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When they left the bird shop.

Zhao Huai carried a birdcage in his left hand, a bottle of wine in his right hand, and took a sip from time to time.

He had initially planned to put this myna bird in the black ring, but suddenly realized that the ring couldn’t contain living things, so he had to carry it in his hand.

“This Xiaoyao Wine really has a genuine taste.”

Zhao Huai finished a mouthful, smacked his lips, and chuckled lightly.

He wasn’t addicted to drinking, but occasionally, it could be used as a beverage to quench his thirst.

He picked up the birdcage and couldn’t help muttering, “Can you be a bit more energetic? Just move a bit.”

Unfortunately, the myna bird still had no energy, lying there with only occasional wing flutters.

“Never mind.”

Zhao Huai temporarily gave up and decided to investigate further when he got home.

In the following time, Zhao Huai walked around and shopped, spending a long time buying almost everything needed.

Then he threw them all into the black ring, which fortunately had a spacious interior and had plenty of room to accommodate these items.

As he passed by a fine attic in the middle of the busy streets, he caught sight of the sign “Huachun Room”. It was clear from the entrance that the shop mainly served women, with all kinds of colorful fabrics, underwear, Rouge and other items on display.

Zhao Huai suddenly realized that Madam seemed to have very few really nice clothes apart from the usual white gauze dresses and plain blue skirts she wore.

Compared to those elegant young ladies from noble families, Madam’s wardrobe was indeed lacking.

There’s a saying, right?

A woman who can be found with money, don’t get serious, but a woman who can be found with true feelings, give her more money.

Zhao Huai felt this was reasonable and completely agreed.

So without hesitation, he walked into the shop.

As soon as he stepped in, the female shopkeeper followed, her eyes shining at the sight of Zhao Huai’s handsome appearance, as if she was a hungry wolf seeing meat.

It wasn’t the shopkeeper’s fault for being calculating. Most of the clients who came to this shop were women, and they tended to have a keen eye. Men were different, as they usually chose things for their loved ones or wives, and they were more generous in their purchases.

“Young master must be selecting items for his sweetheart,” the shopkeeper approached with a warm and friendly tone.

Zhao Huai smiled faintly and nodded, “Indeed, I’m choosing some beautiful clothes for my wife.”

“Madam, please bring out some beautiful skirts you have.” “Alright! Please follow me upstairs, young master.”

The shopkeeper’s smile deepened as she led the way.

Zhao Huai followed her to the second floor, which was just as spacious as the first floor.

There were even better quality clothes and more styles available here, such as one-piece dresses, slit skirts, and various other designs that were too numerous to count.

He believed his taste in clothing and sense of aesthetics were far ahead of this era, having seen all sorts of beautiful clothes before.

He chose a moon-white one-piece dress from the silver silk workshop in Jiangnan, and a smoky-colored gown made of Shu embroidery. He intentionally opted for less vibrant colors because his wife was gentle on the outside but tough on the inside. Subtle colors could complement her dignified and ethereal aura perfectly.

Zhao Huai decisively picked a few dresses and then turned his attention to the underwear.

“Do you sell intimate clothing here?”

“We do, right here.”

The shopkeeper saw Zhao Huai pick several high-quality dresses, and her smile grew even wider.

“The young master must really love the Madam. It’s rare for men to personally come here to buy intimate clothing.”

Intimate clothing referred to women’s underwear in ancient times, which represented uncleanness, and that’s why the shopkeeper said so. Zhao Huai didn’t mind and maintained a composed demeanor.

“It’s all here.”

The shopkeeper opened a wooden cabinet, revealing a compartment filled with intimate clothing.

However, Zhao Huai glanced briefly and shook his head dissatisfied.

These were too conservative, not to mention the outdated style. Apparently, some things were still unexpectedly lagging.

“Madam, these are too ordinary. Do you have anything more…you know.”

The shopkeeper, being experienced, instantly understood, “The young master means…something with more appeal?”

“Exactly. “The shopkeeper showed a meaningful expression on her face and said seriously,

“Of course we do, but I have to go to the back warehouse to get it. Young master, why don’t you tell me Madam’s size so I can pick out the right one?”

“Size?”

Zhao Huai muttered under his breath and unconsciously spread his fingers wide, making a considerable curve as he compared it to the underwear in front of him.

He pointed at a piece and said, “About this size.”

“Okay, please wait a moment, young master.” As Zhao Huai was waiting, a young woman walked up the nearby stairs.

She was no more than twenty years old, with a delicate and pretty appearance, a dot of red vermilion on her forehead, and a beautiful mole under her right

eye.

She had willow-like eyebrows, almond-shaped eyes, and blood-colored lips.

She wore a cherry red chest-high dress with blue embroidered shoes on her feet. A small bun was tied behind her head, and the rest of her soft black hair fell over her shoulders. A peach blossom pendant dangled from her tender earlobes.

The woman in the dress looked around at the clothes on display with a scrutinizing gaze.

However, she shook her head after only a few glances.

“Ha ha, such a grown man buying underwear for a woman! Are you not ashamed?”

Although her voice was pleasant and crisp, it was also a bit sassy and sharp-tongued.

Upon hearing her voice, Zhao Huai lazily turned his head, glanced at her, and said indifferently,

“None of your business.”

“You!”

The woman in the dress was choked by Zhao Huai’s words, her expression stunned as her face immediately turned ugly. No one had ever spoken to her in such a tone.

“Young master, they are ready.”

Soon, the shopkeeper came out holding several colorful pieces of clothing. The visible corners had various exquisitely embroidered patterns, evidently not ordinary.

Zhao Huai’s eyes lit up, and without inspecting them, he calmly said,

“I’ll take them all. Let’s settle the bill.”

“Alright.”

The shopkeeper happily packaged the beautiful underwear and handed them to Zhao Huai.

However, the woman in the dress followed him relentlessly, demanding Zhao

Huai.

“What’s your name?”

But Zhao Huai didn’t answer. He paid the money, took the clothes, picked up the birdcage from the floor, and walked straight downstairs.

From beginning to end, he didn’t say a word, completely ignoring her.

The woman stood there, feeling her head buzz.

She watched Zhao Huai leave as his agile movements escaped her perception.

After leaving Huachun Room, the young lady was in a terrible mood.

Six soldiers surrounded her tightly, protecting her in the middle. They were all burly and tall, wearing black scale armor, with swords at their waists and crossbows on their arms. They seemed well-trained.

They bowed respectfully and said, “Greetings, Princess Xiang Yun.” The woman pursed her red lips, looking extremely upset and frustrated,

“I’m so angry! I just met a stupid guy! His appearance was not bad, but he was so arrogant! He didn’t even consider me!”

“Can you beat him up for me, to let out some steam?!”

One of the soldiers stepped forward and whispered, “Princess, we’re hiding this trip from the Prince as we traveled south. It’s not appropriate to make a big scene.”

The woman in the dress sighed helplessly, “That’s true. I’d better go find my sister first. I heard she just got married not long ago.”

“I hope the husband she found isn’t like this jerk, who has no regard for others!”