Gifted Bride of the Sinned Prince

660  You nag a lot

"Why don't you buy something for yourself? We have been roaming around for twenty minutes. The mid-autumn festival is near and you are supposed to buy something for it," Feng Lao suggested to Miaoran.

"It's fine. I don't need anything," Miaoran politely refused to buy anything. She had no money and if she would ask Feng Lao for it, it would be inappropriate in her eyes. She already had a lot of favor from them.

"Don't you like to buy new clothes, new accessories, make-up materials? Don't suppress your choices anymore," Feng Lao said.

"Sister Jingfei gives me such items. She already has given me her dresses and even ordered two new ones for me. What will I do with so many clothes?" Miaoran muttered.

"Come with me," Feng Lao said. It seemed he didn't pay heed to her explanation. Miaoran silently followed him and they entered the famous cloth house in the capital.

Seeing the crowd, Miaoran wondered from where so many people came. She saw that women from noble-class families were mostly present. Around the tables, these elite-class women would get special services such as snack services while checking dresses and designs for themselves.

Miaoran never knew such a place also existed in the capital. Chen Xiao never bothered to purchase clothes for her while her in-laws never paid heed to that. She would have to ask her sisters-in-law for clothes on some occasions while the other times, she would wear their old clothes.

"Let's go upstairs," Feng Lao said and took her upstairs.

Feng Lao booked a table for them and asked for some good hanfu dresses. When he turned, he found Miaoran had not sat on the chair. "Why didn't you sit?" He asked and pulled out a chair for her. He gestured for her to sit.

Miaoran sat on the chair and waited for Feng Lao to sit too.

"This place looks expensive," Miaoran said when a servant placed water cups before them. She thanked the servant, who walked away to prepare snacks for them.

"It is expensive," Feng Lao did not deny that fact. "You don't have to worry about it. Just enjoy," he said.

Miaoran hummed and picked up the porcelain cup to drink the water. A female attendant came along with two workers who had many outfits in their hands.

The female attendant some of the Hanfu dresses to Miaoran and asked her to select any of them. She explained how Miaoran would look in each of the Hanfu dresses.

"I think all five dresses will look good on you," Feng Lao gave his opinion.

"Your husband is absolutely right. These all dresses will look good on you, Lady," the female attendant said with a smile.

"He is not my husband," Miaoran immediately said and looked at Feng Lao with a tense look.

"Please forgive me," the female attendant apologized and pursed her lips together as felt embarrassed for saying that.

"Did you like them? You should tell your answer," Feng Lao told Miaoran.

She picked the peach-colored Hanfu dress and checked the fabric quality.

"Miss, all our dresses use premium quality silk," the female attendant said. "Since the mid-autumn festival is near, the combination of pink and white will look good on you," she didn't refrain to give her suggestion and convinced Miaoran to buy that dress too.

"Then, I should buy it," Miaoran said. She put the peach-colored dress on the table and picked up the white dress with pink colored imprints on it.

She tried to take a measure of it when Feng Lao stood up and helped her. He held the dress and looked down, "The length looks fine to me, and so is the fitting. Do you want to change into it?" He asked and looked into Miaoran's eyes.

She shook her head and took a step back. Feng Lao turned to the female attendant and asked her if the other four dresses had the same fitting.

"Only two of the dresses are of larger sizes, Young Master," the female attendant replied.

"I see. We would like to buy these three dresses," Feng Lao asserted. Miaoran wanted to stop him, but he didn't let her speak. The female attendant told them they should go down to make payments and looked at the servants. She gestured to them and they took away the dresses.

"Pack the three which Young Master has selected," the female attendant told them.

Feng Lao and Miaoran went downstairs with the female attendant, where Feng Lao made the payment and even told them to deliver the dresses to the home. He told them the address and paid extra for that.

When he came out of the shop with Miaoran, she said, "You spent a lot of amounts. It is not easy to earn such an amount of money. One dress was enough for me. Then, I could have carried those dresses with me. You didn't have to pay the extra."

"You nag a lot," Feng Lao said, "It has been a long time since I spent on something like this."

Miaoran could not understand his words. "You should keep the money in savings for your future," she said and the two of them started walking.

"Future is unpredictable, Miaoran," Feng Lao stated.

"It is, but we need to think about the future too," Miaoran said.

"Do you want to eat the dumplings?" Feng Lao ignored whatever she said and took her near a street stall. He ordered two servings of dumplings for himself and Miaoran.

Miaoran wondered about Feng Lao's family, but she was confused thinking about whether she should ask about it or not. She silently ate the dumplings and realized deep down Feng Lao was suffering from something terrible.

"What happened? Why are you staring at me?" Feng Lao questioned her.

"Nothing," Miaoran replied and focused on eating the dumpling. After eating the dumplings, they threw those sticks into the wooden bin. Feng Lao took her ahead, where usually people would enjoy singing and dancing.

"Miaoran, you have entered a new life, so you must enjoy every bit of this life," Feng Lao told her with a smile.