The Book of Troubled Times

Ye Jiuyou has indeed never eaten these things.

Not to mention these roadside stalls, she has never eaten any mortal food. When she was playing Miss Li or playing other high-status roles in the last era, she had never eaten those so-called high-end foods. In her eyes, these are just energy. Approximately equal to nothing garbage.

Just as he was about to refuse, the wooden pick wearing marshmallows was already stuffed into his hand. Zhao Changhe smiled warmly: "You agreed to accompany me to the market, so you have to fulfill your obligation to accompany me. You can't let me eat you." Is that true?"

Ye Jiuyou said angrily: "I haven't failed you yet, but you are asking for more?"

Zhao Changhe smiled and said: "His Royal Highness Jiuyou has always kept his promises as a collaborator, hasn't he?"

"Who told you that I kept my promise? No one told you what the God of Chaos is like?"

"Then why did you keep your promise to me before and were willing to give up other plans for this? Is it because you like me?"

Ye Jiuyou almost vomited out his last night's meal: "Get out!"

When I said this word, I felt a little guilty for no reason. Indeed, she had only maintained an "ally" relationship like this with Zhao Changhe.

Zhao Changhe smiled: "Ye Wuming has eaten it."

In fact, Zhao Changhe didn't know whether Ye Wuming had eaten it or not, but these words were very useful to Ye Jiuyou. His little eyes suddenly became cold, and he looked at the marshmallow in front of him with great seriousness, as if he was looking at some avenue. law.

Zhao Changhe smiled and said: "You are missing too many things that she has experienced...as big as the universe, as small as food. If you want to trace the origin, this is not possible."

Ye Jiuyou chewed it without saying a word.

Ye Jiuyou didn't know how to eat such a big lump of marshmallows... He gnawed down one end, and when he raised his head, his mouth was full of candy.

Zhao Changhe laughed loudly, and Ye Jiuyou glared at him.

"how is the taste?"

"Isn't it just like that? Is it comparable to the treasures of heaven and earth?"

"There is no treasure from heaven or earth that can naturally contain such rich sugar extracted from the essence, and no one is refining medicine or elixirs in this direction. This is something only mortals can do."

Ye Jiuyou stopped talking. She admitted this. Natural treasures of heaven and earth must not have such sweetness. She must admit that it is delicious... but it will make people's faces sticky and uncomfortable.

But she found that the stall owner and the children nearby were looking at her and laughing. Among them, the stall owner's uncle smiled like his aunt: "You two are the young masters of some family. You are lucky, and your wife is beautiful and cute."

Ye Jiuyou: "?"

What kind of couple, what kind of cuteness?

"Yes, my wife is very cute." Zhao Changhe waved to the stall owner shamelessly: "Thank you, uncle, come back when you have time."

Ye Jiuyou was furious: "Zhao Changhe!"

The aura that used to make people's souls tremble with fear when they get angry is now paired with a face full of candy, which is so fun to watch.

Zhao Changhe stretched out his hand with a smile, wiped the candy from her mouth naturally, and gestured: "This is how you eat it."

As he spoke, he stuck out his tongue and licked it, then rolled a small amount of cotton onto the tip of his tongue.

Ye Jiuyou said angrily: "Am I asking you for advice on how to eat sweets?"

Zhao Changhe said nonchalantly: "Others don't know you, so what do you care? So, Ye Jiuyou, who claims not to care about what others think, and who will go his own way even if he is an enemy of the world, is actually afraid of even the eyes of a candy seller. "

Ye Jiuyou choked for a long time, not knowing how to respond. Why did this man have so many lies?

Zhao Changhe ignored her and went shopping while happily eating sweets. Ye Jiuyou glanced at him, then looked at the marshmallow in his hand, and hesitantly stretched out his tongue to lick it.

Zhao Changhe glanced at her secretly and couldn't help but smile.

Ye Jiuyou said angrily: "Is it ridiculous?"

Zhao Changhe smiled: "I'm not laughing at you."

"what is that?"

"Here..." Zhao Changhe pointed to the two round little girls of four or five years old in front of them, running around the street: "I laughed like this when I saw them."

Ye Jiuyou glanced at him sideways and saw that he was indeed smiling, which was baffling.

What's so funny about that.

Instead, they saw a man with a deer-headed and rat-like eyes approaching the two little girls from the side. With such sensitive insight and gaze, they both realized that the man had evil intentions. Especially when you are angry, it is more intuitive than any evidence.

Zhao Changhe flicked his fingers, and the man let out an "ouch". His leg was hit by something unknown, and he fell to the ground.

He stood up with difficulty on his knees. When he looked at the little girl, she had already followed her parents and walked into the crowd holding her clothes.

The man slapped his palm in annoyance, and saw a man and a woman appearing in front of him, staring at him with a smile on their faces.

Just as he was about to ask, a fan-like slap slapped his face so viciously that the man spun around in the air and lost all his teeth.

The man's screams echoed through the street, and soon passers-by came to watch, but the man and woman walked hand in hand into the crowd and disappeared in an instant.

"The security situation in Chang'an is not good..." Zhao Changhe sighed while eating the marshmallow that became small circles.

夜九幽跟在身边舔糖：“难道不是应该送官，才比较符合你该做的事？怎么就揍一巴掌走了？”

"What misunderstanding do you have about me? I'm from the world, not the government... Oh, by the way, I seem to be the Demon Suppressing Secretary Yupai... Forget it, Chang'an is not under my control now. I'll wait until you give me your dowry. "

Ye Jiuyou couldn't help laughing: "You still want to call yourself Jiang Hu Cao Mang... Then why doesn't Mr. Cao Mang exterminate the roots?"

"With this slap from me, he will have to spend the rest of his life in bed, that's pretty much it." Zhao Changhe sighed: "I came here to go shopping with you, and I wasted my time on entangled with people or sending officials, and attracting people to watch. I, Zhao Changhe, that’s nothing.”

"Why do you have to be troublesome if it's not in line with your original intention?"

Zhao Changhe turned to look at her and smiled like his aunt before: "To protect the thing that can make me smile like this... I will fight in this life, mostly for this reason."

Ye Jiuyou's heart suddenly jumped.

Guarding the thing that could make him smile like that... But now he was smiling like this to himself.

It is equivalent to saying, "I will also protect you, just like I protect those two children."

This feeling of being placed in the position of a child is really hard to tell what it feels like. It stands to reason that you should be angry and belittled, but why do you feel numb in your heart instead?

Ye Jiuyou stuffed the last bit of marshmallow into his mouth and threw away the sign bitterly.

How could Ye Wuming eat this thing? It tastes like chewing wax!

"Come on, come over here." Zhao Changhe suddenly took her hand again and pulled her into a nearby shop. Ye Jiuyou staggered in and looked up at the door plaque: "Rouge House."

Ye Jiuyou: "?"

Of course Yanzhizhai sells rouge gouache, but it is not only these, but also many jewelry and hairpins.

Zhao Changhe glanced around, dragged Ye Jiuyou to the jewelry counter, and then turned his head to look at Ye Jiuyou up and down.

Ye Jiuyou was embarrassed and angry: "What are you doing? I don't want these things!"

Zhao Changhe looked at her long black hair like flowing clouds and said with a smile: "I also think you don't need any carvings on your head. This natural black straight hair is the most beautiful."

Ye Jiuyou: "..."

Speaking of which, there is almost no such style of completely black, long and straight hair in this world. Every woman's hair has a little bit of styling, even the extremely casual Jianghu heroine like Yue Hongling, she still wears her hair in a ponytail. This kind of long, straight hair that is pure and unkempt may look like a ghost to others, so this crazy person is the most beautiful.

"But there can be some accessories elsewhere..." Zhao Changhe nodded at the counter and motioned to the shopkeeper: "Bring me that jade bracelet."

The shopkeeper smiled and said: "This young man has good taste. This is the best jadeite in our store. Look at the color of the water..."

Zhao Changhe threw out a gold brick very generously: "Is it enough?"

The shopkeeper's eyes bulged: "Of course it's enough, that's enough."

Ye Jiuyou was a little speechless. With Zhao Changhe's current eyesight, his ability to distinguish impurities in items is certainly better than any mortal treasure appraiser. There is an inexhaustible supply of common gold and silver. There is nothing to brag about. He can carry gold and silver with him. It’s already outrageous, and it’s probably due to the inertia of traveling around the world in the early days.

The problem is that she doesn't need these things at all. What's the point of wearing a mortal object on her hand that will break in a casual fight?

If you have to, you might as well get a similar treasure that can be stored and protected... But I have never been interested in it, and I never collected it in the last era. There should be no new products in this era, and the revival of gods and demons has just begun. , he was almost killed by the god-slayer and demon-slayer named Zhao in front of him...

Then he saw Zhao Changhe taking the bracelet, grabbing her wrist and putting it on: "Logically, you should wear similar treasures. For example, Ying Wu has a lot of them at his place and in the palace... But they are all second-hand goods used by others. , even the funerary objects... we can’t give you those kinds of things. When we have free time in the future, we can find the treasures and carve them ourselves.”

Ye Jiuyou really wanted to say that I have no taboos about funerary objects, and I just play with the corpses myself. But she couldn't say it. She stared blankly at the way he put the jade bracelet on her, feeling numb in her heart.

What are you doing? What are you giving me this for?

There is no flaw in the smooth and delicate wrist. If there is any shortcoming, it is that it is inherently too pale and lacks fresh blood. But as soon as this jade bracelet was worn, the paleness suddenly became a little brighter, and the human flavor instantly became three points stronger.

The old shopkeeper was praising: "This lady is really born with jade bones and ice skin. She is so beautiful. The young master also has a vicious eye. This bracelet really suits the lady."

Ye Jiuyou twitched the corner of his mouth, raised his eyes and asked Zhao Changhe: "What are you doing? Why do I need this?"

Zhao Changhe smiled: "It looks good."

Ye Jiuyou also admitted that it does look good when worn, and it especially matches his skin: "But why should I look good? What does looking good mean to me?"

"It didn't make sense before because no one looked at Ye Jiuyou with a view of appreciating beauty, and Ye Jiuyou didn't need others to look at her from this perspective." Zhao Changhe said seriously: "Now it does."

Ye Jiuyou was furious: "Why should I show it to you?"

Zhao Changhe responded calmly: "Just for the sake of...when I look in silence in front of the mirror, I can see myself in the mirror a little bit alive, instead of being eternally dead and pale."

Ye Jiuyou's heart skipped a beat again and he said forcefully: "Are you sick? Who looks at your wrist in the mirror?"

Zhao Changhe was happy and tapped the counter again: "Shopkeeper, bring this set of sapphire necklaces to have a look."

Ye Jiuyou: "?"

I'm not asking you for a necklace!

Geng Le, the shopkeeper, quickly took out the necklace. This is a great patron! Having said that, this looks a lot like a playboy trying to catch a poor girl who has never seen the world. He uses all the tricks, but it is really strange that a poor girl has such temperament and jade bones.

Zhao Changhe took the necklace, stretched out his hand and put it around Ye Jiuyou's neck.

Ye Jiuyou took half a step back, and his palm was about to hit Zhao Changhe's chest.

Zhao Changhe also knew that it was not advisable to push too hard. In fact, he was not doing this today just to make money, so he stopped moving forward and just said: "Either I put it on, or you put it on yourself."

Ye Jiuyou breathed a sigh of relief. Without thinking about anything else, he grabbed the necklace and put it on himself. Zhao Changhe tilted his head to look at the back of her neck with some regret. He had expected that someone who was wearing a necklace for the first time would not be able to fasten the buckle on the back and would need help. Unfortunately, people like Ye Jiuyou were no different from having behind-the-scenes eyes. Wear it soon.

Zhao Changhe showed his familiar aunt smile again.

Ye Jiuyou said angrily: "What is that ghost laughing at again?"

Zhao Changhe smiled and said: "Did you take the mountain with you?"

Shopkeeper: "?"

The entire mountain wall was covered with soul-capturing mirrors. Zhao Changhe held it up to Ye Jiuyou before. Ye Jiuyou used the Mustard Seed and Sumeru technique to shrink it, and stuffed it into a ring like a small mirror. Of course I brought it with me. Seeing Zhao Changhe's question, Ye Jiuyou also knew what it meant, so he took it out and took a look with a sullen face.

With just one glance, I saw the surprise in my own eyes in the mirror.

Unlike the emerald green bracelet on her hand, which is vivid and lively, the blue on her neck actually brings out a sense of tranquility and enchantment under her aura, amplifying her characteristics exponentially.

Just like the pool of water quietly appearing in the deep lake, demon flowers bloomed faintly beside the pool.

You can vaguely hear the sound of the old shopkeeper swallowing, and the exclamations of several girls who just entered the store: "What a beautiful sister..."

Ye Jiuyou dared to swear that he had never received such praise from others in thousands of years.

Even at the rouge and gouache counter on the other side of the store, there was an aunt shouting: "Girl, how about coming to our place to see it? There is no charge for trying on makeup!"

Ye Jiuyou was in a daze, and Zhao Changhe was holding his shoulders and pushing him all the way.

If he had gone straight to put on makeup at the beginning, Ye Jiuyou would have promised to turn around and leave. But until now, when he was sitting in front of the makeup mirror and looking at himself in the bronze mirror, Ye Jiuyou didn't know what he was thinking.

The person in the mirror is vaguely unfamiliar.

The aunt was applying powder to her with a smile, and said: "The girl is really the most beautiful beauty I have ever seen. Her skin is really enviable. She doesn't even need any makeup. It's a pity that maybe she didn't eat well, and her complexion It’s too pale, just add a little bit of pink and it will look perfect immediately…”

The girls who were watching behind him were criticizing Zhao Changhe: "You, too, this young man, looks like a dog. How can such a beautiful wife feed and clothe others? She is so pale and the clothes are shabby... Encountered For a husband like you, this sister is really unlucky for eight lifetimes!"

Zhao Changhe smiled and bowed: "You have taught me the right lesson. I will definitely feed her well when she comes back."

After saying that, he personally took a piece of lipstick paper and handed it to Ye Jiuyou's lips. Ye Jiuyou pursed her lips subconsciously, and the bloodless lips of the person in the mirror became brighter, and the whole person became more delicate...

Ye Jiuyou looked at the mirror in a daze, and for some reason he had an extremely disturbing thought: It really looked like an embalmer putting makeup on a dead person...

Others didn't think so, and were all amazed: "It's so beautiful... Others say that the most beautiful woman in the world is Tang Wanzhuang. I think this sister is no worse than Tang Wanzhuang, right?"

"Ahem..." Zhao Changhe, who had been smiling all the time, finally felt a little embarrassed and secretly looked at Ye Jiuyou's expression.

Ye Jiuyou's expression was indeed not very good. It would be awkward to hear other women's names from him at this time. What's even more irritating is that most people like Tang Wanzhuang have never used any rouge. They are naturally so beautiful, but do they need powder to cover up their beauty?

Ye Jiuyou's dazed state of mind was wiped out, and he let out a "hum" from his nose.

But I heard a little girl was unconvinced: "None of us have seen Tang Wanzhuang. God knows what it is. I think it's more of a bragging, but how can it be compared to this sister actually sitting in front of me? Besides, this sister Her clothes are completely black and featureless. If she changed to another one, she would be even more beautiful. People rely on clothes..."

Ye Jiuyou secretly said that's true. Even if the Tang Dynasty makeup didn't use rouge and gouache, it must be decorated with clothes. There's nothing special about it.

Another person said: "It makes sense. It is said that Tang Wanzhuang is already over 30 years old. No matter how good-looking she is, her beauty will only be limited."

Ye Jiuyou: "..."

How old do you think I am?

She angrily spoke for the first time: "Zhao... Zhao, I want to buy clothes!"

Zhao Changhe was happy: "I'm happy to help."

Ye Jiuyou looked at himself in the mirror again and thought to himself that I am really crazy.