Chang'an is an ancient imperial capital with a large concentration of merchants and frequent trade exchanges.

Bo Langjun's carriage had stopped outside the imperial city. Luo Jiaojiao opened the window and saw the tall city wall in front of her.

The city gate is towering, and the two large stone characters "Chang'an" are inlaid on the gate.

The soldiers beside the gate were checking the ultimatums or documents of the people entering the city one by one.

"They compared so carefully, can we get by?" Luo Jiaojiao turned around and looked at Bo Langjun with a worried look on her face.

"What? You can't trust me?" Bo Langjun pursed his lips.

"Of course I can trust it!" Luo Jiaojiao smiled unnaturally. She still felt a little uneasy. This is the imperial city after all, can she get through it?

The carriage arrived at the gate of the city and was interrogated. A soldier opened the curtain and looked inside, then looked at the document in his hand.

Luo Jiaojiao's heart suddenly rose to her throat.

"Enter!"

The carriage finally entered the city, and Luo Jiaojiao's anxious heart was relieved.

"I didn't expect you to be so courageous!" Bo Langjun teased.

"That's the only head! Besides, there are so many people attached to it!" Luo Jiaojiao rolled her eyes at Bo Langjun.

"It's good to know! But always keep it in mind! One more thing, Yang Zilan doesn't know martial arts!"

Bo Langjun's words made Luo Jiaojiao stunned: What does this mean?

Jiang Yu drove a carriage to Donglang Tea House on East Street. The steward in the tea house saw Jiang Yu through the window and quickly sent someone to inform the landlady.

"We're here! Remember your identity!" Although Bao Langjun arrived at his place, he didn't want to reveal Luo Jiaojiao's identity, lest something happen to her.

Luo Jiaojiao followed Bao Langjun out of the carriage. A beautiful girl walked out quickly.

Luo Jiaojiao felt her eyes light up, and her gaze rested on the woman's almond-shaped eyes.

The girl was also stunned when she saw Luo Jiaojiao. Although she couldn't see Luo Jiaojiao's face under the veil, her watery eyes were enough to make her feel jealous.

"Huh?" Bo Langjun saw Mrs. Liang staring at Luo Jiaojiao intently, so he hummed to show his severity.

"Master, please!" Mrs. Liang came back to her senses and saluted. The beaded hairpin on her Yaotai bun also swayed twice.

"How is business?" Bo Langjun led Luo Jiaojiao into the shop.

"With Fang Zijun here, it's hard to think about whether you will be prosperous or not!" Lady Liang said with a slight smile.

"That's good! This is Gillian! My new concubine!" Mr. Bo introduced Luo Jiaojiao to Madam Liang.

The smile on Madam Liang's face disappeared, but she still saluted Luo Jiaojiao.

Luo Jiaojiao was sensitively aware that the woman in front of her liked Mr. Bo. She returned the favor and peeked at Mr. Bo. It happened that Mr. Bo was also looking at her, and the two of them looked forward at the same time.

"Ms. Liang! The room is ready!" The steward came to report. He saluted Mr. Bo.

"Mr. Sir! Madam, please!" Madam Liang's voice was a little jerky.

"Let's go there by ourselves! I'll talk to you in detail later!" Bo Langjun took Luo Jiaojiao up the stairs and went straight to the third floor attic.

"Is this tea house your property?" Luo Jiaojiao asked as she walked with her skirt in hand.

"Yes! But don't interfere with the affairs here, and don't get too close to Liang Xiaoqian!" Bao Langjun instructed.

"Is she the boss lady of the shop?" Luo Jiaojiao continued to ask.

"Well! I am just the owner in name, and she is the operator of the tea house." Bo Langjun opened the door and walked in.

"Then how do you divide the profits?" Luo Jiaojiao couldn't help but become curious.

"Why? Are you so interested in money?" Bo Langjun picked up the book on the case, glanced at it, and then put it down.

"No! It's just..."

"Everything belongs to me!" Bo Langjun opened the closet and took out a change of clothes.

"Follow me to the bathroom!" Bo Langjun put the clothes in Luo Jiaojiao's hands.

"You go take a bath! What should I do?" Luo Jiaojiao asked with wide eyes.

"Wait for me to take a bath!" Bo Langjun closed the wardrobe. Although his back was to Luo Jiaojiao, his face was already red.

"No!" Luo Jiaojiao put her clothes on the table and turned around to enter the inner room.

"Since you are my concubine, do what you should do!" Bo Langjun took a deep breath, turned around and shouted to Luo Jiaojiao.

"No! How can I get married in the future?" Luo Jiaojiao turned around and pointed at Bo Langjun and shouted.

"Shh!" Bo Langjun walked to the door, opened it, took a look, and then closed the door tightly.

Luo Jiaojiao couldn't help but take two steps back when she saw Bo Langjun walking towards her with an angry look on his face.

"If you talk nonsense again from now on, I will..." Bao Langjun clenched his fists and growled through gritted teeth.

"I'm telling the truth! After all, we are just putting on a show!" Luo Jiaojiao lowered her head and muttered.

"Then you have to act like it! In other words, you have to get into the role, otherwise something bad will happen sooner or later!" Bo Langjun reminded Luo Jiaojiao.

"Okay! Why don't I just help you take a bath? What's the problem?" Luo Jiaojiao said it very lightly, but she was extremely nervous in her heart.

Luo Jiaojiao held Bo Langjun's clothes and followed him to the bathroom.

In fact, Bo Langjun felt no more relaxed than Luo Jiaojiao. He walked to the door of the bathroom and said to Luo Jiaojiao, "Come in later!"

Luo Jiaojiao stopped. She felt that she couldn't stop sweating.

"It seems that this is the first time you have done such a thing for me! Why don't I do it?" Madam Liang came at some unknown time.

"Serving your husband is the duty of the slave family, so I won't bother you." Luo Jiaojiao also for some reason rejected Madam Liang's kindness.

Bo Langjun, who had already entered the bathtub, listened to Luo Jiaojiao's words word by word, and an imperceptible smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"come in!"

Luo Jiaojiao was stunned for a moment, then quickly walked into the bathroom.

She didn't know that there was a pair of knife-like eyes staring straight at her behind her. If eyes could kill, Luo Jiaojiao's body would probably be riddled with holes.

Water vapor mixed with sweat flowed down Luo Jiaojiao's cheeks and onto her neck. She sniffed, put down the clothes in her hands, and then walked towards the screen.

Bo Langjun closed his eyes and listened to Luo Jiaojiao's footsteps slowly moving towards him. His breathing was a little unsmooth. His hand holding the barrel also became stiff.

Bao Langjun, who had always been unfazed by favors and humiliations, somehow became inexplicably nervous.

Luo Jiaojiao finally turned out of the screen, but she caught sight of Bo Langjun's bare arms in the bathtub. She turned her back quickly, and her heart almost jumped out of her throat.

Mr. Bo wanted to forget it! But when he said it, he said: "The water is getting cold!"

"Yeah!" Luo Jiaojiao took a deep breath, turned around and walked behind Bo Langjun.

"What do you need me to do?" Although Luo Jiaojiao's eyes were looking forward, she felt her face was getting hot.

"Here!" Bo Langjun handed the scarf to Luo Jiaojiao, and then she raised her arm.

"You can wash your arms yourself!" Luo Jiaojiao threw the handkerchief into the tub and sprayed water on Bo Langjun's face.

"Wash your hair!" Bo Langjun moved his body forward. His straight back muscles were well-proportioned and his skin was fair.

Luo Jiaojiao bit her lip and took off the hair crown from Bo Langjun's head, loosening his bun.

The water soaked Bo Langjun's hair. He felt that the hands stroking his bun were so gentle. Is this still the indulgent and willful Luo Jiaojiao? Bo Langjun couldn't help but look up at Luo Jiaojiao.

A drop of tear fell on Bo Langjun's forehead, and his heart twitched suddenly: She could actually cry?
Chapter completed!