Capítulo 1068: Chapter 848: Endgame_2

What exactly is trivial… Ye Jiuyou said speechlessly: “Yet you say that coming to Chang’an indeed has such intentions?”

“The intention is not to conquer Guanglong, but to strengthen the bond between you and me, to the extent that breaking it will come at a cost.” Zhao Changhe turned around, his eyes shining as he looked at her: “What is the big issue? You are my big issue.”

Ye Jiuyou’s heart involuntarily skipped a beat, and she said coldly: “Buying me these mortal women’s ornaments, clothes, cotton candy, can achieve what you call a big issue?”

“Since you think this kind of thing is meaningless, isn’t there no need to refuse, right?” Zhao Changhe, while speaking, was actually constantly eyeing various ready-made clothes until suddenly he reached out and summoned a set of purple garments that was hanging on the wall: “I’ve thought about it thoroughly; suddenly changing to light colors might not suit you, but this set seems alright. The size should be about right, will you try it on?”

The previous dialogue between them was spoken through telepathy, unheard by outsiders, until the last sentence was spoken out loud, immediately someone responded: “This outfit will definitely look good on Miss Li, it perfectly matches her temperament!”

Subconsciously inspecting it, Ye Jiuyou found it was a pure silk long dress with a simple design, entirely purple, adorned only with a few flame-shaped cyan patterns, resembling the vestments of a sect more than an aristocratic lady’s dress. Surely, in this Martial Arts world, having sect-style garments in a ready-made shop is fairly normal… It’s undeniable it indeed complements her aura.

A little girl behind her encouraged: “Miss, try it on for us, I don’t believe our Li Family’s Miss will lose to Tang Wanju.”

Initially intending to refuse, Ye Jiuyou was again irked by these words and “hmphed” once more, then took the garment into the dressing room.

Moments later, the whole garment shop echoed with a low “wow~” of admiration, Zhao Changhe’s eyes shone brightly, staring at Ye Jiuyou as she walked out, unable to look away for a long time.

No matter how simple, it still had some decorative elements, far more than her previous all-black attire. With this long dress, she instantly exuded a goddess vibe, majesty and mystery all apparent. That aside, the key to human-designed attire is that it intentionally highlights the figure, showcasing long legs, slim waist, and curvaceous lines — indeed a rare beauty.

Complemented by the Blue Gemstone on her snow-white neck, it added threefold allure.

Facing Zhao Changhe’s slightly dazed gaze, Ye Jiuyou unexpectedly felt a bit smug inside, and coldly said: “How does it compare to Tang Wanju?”

Since others didn’t know Tang Wanju, they flattered freely: “How could Tang Wanju be as attractive as Miss Li!”

Ye Jiuyou only stared at Zhao Changhe, who could only say: “Each has their merits.”

Tang Wanju wouldn’t wear such figure-flattering clothes; aristocratic ladies rarely choose such styles, preferring the Flowing Cloud Water Sleeve attire with its flowing bands. When it comes to who looks better, it’s genuinely hard to determine, one being a celestial flower in heaven, the other a demon flower from hell.

Seeing Zhao Changhe even hesitated to say behind her back that she looked better than Tang Wanju, Ye Jiuyou huffed again, and stepped out the door.

My opponent is Ye Wuming, why compare me to some mortal woman?

Entirely forgetting that not long ago, when strategizing the southeastern movements, she had praised Tang Wanju highly, now her appraisal of Tang Wanju had plummeted to rock bottom…

Poor Tang Wanju, in the Capital City, having done nothing, inexplicably hit full of holes like a sieve.

Zhao Changhe swiftly handed an ingot to the shop owner, about to chase outside, the owner discreetly handed him a small package: “A small token of respect.”

Zhao Changhe felt it, soft: “What’s this?”

The shopkeeper whispered: “It’s a dudou… since his wife hasn’t used one, we can only assist King Zhao this much…”

“Ahem.” Zhao Changhe accepted it with righteous composure: “Thanks, if someone bullies you, mention my name.”

Saying so, he dashed outside, only to find Ye Jiuyou hadn’t gone far, quietly standing aside, watching a group of horsemen rushing over in the distance.

The group swiftly approached, kneeling neatly from afar: “Miss.”

Ye Jiuyou looked up into the distance; the bustling market grew silent because of this spectacle, shoppers obediently hiding at the street sides, many stands packed up, even those knocked over stayed untouched.

Feeling uneasy with this stark contrast, Ye Jiuyou coldly asked: “Who allowed you to come?”

“King Qin heard that Miss is here, specially sent us to comply with orders and ensure safety.”

“With the Heavenly List’s number one by my side, do I need you useless folks for safety?”

The leader wiped his sweat, saying: “King Zhao’s presence demands respect. It’s near dusk, King Qin asks whether King Zhao will join Miss to dine in the palace.”

Ye Jiuyou’s gaze past them, landed on the cotton candy stall in the distance, her eyes slightly distracted, she said after a while: “Never mind, I have matters to discuss with King Zhao, you all may return.”

“Yes.”

“Wait.” Ye Jiuyou stopped the retreating guards: “There’s a human trafficker at the street corner there, just injured by King Zhao, unable to move, still there now. Take him back and investigate, if there’s a gang, eliminate them together.”

“Yes.” The guards soon left, but the marketplace no longer regained its former liveliness.

Zhao Changhe said nothing, helping to right several toppled stalls.

Ye Jiuyou also said nothing, casually strolled to the cotton candy stall, bought two sticks, turned and handed one to Zhao Changhe.

The two ate their candy, turned synchronously, and headed out of the city.

The sky ablaze with evening clouds, a clear breeze blowing, skirts gently fluttering.