Yongxing City, Xihuan District, a simple and low-key but expensive carriage drove through the stone road and turned to the next intersection on the bustling street.

"This is Linhe Street. Hongfang Street is on the next road. Look, it's right there."

Through the small window in front of the car, Commuto's voice came from the driver's seat.

But Thales was not affected at all.

"Your Highness..."

Little Slippery, Imperial Council, Secret Service, Anke, Gu...

In the bumpy carriage, the prince, who had no home to go back to, was thinking gloomily and had no intention of admiring the street view of Yongxing City outside the window.

Whether it is the Fuxing Palace or the Secret Academy, whether he is facing the King or the Black Prophet, depression and disobedience are his key words today.

But what concerned the young man most were what Anke Bailar said before he fainted.

【Hold on to your sword.】

Thales subconsciously tightened his fists, only to find that he was unarmed and his palms were empty.

He lowered his head and stared blankly at his left hand.

But I can only see the scar on my palm.

"Your Highness?"

There was a sudden weight on his shoulder, and Thales came back to his senses.

In the carriage, Glover nodded to him and let go of the prince's shoulders.

"Are you sure we really want to do this? Red Square Street?" Commuto, who was outside the carriage, turned back from the window:

"If Commander Marius knew..."

He looked troubled.

Glover's expression remained unchanged, but his eyes expressed the same concerns.

Thales adjusted the collar of his new clothes and sighed.

these people.

Even if he holds the title of Royal Guard or Star Lake Guard, even if he is the second prince and Duke of Star Lake, he is the second most noble person in this country...

But whether it is Comuto or Glover, even D.D, who has the best relationship with him at the moment, still has doubts about himself, right?

As for Mallos...

"You are right, then..."

Thales pondered for a second, then turned to the empty window and shouted:

"What do you think, Mallos?"

Glover and Konmuto were both startled.

"Marios? What's your opinion?"

Thales repeated it, knocked on the car wall, and pretended to listen for a while.

"It seems..."

The prince turned back, looked at the stiff Glover and the helpless Conmuto, and spread his hands regretfully:

"He has no problem with it."

Glover twitched his eyebrows but said nothing.

Conmuto could only smile unnaturally and turned back to drive.

Their carriage slowly entered the main road of Hongfang Street and merged with other carriages and passers-by.

The scene immediately became lively outside the window: greetings, hawking, soliciting customers, cursing, and so on.

Draw Thales' attention from the past back to reality.

If nothing else, Hung Fong Street is probably no different from other affluent parts of Sai Wan District: wide main roads, neat houses, alleys extending in all directions, and crowds of people.

But the number of entertainment venues here is unmatched by other places: pubs, hotels, gambling stalls, theaters, street stalls and roadside shops that specialize in "good stuff", and of course, the indispensable variety of Hongfang Street

"Clubhouse".

Looking out the window at the familiar but changed street scene, Thales couldn't help but feel a little crazy.

When he was still a beggar, Thales sneaked to Hongfang Street more than once to "look for business", of course, always in the evening when it was more lively and safe - it should be noted that beggars are no less sensitive to fixed territories than cats and dogs, and gangsters are

Even the country, even if it is just to make a living under different gangs.

But at that time, the beggar Tails was mixed in the crowd, and was either pushed, bullied, or always looked down upon and ignored.

This was the first time that he sat in a carriage and visited this pleasure resort of Yongxing City as an ordinary citizen or even as a noble guest.

Konmuto raised the reins and raised his whip - his work experience in protecting dignitaries gave him familiar driving skills - he shuttled through the streets, ignoring the small brothels and even the swarms of brokers on the periphery, and went straight to his destination.

Along the way, they met many men: some were greeted with infinite enthusiasm, some were at a loss when they first arrived, some were eager to call friends, some were coquettish and shy, and some were simply dressed and sneaky.

, some are dressed fashionably and behave elegantly, some are coming and going in a hurry with important tasks, and some are strolling and laughing happily.

There are also many women on the street: there are a lot of fake-smiling madams, women busy washing, grey-faced female workers, maids in a hurry, including poor girls dressed like boys running errands on the street, and some with angry faces.

The aristocratic woman who came to catch her husband home, and even the aristocratic lady who sneaked out in a carriage and looked out with a red face hiding behind a handkerchief and fan...

Thales and his carriage blended in among them, making no inconspicuous move, and without stopping along the way, they soon entered the central district and entered a group of luxuriously decorated houses with shining signs.

"Oh, sisters, we have a guest! Look at that carriage, it's full of materials!"

The sin of the prison river surged up, and a sweet sound suddenly invaded Thales's ears:

"Go put on your makeup! Tighten your corset!"

"Oh my God, what kind of damn perfume is this? Go wash it off!"

"Damn it, who took my sexy lingerie! It's a secret style hand-knitted by tailor Zawak!"

"Be more heroic. Weak beauties are no longer popular now. We all like those who are hard..."

In an instant, the three people on the carriage were like bees that strayed into the flowers, and they encountered the most unignorable and eye-catching scenery in the entire Hongfang Street - all kinds of beauties.

Thales swallowed his throat subconsciously.

"This carriage must belong to some young master who sneaked out..."

"It's too early, it's not evening yet. It seems he is very anxious, hehehe..."

They are scattered in the houses on both sides of the main road, under the porches, on the balconies, in the lanes, behind the windows, hidden in every corner that you can't notice but they are real.

Most of them are in their prime years, with beautiful spring flowers, birds and birds, and thousands of beautiful birds.

"I came here because I definitely don't want others to know... Hey, I guess he likes to swallow swords..."

"Then wake up Donnie?"

"Farewell, he served three men last night. His front and back are hurting and he can't walk. Let him have a good sleep..."

"Well, then I'll tighten the bandage and go change into men's clothes?"

"Bah, men's clothing is simple, but do you have anything underneath?"

"How do you know it's not there? It might be bigger than him!"

"Then... let me try first? Hey——"

"Oh, you're really here - let go! See if I don't scratch you to death, you little bitch -"

"Hahaha - if you pretend, we will never become men!"

"Huh, so what, I'm fine like this. Besides, the men here aren't as big as us..."

"Yeah, let me see, maybe it was made bigger by me?"

"Hey, you're still here - ah, I managed to tie the bra straps tightly!"

Thales blushed upon hearing this and tried to keep a straight face.

Some of them have elegant postures and noble bodies, some have seductive postures and sexy temperaments, some have flirtatious looks and charming looks, some are sad and delicate, making people pitiful, some are charming and charming, some are dignified, elegant and as cold as ice.

They may reveal their true appearance in a flash, attracting the attention and exclamations of the guests, or they may hide their faces in laughter and shrink back, arousing sighs mixed with expectation and disappointment, or they may gently hook their fingers wildly, arousing the eagerness and madness of the men.

.

"Maybe it's your sweetheart? The one who left you a family crest and said he would come to marry you?"

"You are so annoying..."

"Huh, just another slanderous person..."

"Or a silly old hater who is carried away by love?"

They are like the wonderful elves in fairy tales who are shadowy and mischievous in the forest, hiding here and there, coming and going, sometimes appearing and sometimes mysterious, sometimes passionate and sometimes cold, sometimes affectionate, sometimes indifferent, sometimes indifferent.

The innocence and holiness are sometimes posing and posing, tickling the hearts of the viewers.

It makes people want to let go of everything, go away, get to the bottom of it, see their true appearance, enter the house, and have a beautiful kiss...
To be continued...