The Flame Eagle King was dazzled by the colorful fabrics in the shop. He liked one, and this one was also nice. For a moment, he couldn't decide which one to choose.
"Chen Ke, Chen Ke, please help me choose."
Chen Ke: "What should we choose?"
The Flame Eagle King pointed with its wing at the colorful fabrics hanging on the opposite wall, "Of course, we choose the colors! I don't want the colors you guys picked, they're not pretty."
Chen Ke: ""
"You want to make clothes too?"
Flame Eagle King: "...Don't you intend to become mine?"
Chen Ke never imagined that an eagle would have the idea of wearing clothes.
However, since the Flame Eagle King had asked him this question, he certainly couldn't say no. Otherwise, the proud Flame Eagle King would definitely choose to run away from home to express his anger. If they were still on the Wilderness Continent, Chen Ke wouldn't have to worry, but now they were in the Divine Asia Dynasty. Given the Flame Eagle King's ability to cause trouble, Chen Ke was really afraid he wouldn't be able to handle it.
"Choose the blue one. Your fur is white, so sky blue will definitely look good with it," Chen Ke said, making up a story.
The Flame Eagle King nodded in agreement, "Alright, let's get one of every color then." Anyway, they had money; it had just seen how much gold coins they'd made from selling those grasses.
Chen Ke: ""
Finally, Chen Ke asked the shopkeeper to design a little jacket that exposed the wings for Yan Ying Wang to wear, and there were sets of different colored fabrics on the wall.
The shopkeeper grinned from ear to ear, completely ignoring the bizarre fact that an eagle had to wear clothes. He took out a ruler and measured the eagle's wingspan, chest circumference, and neck circumference.
Other customers came into the shop and were astonished to see the tailor measuring an eagle.
"Oh dear, strange things keep happening, especially this year. Even eagles need to wear clothes now?"
"I must say, this eagle is quite handsome. Look at its proud appearance. If it were my pet, I would dress it up too."
"Hey, speaking of strange things, have you heard what happened in the sky above East Street just now?"
"I know about this. Just an hour ago, the sacred beast Yu Yan of Qingyun Sect and its disciples were burned to ashes by a purple flame in the sky!"
"Really? Who did it?" The person speaking seemed afraid of being overheard, and after finishing, covered their mouth and lowered their voice, saying, "They deserved it. Who did it? I'm going to burn incense and pray."
Flame Eagle King: "#%￥#￥%￥" It's me! It's me!
With lightning speed, Chen Ke grabbed the Flame Eagle King's beak and, to everyone's astonishment, lifted it away like a chick.
"Shopkeeper, once the goods are ready, deliver them directly to the dilapidated temple on the riverbank outside the city."
"Oh, good guest, take care."
Even after Chen Ke had carried the Flame Eagle King out the door, he could still hear the whispers behind him. "I heard that the group of disciples who were burned to ashes were on their way to find Fairy Yue in the Goddess River."
"Speaking of Fairy Yue, she's been missing for more than half a year now."
"Who says otherwise? I wonder which deity Qingyun Sect offended. First, Fairy Yue disappeared, and then the disciple who went to find her was burned to ashes in mid-air."
"Hehehe, Fairy Yue has always been arrogant and domineering because of her marriage agreement with the War King's Mansion. Now she's finally getting her comeuppance. No, the entire Qingyun Sect is getting her comeuppance!"
"Hey! How dare you talk like that? You're asking for it!"
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Chen Ke left with a normal expression.
When I walked down the street, I bumped into a young man wearing a dark blue long gown with gold trim.
Chen Ke subconsciously looked over, only to see the young man's face suddenly change color.
"you!"
Chen Ke didn't speak, gave the young man a cryptic look, and then turned and walked into the crowd.
"Hey! Stop right there!" Zhan Boling reacted and tried to grab the person whose face looked almost exactly like Zhan Aotian, but the person had already disappeared into the crowd.
"Damn it! I just turned around!"
"Didn't Mother say that Du Wan's child had been thrown into the Goddess River and drowned? Then who was that person just now? Is it really possible for a stranger to look so much like that?"
When Zhan Boling saw that face that looked exactly like Zhan Aotian, a dark cloud instantly settled over his heart. With a heavy expression, he turned and returned to the Zhan Prince's Mansion.
Inside the War King's mansion, Zhan Aotian sat magnanimously in the main hall, while Du Wan wept bitterly beside him.
"Your Highness, please don't cry. The Prince didn't mean to blame you."
"It's all my fault, sob sob sob... I'm the one who caused Aotian to get hurt... sob sob sob..."
"Your Highness, don't be sad."
"Waaaaah... It's all my fault..."
Zhan Aotian suppressed the surging blood in his body. A metallic taste filled his throat, as if he could spit out a mouthful of blood if he opened his mouth. But he knew that as long as he didn't comfort Du Wan, she would cry herself unconscious.
So Zhan Aotian had no choice but to say, "Wanwan, it's not your fault, don't cry."
Du Wan paused in her act of wiping away tears with her handkerchief, then choked out pitifully, "...Really?"
Zhan Aotian swallowed hard. "Really, don't cry. You'll hurt yourself if you cry."
At this moment, Liu Ru also said with a pained expression, "Yes, Your Highness, please don't cry. You already cried this morning. What if you hurt your eyes if you cry again?"
Du Wan's sobbing abruptly stopped, and she stared at Liu Ru in disbelief.
Only then did Liu Ru seem to realize that she might have said something wrong, and she quickly covered her mouth, looking extremely regretful.
Zhan Aotian hadn't paid any attention at first, but the expressions of the two caught his attention. Suppressing the rising urge to vomit, he asked, "This morning? Why did you cry this morning?"
When Zhan Aotian asked her this, Du Wan immediately panicked. "No, I didn't cry. Liu Ru said something wrong. Why would I cry?" She then gave Liu Ru a wink.
Liu Ru immediately understood and shook her head in denial, "Yes, yes, I misspoke. I didn't cry, Your Highness didn't cry." But her performance was too exaggerated and pretentious, and Zhan Aotian saw through it at a glance.
His face instantly darkened. "What exactly are you two hiding from me?!"
Du Wan's biggest fear was Zhan Aotian yelling at her. Whenever Zhan Aotian raised his voice, tears would uncontrollably stream down her face. "Waaah... Aotian, why are you yelling at me..."
Zhan Aotian couldn't help but rub his forehead, feeling utterly exhausted. He turned to Liu Ru and said directly, "You tell me. If you don't explain clearly, you should know what will happen to you if I find out for myself!"
Liu Ru seemed quite frightened as well, and with a "thud!" she knelt on the ground. "Your Highness, please forgive me! Your Highness, spare my life! Yes—"
"Liu Ru!" Du Wan suddenly shouted sharply.
Liu Ru was startled and stared blankly at her: "...Your...Your Highness?"
At this moment, Zhan Aotian felt even more strongly that there was something wrong between the two of them. He hardened his heart and said sternly to Du Wan, "Du Wan, what exactly are you hiding from me?"
Upon hearing Zhan Aotian call her by her full name, Du Wan cried even more heartbrokenly.
Liu Ru, seemingly unable to withstand Zhan Aotian's stern interrogation, cried out, "Your Highness, let's not hide it from the Prince any longer!"
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