The two of them were hugging each other in the middle of the street, which was clearly a bit improper.
Lin Heng simply swept her into his arms and carried her away, heading to a fairly bustling Flower Pavilion at the end of the street.
Don't get the wrong idea—every girl here was a poor soul displaced by war. They had gathered together to do whatever work they could, merely to support themselves.
"Lin Bao, how can we come to a place like this?"
"It doesn't look very proper."
Influenced by Ancestor Yao, Little Senior Sister's impression of places like Flower Pavilions had only grown worse and worse.
Lin Heng rubbed her head and said gently, "Little Senior Sister, don't be so honest. If I'm not mistaken, Second Senior Sister and the others should be looking for me, right? Don't you want to spend some time alone with your Little Junior Brother?"
"Of course I do." Leng Qingyun blurted out.
Though her reaction was half a beat slow, she understood why Lin Heng had brought her here—because no one would ever think that the two of them had secretly slipped off to a Flower Pavilion.
"Hehehe, Lin Bao really is smart."
There were many women in the Flower Pavilion, but hardly any customers came by.
Quite a few people even treated the place as an inn. After all, lodging was provided free of charge—though only for women.
It was also to prevent riots from breaking out in the city. In times like these, ordinary people had no way to farm or cultivate immortal-seed spirit fields, but they still had to eat, didn't they?
In order to maintain public order in cities across the continent, the Heavenly Mystery Imperial Office had established unified standards, following the example of the Heavenly Mystery