holy See less often, and I don’t know if they are smart enough. In fact, she doesn’t have much clue about being confused, but she has to do so.

After walking for a while, An Yeran walked to a vegetable selling place and asked, "Do you have honey leaves?"

The person who bought the vegetables was a white-bearded old man, thin and with a little cloudy eyes. When he saw her coming to his stall, he immediately nodded, "Yes, yes!"

So he picked up a bunch of honey leaves baled with hay and handed them to the maid beside An Yeran.

"How much?"

The old man was a little surprised. He didn't think the duke would give the money, so he trembled: "Ten, thirteen coins."

After saying that, the maid next to An Yeran took out thirteen copper coins from the wallet and handed them to the old man.

After buying what you want, An Yeran asked the boy again, "What do you like?"

The boy shook his head, it seemed that there was no.

An Yeran raised his eyebrows and bought a piece of white jade and put it in the palm of the boy's hand, "Put this on."

The jade was polished very smoothly and had a very good color. The boy didn't quite understand why he wanted to buy this for him.

An Yeran smiled and said, "It's quite suitable for you."

The cold thing was held in the palm of the hand, but the boy felt it was very warm.

The girl tied him around her neck and when she stood on tiptoe, she could still see the delicate and abrupt collarbone under the boy's neck.

He lowered his head slightly, and the tip of the boy's nose touched the girl's hair. The hair was very fragrant, with the familiar jasmine fragrance.

His eyes gradually became deeper and he kissed her hair without moving.

The girl tying the rope didn't notice it.

The corners of the bright red lips curled slightly, inexplicably, and there was a happier feeling.

However, the maid standing aside noticed everything!

She was a little shocked and was about to remind her, but suddenly she met a pair of cold eyes!

The boy's eyes were dark and cold, as if he was about to open his mouth and bite her neck in the next second!

The maid only felt her heart pounding!

The blood in my body was solidified and I was so stiff that I didn't dare to move.

The pain surged from her heart, and her eyes turned red in an instant!

"Okay!" An Yeran withdrew her hand and twisted her ankles. Her tiptoe was sore. The rope was too thin and it was not easy to tie at all.

There was nothing to visit in the remaining shops and stalls. After all, there was still a lot of things in the Lord's castle, so she just wanted to buy some honey leaves.

Going further forward, it’s the slave trading area. I think I don’t want to go there.

"Let's go," An Yeran pulled the boy, "going back."

The boy nodded and followed her obediently. When he turned around, his eyes fell on the maid again. The maid holding Miye shivered her hand and suddenly saw that the boy's pupils turned into a pair of vertical pupils!

The next moment, the maid seemed to be so ensnared by something, and her terrified expression suddenly disappeared and she became an expressionless person.

The girl walking in front naturally did not notice these things. The busy people focused on their own affairs. The small episodes were silent, like a breeze blowing by, without causing any turmoil.

*

Back at the Lord's Castle, another letter seemed to be sent.

An Yeran was too lazy to watch and threw it aside.

The lord said, "Don't you look?"

An Yeran rubbed his temples, "What's so good about it? It must be a marriage matter again. Stanlow also made no bottom line for trade. When his younger brother was gone, he asked his older brother to come. I really don't understand that they can't think of any other way to maintain the trade relationship except marriage?"

Marriage?

The boy's eyes were sunken.

I heard this word the second time.

The lord said: "The Kingdom of Stanlo is also sincere. The little prince who first married you died at sea. They had no choice but to let Prince Trovan replace him."

An Yeran suddenly grabbed a word: "Wait, at sea?"

The lord nodded, "About half a month ago, Prince Kasho of Stanlo went to sea, but was swept in by huge waves. The body has not been salvaged yet."

"Kasu? I seem to remember." An Yeran thought for a while, "it sounds a little familiar."
Chapter completed!