Song Yaoyao had plenty of money in her storage space. As long as something caught her eye and seemed suitable, she bought it.
She bought a heavy cloak for each member of her family.
She also bought a cape each for Madam Song, Song Qingling, and herself, perfect for spring and autumn.
The jewelry, hair ornaments, silk handkerchiefs, and beaded flowers at the Border had a distinctive local style and were beautiful, so she bought some of those too.
The liquor at the Border was fiery, so she bought some to take home as well.
Song Yaoyao just kept buying, buying, buying...
Watching Song Yaoyao spend with the swagger of someone with money to burn, Ning Chaoyun could only resign himself to following behind and carrying her purchases.
Seeing her like this, Chen Yixiao reminded her:
"How are you going to get all these things back to the Capital?"
"I've already thought it through. I'll find a merchant caravan and have them transport everything back.
Your Highness, if anything catches your eye, you can buy it too. I guarantee it'll reach the Capital in perfect condition.
Leave the shipping to me."
"I'll only buy a few things. I won't need a caravan. I can carry them back myself."
"All right."
Since Song Yaoyao had said as much, Chen Yixiao and Ning Chaoyun stopped trying to hold her back.
Song Yaoyao was merely saying that. What did she need a caravan for? She could put everything in her storage space and take it straight back to the Capital.
It was precisely because she had her storage space that Song Yaoyao could shop with such abandon.
When they returned that evening, a horse-drawn cart followed behind them, piled high with purchases.
Song Yaoyao had hired the cart specifically to haul everything.