In the book, the villain male second was conquered by me and became a loyal dog

The wide streets, paved with large bluestone bricks, sparkle with a calm luster under the sunlight.

There are shops on both sides of the street and flags flying.

When passing by a pavilion called Wanju Pavilion, the long line of people winding like a dragon made Tong Huanyou slow down his pace unconsciously.

I saw many girls looking forward to it, talking to each other in low voices, and glancing towards the door of the pavilion from time to time, their eyes full of expectation and eagerness.

Tong Huanyou asked: "What are they doing? So many people?"

Zhao Yue glanced at it nonchalantly and snorted, "It's just some ordinary women fighting for the limited amount of the Look-Ru Cream."

"Looks like ointment? What is that thing?" Tong Huanyou asked curiously again.

Zhao Yue raised her head slightly, with a bit of pride: "It can make your skin as white as snow and as tender as a newborn."

(Isn’t this the skin care product for modern ladies?)

Tong Huanyou: "It's so magical? Princess, don't you want to buy it?"

Zhao Yue rolled her eyes at her and said with a hint of disdain, "Every evening, someone from Chrysanthemum Pavilion will deliver the ointment to the palace. Why do I need to buy it myself?"

At this time, the door of the pavilion slowly opened, and a waiter came out and said loudly: "Ladies, there are only 20 boxes of the Maomao cream today, first come first served."

As soon as the words fell, the crowd suddenly became agitated, the girls squeezed forward, and the scene was in chaos.

"It's so chaotic. Hurry up and leave. You are wasting my time." Zhao Yue frowned and said impatiently.

"Oh."

In the silk shop, colorful silks and satins are piled up like colorful clouds, shining with charming luster, dazzling the eyes.

As soon as she entered the store, Zhaoyue's lively eyes began to search among the many materials, her gaze eager and focused.

"Boss, bring out all the best aqua blue materials you have!" Princess Zhaoyue shouted in a clear and loud voice.

Upon hearing the voice, the shopkeeper hurried out from behind the counter, with a flattering smile on his face, nodding and bowing repeatedly:

"Please wait a moment, my lady. I will get it right away."

After a while, the shopkeeper came in front of Princess Zhaoyue and Tong Huanyou with a few pieces of aqua blue fabric and spread them out carefully.

At this time, the other customers and assistants in the silk shop stopped what they were doing and stood aside respectfully.

From time to time, they would steal glances at Princess Zhaoyue, but they dared not look directly at her for fear of offending her.

Princess Zhaoyue didn't care. She concentrated on selecting the material and muttered to herself:

"This one's color is too light, this one's pattern is ugly..."

After watching for a while, Zhao Yue suddenly turned around:

"Hey, don't just stand there like an idiot. Pick a few that you like and consider them as a reward from the princess."

Tong Huanyou was flattered and said happily: "Then I'd better obey your command~"

After saying that, he went forward to pick the materials, and his eyes finally stopped on light pink, ink color and white.

Zhao Yue glanced at her with her hair loose and said with some disdain, "The maid in the mansion is so lazy that she let you come out with your hair loose."

Tong Huanyou waved her hand: "That's not the case. The person who combed my hair hasn't come back yet."

Then he pointed at the three pieces of cloth and told the shopkeeper that he wanted them.

"Where is Young Marquis Shen? Why haven't I seen him recently?" Tong Huanyou asked suddenly.

Zhao Yue said casually: "How would I know where he went? Since returning to Dongdu, he seems to have disappeared from the spot."

There was a hint of complaint in his tone.

Just as the two were talking, a figure in a white brocade robe slowly walked in.

It broke the tranquility in the store.

"Since Young Marquis Shen joined the army and served under Prince Chen, he has been so busy dealing with border affairs that he can't spare time. Doesn't Princess Zhaoyue know?"

Princess Zhaoyue and Tong Huanyou turned their heads to look when they heard the voice.

The man had a tall and straight figure, his brocade robe swaying slightly in the wind. Although his face was covered by a mask, he exuded an indescribable aura that could not be ignored.

"A fool joined the army? And he served under my father?"

Zhao Yue widened his eyes, his face full of disbelief.

"How is this possible? How come this princess hasn't received any news at all!"

The man waved the folding fan in his hand and said, "Perhaps, he doesn't want to make the princess worry."

Zhao Yue bit her lip and said, "No, I have to go back to ask my father for clarification."

With that said, he turned around and left.

"Why is the princess so anxious? It's not a bad thing for young Lord Shen to join the army."

"It's not a bad thing? That means going to the battlefield and fighting! What kind of army is he joining?"

Zhao Yue was emotional, with anxiety and worry in his voice.

"Also, stop waving that broken fan of yours to bother me. Don't think that just because you are the son of the housekeeper, I won't dare to send people to beat you!"

After saying that, Zhao Yue ran out without looking back, leaving Tong Huanyou and the man standing there.

The man looked in the direction where Zhaoyue left and narrowed his eyes slightly.

"After all, only between people can a good marriage be established, don't you think so, girl?"

As he said this, he turned to look at Tong Huanyou who was standing there in a daze.

Tong Huanyou looked him up and down, his eyes unconsciously fell on his arm, and suddenly realized: "You are, the person from that day?"

"That's right. My name is Si Qing. I didn't know that the young lady was the princess' friend. I am really shortsighted."

He bowed slightly and saluted.

Tong Huanyou smiled politely: "It's normal not to know each other. After all, we haven't met before."

Seeing Zhaoyue leaving, Tong Huanyou didn't want to stay here any longer. He asked the servant behind him to order the material and was about to leave.

Si Qing folded his fan and said, "It really affects the lady's dignity to let her hair down like this."

He took out a silver hairpin from his sleeve.

"Why don't you use this hairpin to put your hair up first?"

Tong Huanyou was stunned for a moment, then turned his hands behind his back and took out the pain-exchanging jade hairpin that the system had previously used, and then held it in front of him.

She declined: "I brought it myself, thank you for your kindness, sir."

Seeing this, Si Qing put the silver hairpin back into his sleeve and waved his folding fan gently: "This is very good."

Seeing that he didn't seem to want to leave immediately, Tong Huanyou casually imitated the method she had seen in a short video, and tied her hair up and inserted a jade hairpin.

When she turned sideways, the breeze blew by, and a few strands of hair fluttered, adding a touch of softness.

"Then I will leave first. Master Si Qing, please take your time to read it."

After saying this, he left the silk shop.

However, she didn't know that since she left, Si Qing's deep gaze had been on her until she disappeared on the street.

On the bustling street, Tong Huanyou walked leisurely, his eyes casually sweeping across the street stalls.

Without the protagonists around her, she felt a rare sense of comfort.

Under the blue sky and white clouds, people are hurrying. Before they know it, they have been in this world for quite some time.

"The male and female protagonists made their feelings clear to each other in advance, and the male villain did not sabotage them. System, how much does Yu Qingci like me?"

[System: Host, the current favorability is 95.]

Tong Huanyou's eyes lit up: "95! Only 5 points left. All that's left is for the monster-catching competition to go smoothly, the hero and heroine to get married, and then the finale..."

Having said this, Tong Huanyou paused slightly.

(Just...left?)

In Dongdu, on the highest point of the city wall, on the eaves, a dark figure shaking a jar of wine in his hand suddenly froze.

The redness spread in the eyes.