Chapter 491: The Demon Lord Junzhu's Slacking Daily Life Chapter 584: Buy a Hairpin for the Wife

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Protagonist:

Yan Qianqian

Passersby on the road were all drawn to this pair of handsome man and beautiful woman, unable to help but glance sideways at them.

Just then, they passed a small stall; the stall owner was a person with sharp eyes, and upon seeing Ouyang Chengren and Qianqian, he immediately enthusiastically peddled his wares: "Young Master, take a look, buy a hairpin for your wife!"

Upon hearing this, Qianqian hurriedly wanted to explain that they were not a married couple, but before the words left her mouth, Ouyang Chengren had already stepped up to the stall first, smiling at the stall owner: "Let me see."

As he spoke, he reached out and picked up a hairpin, examining it carefully. However, after looking for a while, he didn't seem very satisfied, so he gently shook his head and put the hairpin back in its original place.

After putting down the item in his hand, he picked through a few other things, but after all he was a grown man, and for these women's accessories he indeed didn't understand them very well.

Just as he was feeling a bit helpless, the stall vendor suddenly picked up a white hairpin carved with jasmine flowers, with small green leaves dangling from its bottom, looking extremely exquisite.

The stall vendor handed the hairpin to Ouyang Chengren, smiling: "Young Master, look at this hairpin; I feel Madam is such a pure and unworldly person, this kind of hairpin suits her best."

Ouyang Chengren took the hairpin, examined it carefully, then held it up against Qianqian's hair.

With this comparison, his eyes instantly brightened. This hairpin matched the white outfit Qianqian wore today perfectly, without the slightest sense of incongruity, as if it had been born for Qianqian. And seeing this, the stall vendor peddled his product even more vigorously.

"Madam truly has the looks of a celestial fairy, beauty that could topple cities! Only Madam could wear this hairpin so beautifully!"

The stall vendor called her "Madam" with every sentence, saying it until even Ouyang Chengren felt a bit dizzy.

Qianqian originally wanted to speak up and correct the stall vendor's address, but on second thought, this might perhaps bring her and Ouyang Chengren closer, and would also help her future plans, so she did not interrupt the stall vendor's words.

Until Ouyang Chengren bought the hairpin and carefully inserted it into Qianqian's hair, his movements gentle and focused, as if this was an incomparably important matter.

After completing all this, Ouyang Chengren's gaze fell on Qianqian; it was a gaze filled with affection, as if she was his entire life.

Qianqian felt Ouyang Chengren's gaze; that blazing affection made her a bit at a loss, her cheeks gradually flushing red. She touched the hairpin on her head somewhat embarrassedly, and said softly: "Many thanks."

The stall vendor watched this scene, a satisfied smile appearing on his face, seemingly very gratified at having brought this couple together.

He watched the two grow distant, silently blessing in his heart that they would be happy forever.

Ouyang Chengren and Qianqian continued walking side by side, their steps relaxed and natural, as if they had known each other for a long time.

When they passed roadside snack stalls, Ouyang Chengren would stop and ask Qianqian if she wanted to try those delicious-looking snacks.

Qianqian did not stand on ceremony with him; she frankly expressed her preferences.

Whenever Qianqian showed interest in a certain snack, Ouyang Chengren would buy it for her without hesitation, then watch her eat the food with satisfaction, and a happy smile would also appear on his face.

However, happy times are always short; the two soon finished strolling all the places to stroll, and prepared to return to the residence.

Ouyang Chengren felt some reluctance in his heart; he didn't know when he would see Qianqian next, this uncertainty made him feel a bit lost.

And Qianqian was already a bit tired; she couldn't wait to return to her lodging and rest properly.

Ouyang Chengren seemed to perceive her weariness, and proposed escorting her back to her lodging, so as to ensure she arrived home safely.

Qianqian secretly pondered in her heart; how could she possibly let Ouyang Chengren escort her back to the inn?

Leaving aside whether he would investigate her identity, just the matter of the two returning to the inn together might arouse the innkeeper's suspicion.

After all, he checked in under the identity of Wang Ming'an; if he went to investigate, she would have no way to explain at all.

Just as Qianqian was hesitating, she caught sight of Ouyang Chengren's somewhat hurt expression, and her heart couldn't help but tighten. She suddenly felt a bit at a loss, not knowing how to handle such a situation.

However, Ouyang Chengren seemed to perceive Qianqian's difficulty; he hurriedly spoke to resolve the awkwardness: "Then you must be careful on your way back. However, I have a small request; I wonder if you would be willing to tell me, when I want to see you next time, how should I contact you?"

Qianqian thought slightly, then replied: "You can go to Qingfeng Pavilion to find me; I occasionally go there to listen to storytelling."

A flash of inspiration struck her, and she thought of this relatively safe location. Qingfeng Pavilion is a public place with people coming and going; even if Ouyang Chengren went there to find her, it wouldn't attract too much attention.

Ouyang Chengren's eyes instantly brightened; he hurriedly nodded and said: "Good, I'll remember. Qingfeng Pavilion, I will definitely go find you."

Finished speaking, he took out a sachet from his bosom, carefully handed it to Qianqian: "This is for you, as a memento of today."

Qianqian looked at that sachet, and suddenly recalled that just now Ouyang Chengren had suddenly stopped, seeming to have bought something. So it was this sachet he bought!

Qianqian's heart held some hesitation, but in the end she still slowly reached out her hand and accepted the sachet. She gently brought the sachet close to her nose; a faint fragrance assaulted her nostrils, this scent fresh and pleasant, as if it could make one forget all worries.

"Many thanks." Qianqian said softly once more, her voice revealing a trace of faint gratitude.

Ouyang Chengren gazed at Qianqian; his eyes were full of reluctance to part. He slowly said: "Then be careful on the road; I'll wait for our next meeting."

Qianqian smiled and nodded, then turned and walked in the direction opposite Ouyang Chengren. Her steps appeared somewhat light, as if every step carried a hint of joy.

After walking a distance, Qianqian suddenly stopped. She couldn't help but look back, only to see Ouyang Chengren still standing in place, motionlessly watching the direction of her departure.

His figure under the lamplight appeared somewhat lonely, yet also revealed an indescribable deep affection.

Qianqian's heart couldn't help but stir; a warm current surged in her heart. She hurriedly quickened her pace, as if wanting to escape that feeling that made her somewhat guilty. Soon, her figure disappeared around the street corner.

Returning to the inn, Qianqian gently opened the room door and entered the room. She carefully took out that sachet and hairpin from her bosom, then carefully put them into a small box.

After all, the leave is only one day; the day after tomorrow she must become Wang Ming'an again; these two things absolutely cannot be discovered by him.