The harbor market is the most prosperous place in this city-state.
In addition to the trading of some daily necessities and food, there was also slave trade.
An Yeran rode on a white horse, holding a honey leaf in her mouth, and walked slowly towards the market entrance. She didn't go shopping much yesterday, so she came to buy some things she wanted today.
People come and go, busy with their own things.
An Yeran got off the horse, tied it in a stable at the entrance of the market, and ordered someone to bring some hay to feed it.
The boy followed the girl and stood at the door, frowning slightly, as if he didn't really want to go in.
After all, this is not a good place for him.
An Yeran noticed his mood and said, "Wait for me outside. I'll ask the servant to buy you something delicious."
After saying that, she turned and walked towards the market, but before she took a few steps, her wrist was grabbed by the boy.
An Yeran turned around and asked, "What's wrong?"
The young man pursed his lips, looked at her quietly with his brown eyes, and said slowly: "I want to follow you."
The sound was still dry, but it sounded much better than before.
"But..." An Yeran was about to refuse, but the boy interrupted her and repeated: "I, want to follow you."
The tone was firm, with a hint of stubbornness.
The girl was silent for two seconds, and finally said helplessly: "Okay."
She withdrew her hand, but before she took two steps, she was pulled back by the boy again.
"I want you to hold on, safer. Okay?" He spoke in broken sentences with some difficulty.
The boy's grip was not very strong, and there was a hint of anticipation in his grip of her wrist.
Perhaps because she had suffered too much as a slave in the past, the child was a little cautious when treating her.
That won't work.
If he can't be trained to be more righteous, how will the people from the Holy See get through?
An Yeran said, "Xiu, you don't have to beg me like this."
"Now that you have taken the position of Earl, remember that you are no longer a lowly slave, but a powerful and wealthy Earl of Navia. Do you understand?"
The boy frowned, seeming not to understand.
An Yeran sighed. That was right. With such a huge change in identity within one day, no one could adapt so quickly. She was just too impatient.
An Yeran took the boy's hand and said, "Let's go."
In the market, the busy crowd bowed and greeted the girl as soon as they saw her coming in.
Even those who had things in their hands put them down immediately.
An Yeran didn't even raise his eyelids, and pulled the young man forward.
Normally, anyone would be extremely surprised to be suddenly saluted by so many people. However, the boy walking beside the girl did not show any sign of discomfort. His eyes were lazy and a little bored, as if he thought this was a very normal thing.
But when the girl turned her head to look at him, her brown eyes were suddenly filled with uneasiness and a little fear.
An also understood and said with a smile: "Don't worry, there will be more people kneeling before you in the future."
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