When Liu Niang heard this, her lips moved slightly.

She touched her intact face and whispered, "Yes, without him, I can still live." ”

"That's right." Chen Mengtian took the pen and paper on the table and walked in front of Liu Niang, "Sign it." ”

Looking at the handwriting on the paper, Liu Niang's smile remained unchanged, and she took the pen in Chen Mengtian's hand.

Quickly wrote the word Liu Niang on the paper.

She has no name in her life, and since she entered Yihong Courtyard, the word Liu Niang is her name.

The name followed her for the rest of her life.

The name would be the one she brought into the coffin.

After signing, Liu Niang smiled.

Even though she was embarrassed, she was smiling with all kinds of emotions.

"Handprints."

Chen Mengtian spoke up at this time.

Liu Niang's charming eyes hooked Chen Mengtian, and she reached out to wipe the blood on the ground.

Immediately, a large handprint was pressed on it.

"I haven't asked for the girl's name yet."

Chen Mengtian frowned and looked at the big handprint on the IOU, with dissatisfaction in his eyes.

It's a little dirty.

But it was a bit of a hassle to ask her to write another copy.

Eventually, with a little disgust, she folded the IOU and put it in her sleeve.

"Chen Mengtian." Write your name,

This is an answer to Liu Niang's question.

Chen Mengtian took the pen from Liu Niang's hand and walked towards the door.

"In the future, if you don't have a man in your life, there will be thousands of men to choose from, but don't forget, you still have a creditor."

Liu Niang stood up, looked at Chen Mengtian's back as she left, and was silent.

But there was gratitude, excitement, and adoration in her eyes.

Even though the other party was younger than her, he gave her a second life.

It wasn't until Chen Mengtian's footsteps stepped out of the door and her back disappeared that Liu Niang lowered her eyes and looked at herself.

A strange smile tugged at the corner of her lips.

"Thousands of men ......"

She really liked it.

……

Before Chen Mengtian left the inn, he gave the pen in his hand to the shopkeeper in front of the counter.

After she stepped out of the inn, she did not leave immediately.

Instead, he looked at the Yihong Courtyard not far away.

The huge green building covers a large area and is three stories high, which is very attractive even during the day, because of the red silk hanging around it, it looks extremely eye-catching.

This is the ancient Qinglou, and the women in it have their own hardships and have to be reduced to this place.

After all, in ancient times, women were always the most humble, used to sell for money and settle accounts.

Some are even in order to make money for themselves, in order to live a life that can fill their stomachs.

Chen Mengtian just glanced at Yihong Courtyard a few times indifferently, and then turned to leave.

The direction she went was Yamen.

It's been almost an hour since she left.

I don't know if Jiang Zebei, Chen Qishan, Chen Baojie, and Wang Zhu are in a hurry.

Thinking of this, she suddenly stopped.

She forgot one thing.

Chen Mengtian patted his head and turned his feet to walk down another street.

Soon came to a clothing store.

"Guest officer, please, do you want to buy ready-to-wear or fabric?"

As soon as Chen Mengtian walked into the store, the guys inside immediately welcomed him warmly.

She smiled at the guy, "Buy a piece of material, about nine feet." ”

One meter is equal to three feet.

Chen Mengtian calculated, it was about three meters, after all, Chen Baojie's height was not low.

When the man heard this, he immediately smiled, and led her to the fabric arranged in a shaft.

"Girl, how about you look at these?"

There was a lot of linen cloth on the counter.