Seeing that the entire imperial capital was such a decaying scene, Jiang Chuanyue had no interest in continuing to shop, so she shook her head and prepared to go home.

At this moment, suddenly a few thin little beggars on the corner of the street walked timidly in the direction of Jiang Chuanyue with a broken bowl, these little beggars were very small, about six to eight years old, ragged and yellow-skinned.

Maybe they thought in their hearts that the young Jiang Chuanyue might be easier to communicate and more kind than those adults, so they leaned over and begged.

Seeing those few people of unknown origin approaching, even if it was just some children with thin physique, the captain of the guard, Monka, still cautiously blocked in front of Jiang Chuanyue.

The few thin little beggars in ragged clothes suddenly felt a fierce bloody aura rushing towards their faces, and involuntarily took several steps back, looking at the fierce Monka with two eyes in horror.

Looking at the trembling appearance of those thin little beggars, Jiang Chuanyue shook her head and waved her hand at Mengka, signaling him not to be nervous.

"Don't worry, it's just kids."

"Whether it's a child or not, the safety of adults is the most important thing!"

Seeing Meng Ka's serious appearance, Jiang Chuanyue was noncommittal.

Then Jiang Chuanyue took out a few copper plates from his pocket and put them on the broken bowls of the little beggars. It's not that Jiang Chuanyue doesn't want to give more, but that more money will hurt them. Jiang Chuanyue, who has fused the memories of her predecessor, understands that the darkness of the imperial capital is far beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

"Thank you, thank you, your lord!"

Looking at the little beggars' eyes shining with gratitude, and leaving with a thousand thanks, Jiang Chuanyue only felt that there was something wrong in her heart.

In modern society, children of this age are probably good at being coquettish and cute in the arms of their parents, even if they are orphans, there will be a kind old dean, how can it be like the Hokage and this world? Hungry and cold, he ate the last meal but did not eat the next, and no one knew that he died like a wild dog.

Looking at the departing backs of the elated little beggars, Jiang Chuanyue suddenly found a bright pink in the corner of her eyes.

"Huh? Is that? ”

It was a little girl, about eight or nine years old, with her head bowed, her thin body curled up in a corner of the street, her clothes as tattered as any other little beggar, and strangely pink hair.

Involuntarily, Jiang Chuanyue walked in the direction of the girl.

As if sensing someone approaching, the girl raised her head and looked at Jiang Chuanyue blankly.

After walking up to the girl, he squatted down, and then pulled out a few more money, and at the same time took the girl's hand and put it in her palm.

"Let's go buy something to eat." Jiang Chuanyue said to her in the most gentle tone possible.

"Thank you...... Thank you. The girl was visibly overwhelmed, and her voice was as low as a mosquito.

"It's nothing, your hair is so beautiful."

The girl looked into Jiang Chuanyue's eyes for the first time, and there was some light flashing in her eyes, as if she was urgent, and like longing: "You...... Don't you hate me? ”

"How so? Why should I hate you? ”

Seeing Jiang Chuanyue's puzzled look, the girl lowered her head again, and muttered in a voice smaller than a mosquito, "Because...... Because I'm alien, and ...... And the hair is still an ominous red. ”

"Really, what about the interracial? I haven't seen anything other when I'm that old. And your pink hair is so cute. ”

Jiang Chuanyue laughed, and her right hand involuntarily touched the top of the little girl's head.

The little girl shrunk her slender neck, like a little beast being caressed.

Looking at the cute appearance of the little girl, Jiang Chuanyue suddenly became interested:

"Nice to meet you, can you tell me your name?"

The little girl's face suddenly flushed red, and she whispered in a low voice, "I...... My name is Mayin......"

At this moment, Jiang Chuanyue's face was still calm, but there were turbulent waves in her heart.

Mayne? Is it the arrogant and poor-breasted girl Ma Yin in the Night Raid Organization?

The user of the Emperor's Romantic Fort Pumpkin, when saving the lover + the protagonist's Tazmi, finally killed General Bud with one shot, although in the end Ma Yin also died of exhaustion, but both its combat power and explosive power belong to the top rank.

However, what Jiang Chuanyue was thinking in her mind at the moment was: Is this Mayin? The future tsundere poor milk Ma Yin turned out to be such a quiet and lovely little girl when she was a child? I really want to take it home and raise it......

So Jiang Chuanyue said: "Mayin? What a nice name! Now, Mayne, do you want to be a guest at my house? ”

"But...... But ......"

"It's nothing, let's go together, I don't have any relatives at home anyway."

Without waiting for Ma Yin to say anything to refuse, Jiang Chuanyue grabbed Ma Yin's little hand, and the two small figures disappeared at the end of the street corner.

......

Born on the western border, the mixed-race Mayne was born with long pink hair, and this obvious alien ancestry brought misfortune to her childhood, with her peers rejecting her, disgusting her, and isolating her.

If other people's childhood was sunny, then Mayne's childhood was gray.

Every time she hears the joyful slapstick of her peers outside the house, she imagines that she can be one of the joyful laughter like silver bells, and she can chase and play with her peers freely.

It's really cruel, what others can easily get, she can get in fantasy. The real Mayne could only hide under the corner of the window, lift the corner of the curtain, and look enviously at the cheerful figures in the orange sun.

She didn't dare to go over, and she couldn't pass. In every group of children, there will be a weak person who is spurned, and she is the weak person who is bullied.

Soon after, both of her parents were gone, and the last warm haven for her collapsed.

The empty house and the cold gaze of the villagers made her make a decision: go to the imperial capital.

The imperial capital, I heard that it is the most prosperous place in the entire empire, and I heard that the hearts of the people there contain the entire empire. There, perhaps, you can find someone who does not discriminate against other races and is willing to be friends with you......

However, reality gave her another heavy blow.

The arrogant people of the Imperial Capital, along with the countrymen of the clan, are regarded as dirt buns, how can they identify with a foreign race with savage blood?

The money was cheated out, and she could only live on the streets.

She was barefoot, huddled in the streets, watching the lights of the entire imperial capital come on and the flow of people passing by.

There are many people in the imperial capital at night, coming and going, and the crowd is like a black river flowing in the lights.

It's just that neither the bright lights nor the surging flow of people can expel the deep loneliness in her heart......

A young man walked in her direction, and she was a little frightened, afraid that another person had come to her for fun.

Although she was often spit on and abused, she had never gotten used to the feeling of being disgusted, but felt more and more disgusted.

She was ready to be ridiculed, spit, or abused by the young man, but the young man was extraordinarily gentle to her......

She was dazed, she was overwhelmed.

Then, she got the first smile from the teenager other than her parents......

The boy said, "...... Mayne, are you going to come to my house as a guest......"

At that moment, her tears almost fell out......

"Are you going to run away?" She thought to herself as the boy took her hand.

It's not been a short time to come to the imperial capital, she hasn't been deceived by human traffickers to some places, so she naturally has a certain sense of vigilance, what if the teenager is a bad person?

But his palms are so warm......

Ma Yin finally didn't break away from Jiang Chuanyue's palm and ran away, but unconsciously, she clenched the hand that was holding her......