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Initially, she was surprised that she had not set foot in the ancient market. However, after walking for a short while, she felt that she was not much different from those movie and television cities, and she even became a little more dilapidated. Gradually, she lost her interest and began to follow her memories to find the route to Carefree Palace.

She did not know where to find Eleven, but she knew he had no relatives in the capital. At most, he had returned to Yi Mansion.

However, since the honored tutor didn't even recognize his own daughter, how could he possibly accept a girl?

Her lover was a fool, and she would only use the stupid method of waiting.

Sooner or later, he would return to the palace to find her, because he knew that his lover was a fool. As his lover, she would not run around, but would only go to a place he was familiar with.

She also knew that Eleven wouldn't abandon her, just like she wouldn't abandon Houlan.

The simpler the person, the more he understood the weight of the promise.

After trying to ask one or two passers-by, she finally found the once famous Carefree Palace. Looking at the broken signboard in front of the house, it was crooked. She couldn't help but think back to when she was married, when the streets were filled with people, bustling with activity.

Now, if a few crows were to cry out, it would become a ghost house for a horror movie.

She stepped onto the stairs and was about to push open the door when a few bailiffs appeared out of nowhere and blocked her path with fiendish expressions. They drew their swords and asked, "Who are you? Why have you come to the Carefree Palace? "

The woman jumped, scratched her head, looked at them stupidly, then asked in a muffled voice, "What, isn't this a temple?"

"Of course not! You can't read! " One of the bailiffs glared at her fiercely.

The woman flinched, then, as if frightened, turned and ran.

The bailiff behind her spat at her back, "Idiot."

She ran all the way across the street and stopped when she reached the corner.

Bending down, he sneaked a peek towards the Carefree Palace from a corner. The bailiff at the entrance had already disappeared without a trace — it was unknown where he had hidden himself.

"The crime of conspiring against us is indeed grave. We can't enter the mansion anymore." She sighed and looked at the busy street in front of her with boredom, "I can't leave, or I'll miss eleven. Do I have to sleep on the streets?"

They had played camping before, but they did have tents.

When he raised his head to look at the sun, it was already past noon. He had not eaten since almost the night before.

Moreover, today was the longest hike in years — it was no surprise that the Elf was hungry.

Hungry and tired.

However, it was strange that she did not have the intention to return to the Pei family. Instead, she did not use her rusty brain to think about a very simple matter. To be more precise, it was the simplest thing after the creation of Pangu's World: How to survive?

Survival was instinct, and after her lover had wracked his brains and failed to do anything about it, she began to make use of her instinct for survival.

I've done it before. Back in college, he worked with his classmates on a thrifty basis.

And that was —

Street sketches.

She looked around and was lucky to see that there was a writing shop diagonally across the street. Inside the shop, there was a complete set of paper, ink, and ink.

Although he did not have the money, he could only go in and give it a try. He hoped that he would encounter Eleven in a few days.

As she thought of this, she slowly walked into the store. When she saw the owner, she honestly said, "I don't have any money — err … silver. But I can paint a portrait of you, and design a signboard for you. If you can credit it to me …"

"Oh, young lady. The things that you want have been prepared for you in this shop. Look young lady, they are all top quality goods." The shopkeeper didn't wait for her to say anything. He took out a bunch of things and fawned over her.

Her lover was stunned and puzzled. However, under the warm welcome from the shop owner, she still carried those things in her arms.

It was like saving a life in a river.

After setting up the wooden frame, Yi Ren sat in a corner like she had in his previous life, waiting for customers to come knocking on her door.

However, in the dynasty, there were people who sold calligraphy and paintings, but the painting business was not completed yet. The girl just waited and waited with a pen container and paper until the sun went down and the afterglow shone through the sky, but there was no business at all.

Without business, there was no money. Without money, there was no food. This was a simple causal link.

Just as her lover was about to give up on 'waiting on a tree for a rabbit' and stand up and shout a few times, the first business deal finally came.

The customer bent down and looked at his lover, who was starving to death. "Painting?"

"Right." Her lover's spirit was roused. As she answered, she raised her head.

Then, she saw Pei Ruochen.

Pei Ruochen, still dressed in her morning attire, smiled at her and sat on a stone block opposite her. "How much for one?"

"You can give it to me however you want." "Yes," the woman replied.

"Alright, go ahead and draw." Pei Ruochen said as she casually posed herself like a typical guest.

His wife did not hesitate as she picked up the wooden frame and began to work seriously.

Pei Ruochen had always been very quiet. He was a very good customer. He didn't press her or pick her out, and just sat there with his hands on his knees as he watched her silently.

She looked at the hair that hung down her forehead, stopping her blurry yet clear eyes.

Even if he set up a stall and performed well, he still wouldn't return to the Pei Mansion and let him take care of it?

Why?

Pei Ruochen thought that she knew her lover, but she didn't.

"Yes." When the afterglow completely fell into the western mountains, the lover looked up happily and handed the drawing to Pei Ruochen.

Pei Ruochen received it. The man in the painting was in the afterglow of the setting sun, his face was hidden in the shadows, and his eyes were warm and graceful.

She could easily pick out his demeanor, his most beautiful demeanor.

"Well done. A hundred taels worth it." Pei Ruochen took out a bundle and handed it over to her.

The lover did not retreat. Instead, he accepted it as a matter of course and sincerely said, "Thank you for your visit."

Pei Ruochen faintly smiled and did not say anything else. She kept the painting, bowed slightly and left.

"Take care, welcome to come again." After he walked a few steps, he heard another formal shout from behind him.

Pei Ruochen did not know whether to laugh or cry. Lowering her head, she smiled and finally walked away.

When Pei Ruochen had left, she could no longer be seen. She then picked up the purse and put it on a cushion, feeling delighted.

A painting worth a hundred taels was not worth as much as the top scholar of the current era, and his lover knew it as well.

However, she wasn't the kind of person who talked blindly. The silver that came to her door was absolutely not something to be fooled about.

Her former lover was a fool.

She wasn't.

With her purse bulging, her lover's heart was at peace. She put away the easel and walked back into the ink shop.

When the shop owner saw her, he once again greeted her with a smile. "Lady, what else do you want?"

She took out a slightly smaller piece of silver from her purse and gave it to the boss as well, "Actually, I didn't order these. I just borrowed them, sorry, I took them out."

"Is young lady surnamed Yi?" the owner asked.

Her lover nodded. "Yes."

"That's you. This is what the young master instructed me to give to Miss Yi." the owner confirmed.

"But …" Yi Ren tilted his head and asked puzzledly, "How did you know I was Miss Yi?"

"Your shoes." The owner said with a smile, "These shoes made solely by the Imperial Fortress are Miss Yi's mark."

Her lover acted as if he had suddenly come to a realization as he thanked her and walked out again with a pile of things.

After strolling on the street for a long time, her lover seemed to have wandered into an alley. She looked around, then squatted down, took off her embroidered shoes and carefully examined them in her hands.

As expected, the workmanship was excellent and the color was comfortable.

The person looking after her must be Pei Ruochen.

The lover hesitated, then put it back on.

The sky was getting darker, so where in the world was an inn?

She touched her stomach that was flat from starvation and finally moved to a neat and tidy looking inn.

It was already late in the night. The lanterns of the tavern had been hung up. The words' welcoming tavern 'were shining brightly in the darkness of the night.

Logically speaking, all the inns should have closed their doors at this time, but tonight was very abnormal. When the servant stood in front of the inns, she saw a waiter with his neck hunched and rolling up his sleeves, looking around, waiting for someone.

As soon as the servant appeared in front of him, the waiter came up to him with a slobbering face. He shook the towel and said to Qian'er, "Miss, we have prepared a good guest room. We have been waiting for you."

Her lover froze for a moment, then pointed at herself. "Me?"

"You are Miss Yi, right?" The waiter asked.

The lover nodded and looked at him in confusion.

"Miss Yi, this way please." The waiter was overjoyed, leading the way with a slightly flattering manner, "The dishes and hot water are all prepared for the girl."

Her lover wanted to ask something, looked down at his shoes, and said nothing.

It was also arranged by Pei Ruochen?

I didn't expect him to be so capable. Could it be that all the shops in the city have already called out to him?

She felt that she was holding a gold card that she didn't even need to swipe. She could openly consume the entire city without spending a single cent.

Pursing her lips, she still walked into the hall without a trace of politeness. As expected, there was a sumptuous table waiting for her. Having been hungry for the whole day, she immediately put down her guard and started wolfing down her food.

However, since everything had been arranged so well, why would Pei Ruochen give him a hundred taels of silver?

Her lover was confused.

But very soon, she stopped thinking about it. When she finished the last mouthful of soup, she felt as if her head was drunk. She looked at the waiter in front of her and it felt like there were multiple shadows, getting more and more blurry, until she could no longer see clearly.

She threw herself onto the table, knocking over the porcelain bowl with her hand.

A dark figure came out of the back hall, curled his fingers, stroked his chin, and looked at her coldly.

Prime Minister's Estate.

Pei Ruochen bid her farewells to her father, Pei Linfeng. Just as he was about to board the carriage and return to his own Prince Consort Mansion, a swift and nimble shadow appeared before him, kneeling in the shadow of the carriage.

"What's wrong?" Pei Ruochen asked.

"Young Master, something has happened. A Xin who was sent to follow Miss Yi was found killed in a street full of slops just now." The black shadow hurriedly replied.

Pei Ruochen was startled and remained silent for a moment. Then, she instructed the coachman: "Turn around and go to the South Sky Tea House."

"Young master …" The black shadow seemed to want to stop him, so it kneeled down and took a step forward, blocking his path. "Young Master, please reconsider."

"I know my limits. Go back and tell the princess that I have matters to attend to tonight, so I won't be returning home for the time being." After Pei Ruochen finished speaking, she jumped into the carriage, raised her whip and headed towards the abandoned South Sky Tea House.