A childhood sweetheart cannot bear the love of a bamboo horse

Chapter 719 The Fourth Day (27)

On the fourth day, Mo Xiaoqiu couldn't bear it any longer, and really wanted to go for a walk in the city, find out the situation, and then decide when to leave.Xiang Feng'er temporarily asked for a set of men's clothes, short shirts made of coarse cloth, no need to look at them as civilian clothes.

Mo Xiaoqiu took a look at Coke.
She didn't want to pretend to be a Pianpianjia young man, to attract attention, and to touch her little face narcissistically. Once she went out, she must have committed a crime.I found another wind hat and simply hid my hair.

I have a few pieces of broken silver in my pocket, plus stolen jewelry. I heard that there were pawnshops in ancient times, so I went around and exchanged money if the situation was better.

She already knew from Feng'er that there was a "camp of official prostitutes" accompanying the army in the imperial court, and it was estimated that the jewelry she stole belonged to that prostitute.I didn't feel guilty at all after hearing it. Conscience doesn't work for her, Mo Xiaoqiu.

"It's called survival of the fittest, fuck it, I'm ass guilty!" In the modern era, the only thief is the weak, but in the ancient times, the first vote is still the weak, so fucking!The only difference is that in ancient times, it felt a bit like a gangster with his head.No matter how messed up in modern times, life safety is always guaranteed a little bit.

Mo Xiaoqiu walked around the city for a while. The city is not big and not prosperous, but the residents are very happy.
She seemed to be wandering around with nothing to do, but she was actually looking for a suitable pawnshop, and after wandering around, she realized that there was only one pawnshop.She was not in a hurry to go in, and sat down in a corner by the window in the teahouse opposite the pawnshop.

After sitting for a long time, no one came to say hello.But the table next to him was talking about something, Mo Xiaoqiu listened attentively, he seemed to be talking about victory, and he also said that King Anling had won the battle, and his troops would return to the court tomorrow.

Only then did Mo Xiaoqiu remember that the atmosphere in the city was different, full of joy.

(End of this chapter)