I am the old, fiery-faced man from the senior department.

As soon as she said it, something else came to mind, and Xi added another sentence.

"I'm not going back; it's daytime here."

"No, sir."

Bai Zhou shook his head and took a bite of the apricot in his hand.

"Ugh...it's so sour..."

"Sir, this mountain road is too difficult to walk on. I almost... (￣～￣) Chew! ... It's so sour."

"You still want to eat it if it's sour?"

Seeing Bai Zhou's face scrunched up from the sourness of the green apricot, Xi couldn't help but tap his head again.

"This was given to me by the master."

Bai Zhou returned naturally and then ate the remaining apricot in one bite.

"..."

Looking at the sour, head-shaking daylight, the painter's emerald tail curled up, breaking through the cloud of mist behind him.

"Hmm, I quite like apricots that are a bit sour. The first bite is very sour, but the more you eat, the better the taste becomes."

Bai Zhou licked his lips, then looked at the fruit basket next to Xi.

"Sir, could you please have another one?"

"Humph~"

With a soft hum, Xi picked up the basket of apricots and placed it in Bai Zhou's arms.

"Sir, the scenery here is so beautiful... Oh~"

Bai Zhou, holding a fruit basket, sat to Xi's right.

"Where am I, sir? I've never seen such a beautiful view before... Waaah~"

Xi flicked her tail and watched him silently.

"This mountain... is called Taiyi. This is what it looked like a long time ago. Now, I don't know what it looks like."

She turned her gaze away from Bai Zhou and looked down at the sea of ​​clouds in front of her, and memories of the past surfaced in Xi's mind.

Xi rambled on and on, and the silence around her made it seem as if she were all alone.

"Why did you stop talking?"

Why is the little devil so quiet?

Just now... did you get hurt somewhere while you looked so disheveled?

Looking down, Xi saw Bai Zhou sticking out his tongue and frowning, looking quite strange.

"It's making my teeth ache, sir. These apricots are too sour."

"Hmph~, serves you right for not knowing how to restrain yourself."

"If you can't eat apricots, just look at this scenery and broaden your horizons."

It's good to avoid thinking about food all the time.

Xi tapped Bai Zhou's head as she pointed to the sea of ​​clouds ahead.

"Oh, sir... let's go back, I'm a little scared."

During the day, however, he kept his eyes tightly shut, preferring to let the evening knock on him rather than open them to see the scene.

"Fear?"

Xi paused for a moment.

Kid, are you afraid of heights?

Then she smiled.

She's probably found a way to make the kid quiet and obedient.

Thirteen men were dressed in their best attire, and their horses were saddled.

"Sir, you should rest now!"

"Okay, okay, it'll be ready soon."

"But this is the third time you've said that."

"...Really? Then there will be a fourth time soon."

"Oh? Sir!"

"Alright, there won't be a fourth time."

With each stroke of the brush, a painting comes to life.

The final practice piece for today is finished.

Xi tossed aside her paintbrush, leaned back, and collapsed onto the already laid-out quilt.

"Sir, you should cover yourself well with the blanket."

During the day, he hurriedly moved the easel away and then quickly returned to cover Xi with a blanket.

"The ink is almost gone."

Lying in the warm bed, sleepiness washed over her like a tide. Xi squinted her eyes, left these words, and turned over to rest.

"I won't buy alcohol anymore. My husband is too tired after drinking."

Muttering to himself, Bai Zhou picked up his paintbrush and took out an ink stick to prepare paint for Xi.

"Phew, I wonder if they'll have that style of dress tomorrow..."

Having climbed halfway up the mountain in the painting, Bai Zhou was exhausted. After preparing everything, he only drank a sip of water before curling up on the straw mat to sleep.

■

"Sir, sir, we're about to depart! Langyi Pavilion! Langyi Pavilion!"

During the day, Bai carefully put away the small bag containing the money, and then led the way for Xi.

Xi stretched and walked behind him, looking at the energetic Bai Zhou with some worry.

Why is it that the little devil goes to bed later and wakes up earlier than her, yet still has so much energy? Is it because she's getting old?

I can't understand it.

Stepping outside, the sun was shining brightly, making me feel hot all over.

What awful weather.

Even though they had just come out, Xi was already a little tired.

Let's hurry up and buy what the little devil wants, then go back to the painting and enjoy life.

With anticipation in her heart, Xi quickened her pace considerably.

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Langyige is a clothing brand chain store that has emerged in recent years in the Great Yan Kingdom through multi-party cooperation. It was established by various clothing manufacturers in the country and is said to have shares in the government, so Langyige can also be considered a state-owned enterprise.

Langyige sells all kinds of clothing and shoes. The variety of styles is unimaginable to ordinary people. Even people from Sami, who are on the other side of the continent, can buy them here, and shipping is free.

Of course, as native creatures of Yan, Bai Zhou and Xi still prefer clothes with a Yan-style aesthetic.

The population movement in Shuanglin Town is not large, so the Langyi Pavilion located here is only two stories high, far less impressive than the six-story Langyi Pavilion in Luodu.

"Shopkeeper, do you have any news about the style I inquired about last time?"

Bai Zhou led Xi straight to the rooftop and found the owner leisurely drinking tea because there weren't many customers.

This woman from Vulpo had beautiful, long, fiery red hair, styled in a beautiful updo. Dressed in a fiery red robe, she was slender and had a magnificent figure that inspired awe.

"Oh, it's you, little brother."

When she saw the smiling Bai Zhou, she smiled back.

"And this is...?"

Seeing Xi, who arrived with a cool and proud demeanor behind him, even the shopkeeper, who had seen many lovely women, couldn't help but feel his body go weak.

“This is my husband! Those clothes were prepared for my husband.”

Daylight shifted to the right, allowing Evening, weary from its "long journey," to catch its breath.

Mr. Mingming can walk several miles without getting tired when he goes out to collect folk songs, so why does he get so tired after walking just one street when he goes to buy something?

Can't understand.

"Oh, that one."

The shopkeeper remembered.

Yesterday, this little guy came to her asking if she had any of the Liuxian dresses in stock.

Those high-quality clothes are usually sealed and stored, so she has to find them on the spot.

Therefore, she told the little guy to go back first and come back to check on the goods today.

"A top-quality wide-sleeved fairy isn't cheap; it costs five thousand coins. Little one, do you have enough money?"

The shopkeeper glanced at the "gentleman" again.

She was dressed in a simple blue robe, without any makeup or adornments, yet she was still as beautiful as a fairy in a painting.

Such a beauty, if she were to wear an exquisite flowing robe with wide sleeves and a touch of makeup, wouldn't she be able to... Ouch~, I can't think about it anymore, or I'll embarrass myself in front of the children.

"Five thousand..."

Bai Zhou touched his pockets and then looked at the shopkeeper.

"Then, can I take a look at the goods first?"

"Of course! Would you like to try them on?"

"Ah, no, I'm just taking a look first. Whether to buy or not depends on your opinion, sir."