C47 Do You Take Me for Your Wife

"Let's go." Yang Liulang laughed and said to Hemai.

When he passed by the cloth workshop, he saw that Yang Liulang had stopped his footsteps, "Let's pull out a piece of cloth that is two feet in length."

Hemai hesitated.

It was time for her to change into a new set of clothes.

However … With her craftsmanship, she probably wouldn't be able to make a single piece of clothing that could fit her.

Could it be that after pulling out the two foot piece of cloth, she still wanted to take it to Madam Qin's courtyard and get the old lady to sew her clothes?

Hemai said hesitantly: "Let's just wait for a few days …"

After Yang Liulang heard it, he secretly glanced at her eyes that were filled with desire and conflict, and a look of understanding flashed past his eyes.

After that, the two of them went to the rice store and ordered two bowls of rice and two bowls of noodles. They spent four hundred and twenty copper coins.

While Hemai was calculating the money with the boss, Liulang went out for a trip. When she came back, he took the rice noodles at Hemai's feet, tied two cloth bags to a saddle and carried it on her shoulder. She asked: "Think about it again."

"Nothing," Hemai thought and replied, "Are we going home?"

"I haven't finished buying yet," Yang Liulang said as he walked out of the door, "Let's take a look over there."

When she settled the rouge just now, she had used Liulang's money. She had faintly heard the rouge shop owner mention the price, it was about six hundred gold coins.

She secretly thought about the two small boxes in her pocket. They were more expensive than the two bags of rice she had just bought. She couldn't help but click her tongue. She wanted to use up these two boxes of rouge in a few more days so that she wouldn't buy them again.

In the blink of an eye, there was a clothing store in front of them.

Hemai subconsciously did not want to walk further into the resplendent shop as she looked at the surface of the clothing store.

A set of clothes made by a clothing store would be three times more expensive than a piece of cloth!

Hemai quickly walked a few steps and pulled at Yang Liulang's hand, "What are you doing here? Let's go back! "

She didn't want to let a prey that Yang Liulang had worked so hard for two days and one night for turn into a set of clothes just like that.

However, Yang Liulang ignored her and continued to drag her arm in.

It was noon, and there weren't many people at the clothing store right now.

Seeing Yang Liulang enter, the shopkeeper walked over with a smile, "Young Master Yang is here."

Yang Liulang met with the shopkeeper, and pointed to Hemai beside him, "This is my wife. I'll have to trouble you, shopkeeper, to choose a set of clothes for the room. "

The shopkeeper smiled as he sized Hemai up, and praised him: "You made my wife look so elegant and peaceful. If she were to wear another set of beautiful clothes, even the fairies in the sky would not be able to beat her!"

Hemai was praised to the point that her face flushed, and she said with a smile: "Intrigued shopkeeper."

"What kind of clothes do you want?" The shopkeeper asked while accompanying Hemai around the shop.

"One set... "The simpler ones will do." Hemai said this but in truth, she wanted to ask the shopkeeper, what was the cheapest set of clothes?

The shopkeeper pondered for a moment. "Does this lady like the white ones?"

"It's not white at all," Hemai said as she shook her head.

Even if he did not go to the fields, he couldn't help but to wear white clothes when he worked at home. Dust was flying everywhere, and in less than half a day, he would turn into a pile of dust.

Hemai had taken a fancy to a set of jade-like Luo skirt, and a few white flowers were embroidered on the clear green top of her shirt. The lower body's green was a bit heavier, and had ripples on it. It looked even more beautiful when it trembled.

"This set," Hemai walked over and looked up at this set of clothes, "is very beautiful."

The shopkeeper was all smiles. "Lady's eyesight is really good. This is the newly entered narrow sleeved skirt. Only this is left. Yo, this size suits you."

"How much is this?" Hemai asked softly.

"I sell them for 2 taels of silver, but as for Young Master Yang …" "A regular customer, one or two coins will do!" The shopkeeper straightforwardly gave a discount.

Hearing that, Hemai's heart almost dropped out of her chest.

She wouldn't do it even if she was told to spend one or two or five dollars on it!

One had to know that she had only obtained a tael of silver from Linn Changxi and his wife for forcing her to marry out.

This set of clothes right now was only worth one to two coins, maybe Linn Hemai didn't have a set of clothes that were more expensive!

She turned her head and was about to leave.

At this moment, he suddenly saw a wedding dress in the middle of the shop beside him. It looked very familiar.

Seeing that her gaze was on the wedding dress, the shopkeeper said with a smile, "This is the wedding dress that Young Master Yang bought, I presume that the madam must be wearing an earth-shattering beauty."

Hemai was startled, thinking back to the night of their marriage, the moment she saw the beauty in Yang Liulang's eyes, the value of this wedding dress, was most likely only limited to one glance.

"How much silver does this wedding suit cost?" she asked softly.

The price had not changed, it was still six taels of silver. The shopkeeper replied.

6 taels of silver...

Hemai bit her lips, and it was unknown if the emotions in her heart were entanglement, pain, or joy.

She suddenly thought back to what the Aunt Faang had said to her before. The man who is willing to give her the silver must be very grateful to you, and a man without any feelings would definitely not be willing to give her the silver!

In the eyes of Linn Changxi and his wife, she was probably lowly and worthless, but back then, in the eyes of Yang Liulang, who was still a stranger, she was already worthy of being cherished!

"Which set did you choose?" Yang Liulang walked over and asked softly.

The shopkeeper replied with a smile, "Lady likes this narrow sleeveless dress."

Yang Liulang asked for the price and was silent for a moment. He whispered into Hemai's ear: "Give me some silver."

Hemai handed the silver from her pocket to him in confusion, but her mind was still thinking about the scenes when Yang Liulang gave him the betrothal gift.

Until Yang Liulang wrapped his clothes, and dragged her who was in a daze out of the clothing store.

"Go and buy some more pastries, then we'll go back." Yang Liulang had not noticed Hemai's abnormality yet, so he continued to explain his plan, "First day is busy, and the next day is noon. Are you hungry, thirsty?"

After being silent for a while, Yang Liulang turned to look at Hemai.

Hemai's eyes looked at him with both joy and sorrow, and did not blink.

"Hemai?" Yang Liulang was startled, and asked her.

Seeing that there was no one around, Hemai suddenly took her hand out from Yang Liulang's grasp, looking determined.

"Liulang, from now on, don't buy these things anymore." Hemai said softly.

"You don't like it?" Yang Liulang was stunned, "I think this set of clothes suits you very well, that's why …"

Hemai shook her head, "No. It's because I'm not worthy of this set of clothes. "

"Hmm?" Yang Liulang felt that something was amiss with Hemai and frowned, "Hemai, if you think that I have spent all my money on you, then we will just do it again next time. "This is my first time bringing you to the town's market, so I naturally have to buy you some things …"

"No," Hemai denied his words once again. Her voice was still soft and gentle, without the slightest bit of offensive power, "I just feel that you shouldn't be so good to me anymore."

"What's wrong?" Yang Liulang's face slowly turned serious as he asked.

Hemai looked at him lightly, and said in a low voice: "Are you really treating me as your wife?"