Pet Ancient Husband

Chapter 11: Amazement

I took off the soiled dress and inadvertently saw the handkerchief that Ah Yi had tied around my foot that night. Bending down, I gently removed it from my foot and was astonished to find that the wound on my foot had vanished without a trace. I clicked my tongue, thinking that if something as absurd as time travel could happen to me, then the disappearance of a foot wound was nothing. Suddenly feeling a bit melancholic, I thought of the world where I had lived for more than a decade and my father, who didn't care much about me but whom I still loved deeply. I folded the handkerchief and clenched it in my hand, glancing at the dress I had discarded on the floor. It was as if I were discarding all my attachments to the 21st century. The handkerchief would be the only memory I kept for myself. From now on, I would be a soul adrift in another time and space.

I picked up the exquisite dress, completely unsure of where to start. After several attempts, I decided to give up. "Annoying! Why are ancient clothes so troublesome?" I was a bit frustrated. This dress was beautiful, but putting it on was such a hassle. Even the most annoying little dress in modern times was easier to wear than this. No wonder people say beauty comes with a price. I gave up, holding the half-dressed skirt and gently opening the door a c***k. To my surprise, I saw Yan Yan, who had already changed her clothes. Wow～ My taste is really good; that blue dress indeed made her look exceptionally charming. But now was not the time to admire beauty. I stuck my head out the door and called to Yan Yan helplessly, "Yan Yan! Come help me, will you? This dress is so troublesome. I don't know how to wear it!"

Yan Yan walked into my dressing room a bit awkwardly, probably not used to helping others get dressed. As she came in, I closed the door behind her. I didn't want my perfect figure to be seen by others. I put down the dress, pouted, and complained to Yan Yan, "This dress is so hard to wear!"

Yan Yan's eyes flickered, but she didn't speak. She silently helped me adjust the dress.

"Oh～! So this is how it's supposed to be worn!" I looked down as Yan Yan carefully dressed me step by step, not noticing her discomfort. When she tied the sash around my waist, I looked up and grinned at her, only then noticing her flushed face and the thin layer of sweat on it. A drop of sweat slid down her face, and I reached out to wipe it away, asking with concern, "Yan Yan! What's wrong with you? Are you sick?" I stood on my tiptoes and pressed my forehead against hers. "You're not feverish!" Feeling her warm breath on my face, I felt a bit uneasy and lowered myself. What was wrong with me? There was nothing unnatural about two girls being together, right? I was being silly! "Um～ Let's go outside!" I said and opened the door, walking out. The atmosphere in the dressing room was suffocating.

I turned my head and casually spun around in front of Yan Yan, who had followed me out. "How do I look?" I asked.

Seeing Yan Yan nod blankly, I actually felt a sense of feminine satisfaction. Oh my God! I was really beyond help!

I turned to the bronze mirror and was momentarily stunned. I was actually scared by my own appearance. My favorite pure white color highlighted my beauty, making me look ethereal. The low-cut design subtly revealed my rounded shoulders. The exquisitely embroidered sash tightly wrapped around my waist, perfectly outlining my curves. Two ribbons tied in bows hung from the sides of my waist, gently swaying with my movements. The delicate multi-layered gauze skirt flowed from my waist to the ground, with a slight train at the back, giving me the appearance of floating on the wind. I couldn't help but admire the ingenuity of the ancients. This dress perfectly captured the delicate beauty of a woman.

I curled my lips into a lazy smile, let down my hair that had become a mess, and took a light green ribbon embroidered with beautiful totems from the table. I casually wrapped my hair with it. The two matching tassels hung from the ribbon, blending with my dark hair. Fortunately, I had the habit of keeping my hair long from dancing; otherwise, if I had short hair now, I would look really strange.

I looked down at my Chanel high heels. Once elegant and sophisticated, they now seemed so out of place. Yan Yan silently replaced them with a pair of silver embroidered shoes, took my hand, and led me outside. Everyone around us stopped what they were doing as we appeared.

The air seemed to solidify. I found it amusing. I was quite confident in my beauty. Rong Zhe Si was facing away from us, writing something in his hand, probably checking the accounts. Looking at his profile, he was really handsome. No wonder people say that men are most attractive when they are focused.

Perhaps sensing the heavy atmosphere, he looked up at the dazed steward standing in front of him, puzzled. He turned around, and I walked up to him with a smile, pulling at the wide sleeves of my dress. "The clothes in your shop are truly as advertised. The quality and design are impeccable."

He was stunned for a moment, staring at me with a burning gaze. He slowly raised his hand and gently touched my face, murmuring, "How can you be so beautiful? So beautiful that I want to hide you away, not letting anyone else even glance at you."

Before I could step back, Yan Yan, standing behind me, pulled me behind her. I looked at the two of them, puzzled by the tension flowing between them, as if I could hear the crackling of electricity.

I tugged at Yan Yan's skirt and poked my head out from behind her, saying to Rong Zhe Si, who looked angry, "Uh! Zhe Si! Thanks for the gift. This dress is really beautiful. Yan Yan and I will leave now. See you again if fate allows!" I then dragged Yan Yan towards the door, still not understanding why two people who had been fine moments ago suddenly seemed like enemies meeting with extra animosity. Lord! Please forgive my lack of a brain cell!

"Ruo'er～!" Rong Zhe Si called out to me.

I turned to look at him. His once proud eyes now flickered with a hint of hurt. Was it because of my hasty departure? A sense of guilt rose in my heart. Although I had disliked him at first glance because of his arrogance, he had actually been very kind to me. I didn't speak but quietly looked at him.

"Wait a moment, okay?" He hurriedly took out a pure white silk scarf from the cabinet and pinned it to my face. "Do you not know how beautiful you are? Wearing this might block others' covetous glances. Maybe it will!" His voice gradually faded into a murmur, leaving him in a trance.

His deep affection startled me. I nodded, grabbed Yan Yan's hand, and quickly left, feeling his burning gaze on my back. The white gauze rubbed against my face with the wind, reminding me of Rong Zhe Si's hand that had lingered on my face. My steps quickened.

I don't know how long we walked, but the Nei Shang Fang, Rong Zhe Si, and the beautiful dress were all far behind me. Perhaps sensing my panic, Yan Yan stopped and held my hand. "Ruo'er, we've walked quite a distance."

I nodded absentmindedly, looking at Yan Yan's heavy expression.

"You've fallen for him," Yan Yan's eyes sparkled, but her face remained unusually calm.

I shook my head, touched my face with the thin veil, and said, "No, I think I was just a bit moved. I" I looked at Yan Yan and smiled, "Ah! Who can help it that I'm so beautiful I can't hide it? Hehe～ Let's go! I'm starving!" I decided to forget about the Nei Shang Fang and Rong Zhe Si. Maybe I would never see them again!

A trace of indulgence curved on Yan Yan's calm face. "Rong Zhe Si was really right to give you this scarf. Your beauty can drive any normal man crazy, and your cuteness can win over everyone's heart. Let's go! I'll take you to some delicious food."

"Yay!" At the mention of food, I immediately threw away the slight sadness I had just felt. My motto: Food is king!