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Chương 33: New Clothes

"Mmm, this wrist is indeed sprained. This should help with the swelling and aid in your recovery. I will also help you set a brace." The doctor, a friendly old man in his sixties, examined Wang Jingyuan's wrist at the table in his small clinic. With his quick, expert hands, he applied a layer of cool salve around the wrist and wrapped it tightly with bandages. Then he brought out a homemade brace of cloth and steel and tied it securely around Wang Jingyuan's hand and wrist. "There, that should do it. In about a few weeks, this wrist should heal nicely."

"Thank you, Doctor." Wang Jingyuan gingerly lifted her forearm, getting used to the weight of the brace.

"Now, remember to apply this salve once a day until the swelling goes down." The doctor handed a vial of the salve to Wang Jingyuan. "And remember to not jostle your wrist or move your arm too suddenly, alright miss?"

"Can I still use my hand?" Wang Jingyuan asked worriedly.

"Yes, but no. Small things like dressing yourself should be fine, but using your sword is a big no-no." The doctor had noticed how both the childe and miss carried swords and deduced that they must be of the martial arts sector.

"What?" Wang Jingyuan had anticipated this answer, but was still devastated to hear it from the doctor. Her sword was a part of her now. If she couldn't use Feng Ming, how was she supposed to protect herself and Mo Xian? What if more assassins came? She didn't want to burden Mo Xian with protecting her.

"If you use your sword, you will exacerbate the sprain. Don't worry, it's only for a few weeks. In the meantime, the childe can protect you. He also knows martial arts, doesn't he?" The doctor looked meaningfully at Mo Xian.

"The doctor's right. Miss Wang, you focus on healing your wrist, and I will make sure that no harm comes to you," Mo Xian reassured her.

"Doctor, you said that it will take a few weeks for my wrist to heal completely?" Wang Jingyuan asked again. "Is that the quickest recovery time?"

"Well, if you do everything I say and not use your hand a lot, your wrist may heal in two weeks. Or if you insist on using your hand like normal, your wrist may take ten weeks to heal," The doctor told her. "Be sure to keep your brace on, miss. It will help with the healing."

"Alright. Thank you, Doctor." Wang Jingyuan stood up. Mo Xian pulled out a silver coin and handed it to the doctor.

"Thank you so much. Keep the change."

"May you have a speedy recovery!" The doctor waved as Wang Jingyuan and Mo Xian walked out of the clinic.

"Childe Mo, the Hero Assembly is only two weeks away. What if my wrist still doesn't heal by then?" Wang Jingyuan fretted as they walked down the street.

"Don't worry; if you follow the doctor's orders, I'm sure your wrist will heal by then," Mo Xian reassured her. "Besides, you're not competing in the Hero Assembly, so I don't think it would matter much if you still can't use your sword by then."

"That's true." Wang Jingyuan held up her arm and looked at the brace again. She would follow the doctor's orders to the T so her wrist would heal in time. Although Mo Xian was capable with a sword, she didn't feel completely safe unless she knew she had the means to defend herself.

The sun had come out after a night of rain. All the shops along the street were opening, and the citizens roamed the streets, doing their shopping and going about their daily activities. Mo Xian stopped in front of a clothing shop. "Let's go in."

Wang Jingyuan thought he wanted to buy new clothes for himself, so she followed him up the steps and into the shop. The shopkeeper was a lovely woman, with red lips, almond eyes, and pink cheeks the color of cherry blossoms. Her hair was done up nicely, and gold earrings swung as she walked. "Welcome, childe! Welcome, miss! What can I get for you two today?"

Mo Xian didn't even look at all the clothes around the room. "A new set of clothing for the miss, please."

"Childe Mo! I don't need any new clothes; these are fine." Wang Jingyuan was surprised. She hadn't expected Mo Xian to buy her clothes.

"No, they have a rip in them." Mo Xian pointed at her left shoulder, where the assassin's scimitar had cut last night. "Besides, I want to buy you something nice to wear."

"Childe Mo—"

"Can you show us your best clothing for women?" Mo Xian cut off Wang Jingyuan's protest and spoke to the shopkeeper instead.

"Of course. Follow me." The shopkeeper walked around the counter and led them to one section of the store. "Here are all the newest trends of the year. These hanfu dresses are exactly what the rich women are wearing in the Capital. See here, this one—"

Wang Jingyuan listened as the shopkeeper talked about the different types of dresses. They were all so colorful and pretty. She liked the skirts that billowed, and the soft wide sleeves. But alas, she knew that she would only ruin such a pretty hanfu dress if she tried to fight in it. At the same time, she wasn't confident enough in her own body image to wear such dresses. In the modern world, Wang Jingyuan's daily outfit was a hoodie, a T-shirt, and jeans, and even so she was still very self-conscious.

"Do you have any for martial artists? Or something that is more suited for movement?" Wang Jingyuan asked.

"I do, in fact." The shopkeeper lady led Mo Xian and Wang Jingyuan to another section. "Here they are. This one here is our most popular style and absolutely perfect for a pretty lady like you. It is made from the finest of materials. Not only does it have a pretty skirt like the dresses over there, but it is also sewn so that it is more practical for battle."

Wang Jingyuan looked at the ocean-blue hanfu. She liked it immediately. The material was soft and whispered in her hand. The pleated skirt was multilayered but thin, with the top layer being an almost-sheer layer of light blue. Each layer was a slightly different hue, so that it gave off the illusion of ever-changing waves in the sea. The crossing collar was deep-blue and matched the color of the belt and sash. Best of all, the ocean-blue overcoat was lightweight and had a dark blue wave pattern embroidered on the edge of the sleeves.

"Do you like it?" Mo Xian asked. Wang Jingyuan nodded.

"Miss, you're in luck. This is the last one in our shop. I'm sure it would look stunning on you and really accentuate your knightly aura," the shopkeeper chimed in. "It even comes with a pair of black boots."

"We'll buy it." Mo Xian said firmly. "Go get changed, Miss Wang."


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Chương 34: Spending Too Much Money

When Wang Jingyuan came out of the dressing room, Mo Xian was astonished. The ocean-blue hanfu fit her perfectly. Before, when she was wearing the light green linen hanfu, he had already thought she was beautiful. But now, as she wore this masterfully-sewn hanfu and shyly stepped towards him, Mo Xian could not believe that she was not a goddess who had come down from the heavens.

The skirt swished around her ankles as she walked, with the folds rippling like waves. Although Wang Jingyuan still only wore her hair as a high ponytail, the dark blue hair ribbon matched perfectly with her new clothes. The shopkeeper was right; it did accentuate Wang Jingyuan's martial artist aura. She looked like she could be the chief of a sect, or even the number one martial artist in the entire sector.

"Does it look good?" Wang Jingyuan asked softly. She noticed that Mo Xian was looking intently at her, and she wondered if there was something wrong.

"Yes, you look absolutely stunning, Miss Wang." Mo Xian smiled at her. Wang Jingyuan smiled back shyly, and Mo Xian found himself falling into her beautiful smile.

"I can guarantee you, miss, you're the most beautiful martial artist I've ever seen." Even the shopkeeper was impressed with the look. It was as if the hanfu was personally made for Wang Jingyuan.

Mo Xian shook himself out of his trance. "How much is it?" he asked the shopkeeper.

"Two silver coins, childe." The shopkeeper replied.

Wang Jingyuan's eyes widened involuntarily. Two silver coins! She couldn't believe that this set of clothing cost five times more than their two-person stay at the inn. She was about to tell Mo Xian that they should return it and she can pick out something cheaper, but Mo Xian opened his coin pouch and gave the shopkeeper two silver coins without even batting an eye at the price. This was very cheap to him; his clothes cost in the gold coins range.

Wang Jingyuan said to Mo Xian as they left the shop, "Childe Mo, if I had known this hanfu cost so much, I never would have gotten it."

"Miss Wang, money is not an issue. Consider it a gift; after all, you've saved my life twice already. If anything, I should be buying you the most exquisite silks on earth." Mo Xian smiled at her. Wang Jingyuan shook her head rapidly.

"Oh, please don't, Childe Mo. What would I do with them?"

"The silks? Why, wear them of course. Or, you can use them as rags, maybe rip them because you like the sound of silk tearing. You can do whatever your heart desires to them."

"Use as rags? Rip them? Childe Mo, does your money grow on trees?" Wang Jingyuan was appalled. Here she was, pinching every copper coin, and Mo Xian was spending money like it was water. "Not that I'm scolding you or anything, but Childe Mo, you should be more frugal with your spending."

"Oh?" Mo Xian's eyes sparkled with amusement. "Miss Wang, how do you suggest I go about being more frugal with my spending?"

Wang Jingyuan had plenty to say about his spending. "Childe Mo, you can start by not spending so much money on unnecessary items for me. And, you can buy cheaper things if you don't always go for the ones made from the finest materials. They're all the same, if you ask me."

"But it's not unnecessary if you like them," Mo Xian argued. "If there is one thing I will not be frugal about, it will be spending money for you, Miss Wang."

Wang Jingyuan finally realized that he was teasing her. "Childe Mo!" She exclaimed in frustration. Mo Xian laughed heartily at her flushed expression.

"Why, I believe it is almost noon. Are you hungry, Miss Wang?" He changed the subject suddenly.

"Mmm, a little." Wang Jingyuan did not realize this was another trap.

"Alright. This is the best restaurant in the entire city. Let's have our lunch here today." Mo Xian pulled her into a fancy building.

"Childe Mo! What did I just say about not always going for the best things?"

"Only the best for you, Miss Wang."

Once inside, Mo Xian asked for the best private seating in the restaurant. They were led upstairs to a bright and airy room that overlooked the street. A decorative bamboo partitions was placed to the side. A mahogany table, polished until it shone, sat by the window. Mo Xian and Wang Jingyuan sat across from each other.

"Childe, miss, what would you like to order?" The waiter asked respectfully as he handed Mo Xian and Wang Jingyuan menus.

"Miss Wang, this is my treat, so please order whatever you like," Mo Xian said to Wang Jingyuan, who was busy looking through the dishes listed on the menu. She recognized most of them, but there were others she had never tried before. The price was listed beside each dish. Even though Mo Xian said he was paying, Wang Jingyuan couldn't help but calculate how much a meal would be and how she could get the most out of her—well, Mo Xian's—money.

"Childe Mo, I don't know what to get," Wang Jingyuan said. "Something simple would suffice. So maybe a bowl of rice, a plate of stir-fry beef, and—"

Mo Xian knew exactly what Wang Jingyuan was thinking. He found it adorable how she was trying to save him money when he was richer than she could ever imagine. Hell, he could buy this entire restaurant for her and it would be like spending ten copper coins. Oh, if only she knew who he really was…

"Waiter, get us one of each of your best dishes." Mo Xian handed the menu back to the waiter without even opening it to glance inside. Wang Jingyuan stared at Mo Xian as the waiter took her menu, bowed respectfully to both of them, and left.

"Childe Mo, do you even have that much money?" She asked him bluntly.

"Yes, I do."

"Can you eat all the food you just ordered?"

"You mean, can 'we' eat all the food I just ordered."

"Childe Mo, I don't even know what to say to you anymore."

"Then hush, and enjoy our feast."


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