Capítulo 1083: Chapter 853: What a Fiancée Should Do (Part 2)

Ye Jiuyou stood up, looked at herself in the mirror, and wiped away the blood at the corner of her mouth. The person in the mirror appeared even paler due to the injury, as if the rouge and lipstick applied earlier had lost their meaning. Ye Jiuyou looked at herself for a long time before slowly taking out cosmetics and touching up her makeup.

Since he likes seeing this more human-like appearance… then so be it.

Unknowingly, dawn was approaching.

Ye Jiuyou left the Abyss and ascended to the surface. Just as she appeared on the ground, the first ray of sunlight peeked over the horizon.

This wasn’t a Martial Arts Image, but rather that she had timed the dawn precisely. Meeting at dawn, to him, meant a proper, serious discussion, didn’t it?

When she appeared in front of him, Zhao Changhe opened his eyes from his cultivation. Seeing her finished makeup, he gave a bright smile: “Good morning.”

This was the first time she had taken the initiative to dress up nicely to meet him… This act seemingly has a special expression in human society: women dress up for those they love.

Ye Jiuyou sat calmly in front of him, handing over her translation: “Give this to Piaomiao.”

Zhao Changhe took it without looking and asked: “How are your injuries?”

“I’m fine.”

“Shall we go have breakfast then?”

Ye Jiuyou: “?”

Zhao Changhe said: “Were you thinking of saying you don’t need to eat?”

Ye Jiuyou expressionlessly said: “Were you thinking of saying I don’t need to wear makeup, but I still did to show you, so I don’t need to eat but can still accompany you for a meal?”

“You’re quick to respond now…” Zhao Changhe laughed: “But that’s not all.”

“Then what is it?”

“Always sitting face to face like this to talk is too serious and rigid… Ordinary friends chat over breakfast tea and such, and with the current state of our relationship…”

“Friends?”

“What do you want it to be?”

Ye Jiuyou’s expression remained unchanged.

Zhao Changhe stood up with a smile and said: “Even if it’s not with friends, couples certainly don’t sit face to face like this. So whether friends or whatever you hope for… let’s go have breakfast.”

Ye Jiuyou calmly said: “It’s what you hope for.”

Zhao Changhe smiled: “It’s what I hope for.”

But you didn’t object.

Ye Jiuyou also thought of this latter part… She almost forgot what excuse he used to divert her at first when he directly expressed his interest in her.

But today’s Ye Jiuyou wasn’t as emotional as in the past few days, still calm: “Still Chang’an?”

“Anywhere is fine this time, you choose.”

“…then Chang’an.”

“Then disguise yourself a bit like before. This gauzy undergarment look, only I get to see it now.”

Ye Jiuyou’s expression turned strange, feeling that men were utterly absurd, indulging in pointless whims. Yet she clearly didn’t want to be seen by others like this either, so she silently transformed her inner garment.

Zhao Changhe took Ye Jiuyou’s hand, and with a simultaneous flicker, space twisted and they arrived in Chang’an.

The morning market had just opened, and the streets were still sparsely populated. The two randomly found a restaurant on the second floor, sitting at a table by the railing. Zhao Changhe ordered some pastries and two glasses of milk, while Ye Jiuyou just tilted her head to watch the street scene below.

“If you won’t eat, shall I feed you?” Zhao Changhe sat beside her, stretching out his hand to place a pastry at her lips: “Try it, human food is quite tasty, not just cotton candy.”

Ye Jiuyou seemed lost in thought, subconsciously taking a light bite of the pastry as it reached her lips.

It was soft, sweet, and indeed delicious.

Her thoughts finally returned a bit, seeing Zhao Changhe feeding her pastries, with the waiter beside them grinning.

Just then, a few more people came upstairs. The affair between King Zhao and Miss Li strolling in Chang’an had become well known, and based on the descriptions of their appearance, they were quickly recognized: “Isn’t that King Zhao and Miss Li over there?”

“It should be, they say she wore a purple dress that day.”

“They are so sweet…”

“I never would have thought that the legendary King Zhao, ruthless and fierce, could also be so tender and affectionate.”

“Miss Li is really fortunate.”

Zhao Changhe glanced at Ye Jiuyou, who showed no reaction.

Zhao Changhe then softly said: “You chose to come to Chang’an, knowing that continuing this way, a marriage pact might be inevitable. At least this identity as Miss Li belongs to me, Zhao Changhe, bringing Guanglong under control without a fight.”

“Yes.” Ye Jiuyou said lightly: “To repay your help last night, Guanglong is gifted to you.”

“Even if others regard you as my wife?”

Ye Jiuyou remained silent, slowly drinking a cup of milk on her own.

The looks and discussions from the other day had greatly displeased her, a chill in her tone. But today, there was no such displeasure… Whether she truly intended to gift him Guanglong by coming to Chang’an, or was simply enjoying the image of “King Zhao’s tenderness” in others’ eyes, Ye Jiuyou did not know.

Lost in thought, she lowered the cup, leaving a trace of milk at the corner of her mouth. Next to her, Zhao Changhe naturally reached out to wipe it away.

Ye Jiuyou turned to look at him, meeting Zhao Changhe’s gentle eyes.

“Ah~” The whispers from people nearby sounded distant, as if coming from far, far away.

Zhao Changhe’s voice softly echoed in her ear: “Just as if in the role of Miss Li… shouldn’t you do what a Miss Li should do? Otherwise, in others’ eyes, you’re too cold, and it makes me lose face…”

Ye Jiuyou hesitated for a moment, then picked up a piece of pastry and offered it to Zhao Changhe.

Zhao Changhe smiled as he took a bite, softly saying: “Thank you, my dear.”

His voice seemed low, yet it accurately reached everyone present. Ye Jiuyou knew he was pulling this little trick, but said nothing, only giving him a sidelong glance.

Consequently, people’s chuckles were left uncovered: “So sweet…”