Bai Yao is no longer the same as she was back then, or rather, she is no longer Bai Yao. Her body and height are now those of an adult woman, which may be related to Jun Tan's demonic power. Therefore, she can no longer wear her old clothes. So, on a whim, the Empress went to this small tailor shop to pick out clothes.
She didn't say much, letting the tailor take her measurements and make her a dress. While waiting in the shop, she looked at the huge bronze mirror and seemed to remember something. Looking at herself in the mirror, she felt both familiar and unfamiliar.
What outsiders considered her stunning beauty was nothing special to her. Perhaps because she was used to it, her disheveled hair stunned those around her. Many men who were out strolling in the street stared at this scene in a daze.
For some reason, it seemed like a curse; almost every man was unable to resist the sight of a beautiful woman with disheveled hair. But she didn't care at all. She simply took out a small wooden comb that she always carried with her and began to gently comb her hair. It was as if this scene was familiar to her.
She simply didn't want to recall the man who combed her hair. His eyes were gentle, so full of affection, yet they quickly turned into indifference, that aloofness that looked down upon all living beings.
Following her memories, she combed her long hair and casually styled it into a simple bun, just like the one Xiao Yuhan had styled for Bai Yao years ago. Once her clothes were finished, she put on a red dress, stood in front of the bronze mirror, smiled helplessly, and then walked out of the tailor shop.
On that long street, a woman in red makeup stood out. In fact, her face and figure were already eye-catching enough, and soon she attracted a lot of onlookers.
However, Jun Tan was very unhappy about being stared at like this. Although she was used to other people's intense gazes, those were the gazes of those who looked up to her expectantly, as if they were looking up to a god. But many of these people's gazes contained lewd meanings, which made her very angry.
Her murderous aura was beyond what these mortals could withstand, but it still gradually spread. Many people shivered and fell to the ground, while others fainted and bled from their mouths and noses. Jun Tan smiled slightly, but did not kill anyone. She simply disappeared into the long street and then went to the edge of the Spirit Lake to buy some ever-burning lamps.
"Young lady, haven't we met somewhere before?" The shopkeeper selling ever-burning lamps looked Jun Tan up and down, but seemed unable to recall where they had met before.
Jun Tan has a good memory, and having been immersed in Bai Yao's memories for some time, she recognized the boss at a glance. She had indeed met him before, but she hadn't mentioned it.
"Does this ever-burning lamp of yours really work?"
The shopkeeper was somewhat puzzled by the question and said with a wry smile, "Young lady, this is a tradition. I don't know what effect you mean, but this item is the best way to express longing. You can release the lantern to pray for the person you care about."
"Buy one." Jun Tan took out some silver, then stopped worriedly. "Or maybe two?"
The shopkeeper took the money and asked, "So, whose name should I put on it?"
"Write Yu Hui as the first one," Jun Tan said coldly, a hint of hesitation flashing in his eyes, but in the end he still let the boss write it that way.
"And the second one?"
Jun Tan stood there, stunned. The word "Xiao" that had just escaped her lips stopped abruptly. This time, she fell silent, her disgust even more evident in her eyes. Her emotions began to surge, and she grew increasingly angry, unsure of the source of this rage.
After calming down for a long time, as if she had finally figured something out, she said, "Let's write about Mr. Xiao."
"Mr. Xiao? This must be the young lady's teacher?" the shopkeeper asked enthusiastically. At this moment, he seemed to remember something. In fact, it had only been a few years, and his memory was not so bad. Looking at the woman in front of him, to be honest, good-looking people are easy to remember, so the shopkeeper felt that she was very similar to a young girl from before.
Jun Tan did not answer. In her memory, Yu Hui was a very interesting person. She could always say things that she had never heard of before. Although she thought it was all nonsense at the time, she still remembered a lot of it.
She remained silent for a long time before finally saying, "He's not a teacher, he's a storyteller, his surname is Xiao."
The shopkeeper smiled again and asked, "Young lady, I remember now, you bought a lamp from me back then!"
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