Thief and Concubine: The Princess Attacks the Overlord's Mansion

Chapter 3 The Thief Meets the Prince, Run [1]

"How can there be such a cheap thing? If I don't get this chick today, my surname will not be Ma." A group of people gathered around him.

Seeing that the matter had come to this point, Wang Ziang fought with a group of people, and Lan Yunuan hid behind him and evaded everywhere.

But as a lady, I have never experienced this kind of scene before. Lan Yunuan made a mistake, and her bent body suddenly straightened up due to walking. So, a stick came from behind, which originally landed on Wang Ziang's back. , landed on her neck.

With a buzzing sound, she felt a warm liquid flow out of the back of her head, and then the world became quiet, and the noise around her disappeared in an instant. She bent her legs and slowly turned around on the ground, and finally saw the dim yellow The street lamps shone with a warm light. It turned out that she still had a lot of nostalgia for the world.

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Time travel is the same as reincarnation, it is a technical job, if you wear it well, you are a queen, you are a princess, you are a princess, if you don’t wear it well, you can only be with a bad old man in the mountains. Up above, he finally became a thief. Although he was said to be the best thief in the world, he was still a thief.

"Ahhh, old man, I can't take it anymore. I don't want to stay in the mountains anymore. I want to go out and explore the rivers and lakes. I want to go out and find handsome guys to have babies." So the 16-year-old Lan Yunuan kicked the old man for a while. feet, went down the mountain alone.

And this journey lasted for four years.

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From the sea in the east to the Jiangnan water town, there are beautiful mountains and a lake. The lake stretches for thousands of miles and is rich in aquatic products. The nearby residents have lived by the water for generations.

Just like at this moment, thousands of fishing boats are floating in every corner on the lake. When the anchor is thrown, the net is cast, and after a while, a large basket of fish will be received in the bag.

"Old Wang, today's harvest is good." Two fishing boats passed by, and a fisherman said, looking at a large piece of fish on board.

"That's right. The weather is fine today, and luck is good. Let's cast another net and go back to eat later." Another fisherman said with a smile as he nimbly moved the knotted net line with his fingers.

Hearing what he said, the previous fisherman immediately shook his head and said, "Forget about it today. I just saw a big boat coming in front of me. It looked like a high-ranking official. I guess I thought about crossing the water section of the Confucius Temple. If we go to the Yangtze River, fishermen will probably be caught to lead the way again, so we can avoid such a life-threatening job."

"Oh? Is this really the case?" The last fisherman looked back and saw a big boat approaching not far away, and said, "Okay, go back quickly."

After a while, the fishermen seemed to have made an appointment, and the lively lake suddenly became deserted.

And at this moment, on the deck of the big ship, a man in purple was standing at the very front of the ship, with his hands crossed behind his back, his eyes fixed on the front, and he could see the waves in the distance.

The lake wind blew, and the man's ink-like black hair floated backwards along the wind direction, dancing up and down in the air. Although his purple robe was a little loose, under the influence of the wind, he could vaguely see his strong body and slender legs. figure.

(End of this chapter)