Zhao Can looked at Feng Linwan and was silent for a long time before speaking, "Wan'er, what if I say I can't go back..."

Before he could finish his words, Feng Linwan raised his head and his eyes were firm, "I must go back. The princess and I do not belong to here, so I must go back..." Feng Linwan paused and asked, "Is there no way for Mr. Zhao to help us..."

"Yes, there will be certainly. I'm happy to help others."

Zhao Can went home last night and spent a night studying this bizarre thing, but found nothing. Zhao Can felt that since he could come, he could go back. It was probably because he missed a certain detail.

Feng Linwan continued to eat delicious food opposite him. Zhao Can tapped the table with his fingers gently, thinking about things in his mind.

At one moment, I heard a quarrel from the other end of the hall, and I could see that Yongqing and a male guest were arguing.

Feng Linwan threw down the chicken legs at a very fast speed, ran up to protect his master, and Zhao Can frowned and walked over.

A bald man stood in front of Yongqing and refused to let Yongqing go, and pointed at Yongqing and scolded him. Yongqing was not a person who showed weakness in his bones. He immediately scolded him, and he must have ignored his image. Yongqing was very skilled in quarreling. He guessed that he had practiced the quarrels when he often used to go to folk games.

Seeing the true nature of the willful princess, Zhao Can smiled and shook his head and walked over, pushed away the bald friend, and pulled the two masters and servants of Yongqing behind him, "Is it okay?"

"It's okay, you get out of the way, I'll kill him." Yongqing was very dissatisfied.

"Don't be excited, forget what I told you, don't fight and kill at any time, I'll deal with it." Zhao Can patted Yongqing's shoulder and asked Fenglin to comfort Yongqing with good peace.

"Friend, your friend broke my phone. I bought it for more than 10,000 yuan. You can see if you do this." The bald man pointed at the phone that fell to the ground.

"Is this the case with Yongqing?" Zhao Can asked.

"I fell. Who told him to be like you, holding this thing and keeping it facing me."

"...Ahem... I'm taking pictures of you as beautiful as the gorgeous outfit you wear..." Zhao Can said embarrassedly, "That... I'll take photos of you after you allow me in the future."

"That's it, I'll shoot you when I'm pretty." said the bald man.

Zhao Can turned around: "I can, are you qualified?"

"Young man, you're a little arrogant."

"Wan'er, let's go. Just leave this kind of trivial matter to Zhao Can."

“…”

This was the case with the 18th year of Yongqing life. He caused trouble and caused trouble. Someone took care of it later. If it were the past, the bald head offended the princess, and it was probably a corpse.

When the bald man saw Yongqing leaving, "Damn, my phone broke, you just want to leave, right?" The bald man went up to pull Yongqing. Before Zhao Can could stop him, he heard a click. Yongqing pulled the man's wrist and twisted it directly.

The man held his hands and groaned and screamed on the ground.

People around him took a breath.

"..." Zhao Can felt ashamed. Fortunately, I had some connections, otherwise everyone would have to go to the bureau to celebrate the Spring Festival.

Yongqing's face remained unchanged, and he looked at the screaming bald head on the ground coldly, "What are you shouting, just dislocate, and I'll kill you again."

"I, you, you..." The bald man pointed at the three of them, "I want to call the police."

Zhao Can sighed lightly, grabbed Yongqing's hand to prevent this disaster from doing anything out of place again.

"Let go." Yongqing broke free from Zhao Can's hand, and his pretty face turned slightly red. After all, his skin is still quite shirkable.

"Don't be impulsive, I'll deal with it. Listen to me in the future, do you know?"

"Why should I listen to you? Being presumptuous?"

The bald man lying on the ground had a murderous heart at this time, and he felt that he had been ignored. I, a victim, was in the dark, and the spotlight was all on the front three people. The three of them were chatting with each other, and they ignored me?

"Call the police! You must call the police! All the fuck went in for the New Year." The bald man said angrily.

This attracted the attention of the three of them, "Go back to have a meal, I'll deal with it."

Yongqing took a last look at the bald head, turned around coldly and left.

"I'll go! Stop! Stop, your mother interrupted me and wanted to leave." The bald man roared.

The bald friend blocked the way between the master and servant, "can't walk."

"Get out!" Zhao Can scolded, "Did you hear it?"

Bald friend: "Oh, you're a little arrogant."

"We won't pursue who is right or wrong. I will compensate you for your injury when your mobile phone is injured. This is OK. Take out the QR code and I'll scan you." Zhao Can took out his cell phone and said.

Yongqing is a person who does things and acts as one person. When he walked back, he pushed Zhao Can, "Whoever wants you to pay for it, isn't it just the money? I'll give it to you."

"You have money?"

In fact, Zhao Can didn't take such a small dispute at all, and it was not worth mentioning. Zhao Can laughed and was very curious that she took out the money from that.

Curiosity immediately turned into embarrassment: "..."

"I'll pay you for it." Yongqing casually took off a string of wind chimes made of white jade on his waist and threw it to the bald man.

The bald man was stunned, "Damn... It's just the wind chime, everyone, look, it's just here?" The bald man couldn't help but feel funny.

"Bastard, this thing is me..."

Yongqing was about to explain, but Zhao Can covered her mouth, but only heard Yongqing stammeringly unable to explain clearly. He bit Zhao Can, and Zhao Can let go.

"Are you a dog?" Zhao Can said to Yongqing, and smiled speechlessly, shook his hand, walked to the bald man, picked up the string of wind chimes, "Can you buy a suite in the imperial capital this game? Are you stupid? Don't you talk nonsense, how much is it, I'll give it to you."

"Fifty thousand, 50,000 a minute is not bad, otherwise you will call the police." The bald man picked up his phone, but the screen broke, and it was probably fine.

"Okay, 50,000 is 50,000." Zhao Can was too lazy to talk nonsense. For Zhao Can, five yuan is undoubtedly a fool, but it is not that he has a lot of money, and now it is a string of numbers.

Payment was successful.

The bald head also felt much less painful, "Boy is quite honest, your girlfriend is too rude."

"Haha, to my girlfriend." Zhao Can stood up and reached out and put his hand on Yongqing's shoulder.

"Young Master Zhao can't do this." Feng Linwan squeezed in, put it between Zhao Can and Yongqing, and took Zhao Can's hand off Yongqing's hand.

Everyone is a little confused about the relationship between men and women?

"You are..." someone asked curiously.

Zhao Can said: "They are all my girlfriends."

“…”

The bald man stood up and put his cell phone in his pocket. Zhao Can stopped, "Wait! Give me the cell phone."

"Why? My phone."

"I'll pay you the money, and my phone will be mine. Take it out. Otherwise, I'll refund you all the 50,000 yuan, and I'll give you a new one and take you to the hospital. You can do whatever you want to check, but you don't have a penny, so you can stay in the hospital and not leave."

The man hesitated for a moment, and still felt that the 50,000 yuan was fragrant, so he silently handed the phone to Zhao Can.

Zhao Can took the phone, broke it off, threw it into the trash can, and took the master and servant to leave the hotel.

"Give it, your wind chime."

"I've given it to you."

"Wow! So refreshing?"

"Sha, then you give it to me."

"Don't, I've given it all to me, and there's a reason to go back."

Zhao Can now have a jade mine, and the jade material produced in it is this kind of Hotan mutton fat white jade. However, if you look closely at the wind chime, the workmanship of this wind chime is quite exquisite. According to Yongqing's introduction, it was learned that this wind chime was the best craftsman in the palace, rather than polishing it. When Yongqing was sixteen years old, his father gave her.

"Zhao Can."

"how?"

"...You are a good person and are very righteous. If you were with us, I would definitely reward you very much. But now, I can only give you this wind chime... Why are you staring at me?"

"I think all your outfits should be worth tens of millions."

"Wow, greedy."

In the afternoon, Zhao Can originally wanted to take them to the museum to see cultural relics, but was worried that the two of them would fall in love with each other, so he gave up his thoughts.

Yongqing suggested that he wanted to go to the temple to worship and ask the Bodhisattva to bless them to go back. Zhao Can agreed happily to this request.

The three of them came to the temple gate, and the master and servant got out of the car. Yongqing looked up at the temple.

"Fengling Temple?" Yongqing turned around and looked at Zhao Can, smiling sweetly, "This is quite destined."

"That day, my friend and I came here to sautumn and prayed that I would meet a princess. I didn't expect to meet that night, so it's quite effective here." Zhao Can quipped.

"... Then should we blame you for making a wish, otherwise we wouldn't be here? But this Fengling Temple is quite matched with my bracelet name, it's OK. Let's go in and take a look."

Zhao Can bought incense next to him, and the master and servant had already entered the temple step by step.

Today is the second day of the Lunar New Year, and there are many tourists in Fengling Temple.

"The incense is quite strong, ha?"

"This Fengling Temple is very famous. The ancient temple is said to be built in the Ming Dynasty."

"Ming Dynasty? I don't remember hearing it. Maybe it should have been built later. Oh, I don't care anyway, let's go worship the Bodhisattva."

The master and servant walked into the Main Hall to bow devoutly. Zhao Can just bowed the night before, but he didn't bow, so he wandered outside. The abbot saw Zhao Can from a distance. After confirming that it was Zhao Can, he walked over with a smile, "Amitabha, welcome donor Zhao to visit our temple again."

Zhao Can clasped his hands together and bowed, "Master Jiekong has long admired me. Today I am bringing my two friends here."
To be continued...