She Wants Her Memories

"Well, that's very easy. We'll just get someone to smash all the stores." Feng Qingtian kissed her forehead affectionately, not expecting such a trivial request.

Gu Bailu shook her head. "No, we're civilized people. We shouldn't be rude. Lowly creatures like me need money more than anything, and since we aren't short of money, we'll just hire all the craftsmen in Pale Emperor City who know their trade."

"What kind of craftsmen are we talking about?"

"Any kind. Jugglers, gardeners, fishermen, cooks, servants… anything."

Feng Qingtian couldn't see the point, but since Gu Bailu wanted that, he simply let her do it.

Feng Qingtian gave the instructions, and never doubted his decision.

In his embrace, Gu Bailu felt sorry. She wondered why she couldn't repay the man who was so nice to her with her whole heart.

Sometimes, even she felt that she was an unreasonable minx.