A young man in a red yesa robe

The barrage of comments all said Ye Heng had no class, but in reality, Sheng Nian did not take what Ye Heng had done to heart. To him, Ye Heng was the vicious, unhinged second male lead who would stop at nothing in the later stages of the original plot, so nothing he did would be surprising.

After Yan Feizhuo comforted him with a few words, he went to Cloud Robes and Feather Garments and chose a Ming-style hanfu outfit from Old Era Huaguo. Yan Feizhuo chose the same outfit, except one was red and the other black.

The entire shop fell silent when Sheng Nian emerged in a red, gold-woven yesa robe.

The Ming-style yesa was a magnificent robe, all the more so on Sheng Nian. The clothes complemented the wearer, and the wearer complemented the clothes.

The inner layer was moon-white, with a white protective collar at the back of his neck that covered the gland where the Omega had applied a suppressant patch after removing his neck ring. The waist was cinched slender, making it look as though one hand could encircle it.

Rather than the yesa's traditional fitted sleeves, the upper half had more elegant pipa sleeves. Below was a scarlet skirt woven with gold floral medallions, with thirty-eight pleats each at the front and back. As he moved, the gold-woven medallions shimmered with dazzling splendor.

Red was difficult to wear, but it suited him very well.

Sheng Nian already had exceptionally striking looks. Now, framed by the red court attire, his features appeared even more vivid and beautiful without looking vulgar. Instead, he possessed a proud, noble bearing that made it hard to look directly at him, truly resembling a pampered young aristocrat.

A young man in a red yesa robe-who knew whose beloved he might be?

Yan Feizhuo stared at him for a good while before taking the black leather belt from the shopkeeper and personally fastening it around his waist.

He made no attempt to hide the wonder in his eyes, unaware that he looked just as handsome and elegant in Sheng Nian's eyes.

His gold-woven yesa was equally magnificent, but the black conveyed a composed restraint, a different style from Sheng Nian's vivid beauty.

In contrast to Sheng Nian's pipa sleeves, Yan Feizhuo's cuffs were secured neatly with leather bracers. The black-and-gold medallion patterns were graceful and dignified, and the folds of his robe flowed gently with his movements. Under the lights, soft halos bloomed across the black fabric and golden patterns. His waist sash was a restrained dark red, his shoulders broad and his waist narrow, his tall figure elegant.

The sight of the tall Alpha bending to fasten the Omega's leather belt was as beautiful as an ancient painting. After a brief silence, the livestream's barrage went wild.

[This scene!!!!! Who could possibly deny that our Sheng-Yan couple is a perfect match!]

[Their belts are each the color of the other's outfit! President Yan, you! Are! So! Sly!]

[These are matching couple outfits, right? They have to be!]

[Aaaaaah, I'm going back to Evernight Sky tomorrow! This time I have to get the same outfits as them!]

[Girl, you're rich!]

[It's not that I'm rich. Compared with their other matching items, this outfit might be the only thing I can afford...]

[Too real X﹏X]

[President Yan never even considered letting anyone else touch his wife, did he? The moment Sheng Nian came out of the changing room, he took the belt from the shopkeeper and went over. An Alpha's unbelievable possessiveness...]

Yan Feizhuo passed the leather belt behind Sheng Nian's back, as though giving him a hug.

Sheng Nian watched intently as Yan Feizhuo worked at his waist with a serious expression, as though handling some precious, fragile porcelain. For some reason, his heart suddenly began pounding wildly, and even the gland beneath the suppressant patch at the back of his neck felt a little hot.

He was a little too close...

Yan Feizhuo soon finished fastening the leather belt for him, straightened, and looked him over from head to toe. "You look lovely, young master."

In a rare moment, Sheng Nian blushed and could not speak.

"Are these two outfits available for purchase?" Yan Feizhuo turned to ask the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper snapped out of a daze. "Ah, y-yes, they are. It's just that the fabric we use isn't the finest..."

The shopkeeper hesitated, worried they would not be accustomed to wearing such inexpensive clothes.

"That's fine. Where do I pay?"

Yan Feizhuo would never allow clothes the young master had worn to end up "out in the world."

After paying, Yan Feizhuo took Sheng Nian outside.

Jiyaotian had a small replica ancient city called Dream Capital, modeled after Chang'an of the Great Tang, the most prosperous city in ancient Old Era Huaguo. City walls and gate towers, palaces and grand buildings, Taoist temples and Buddhist pagodas, taverns and teahouses-it had everything.

At Cloud Robes and Feather Garments, they had heard from the staff that Qionghua Tower, on Jiyaotian's ancient street, was the tallest building and offered a view over all of Dream Capital.

After looking at the map, Sheng Nian planned to stroll along Dream Capital's central street, then climb Qionghua Tower to take in a panoramic view of the city.

Dream Capital's city gate was no different from an ancient one, and it likewise charged an entrance fee-the admission fee for Dream Capital.

Once they passed through the gate, they were on the central avenue, where shop banners of every kind stood in rows. Since night had fallen, the lanterns shone brightly too, making it easy to see what each establishment sold. There were also plenty of small stalls and shops set up with just two or three tables.

All the shopkeepers in Dream Capital were dressed as people from ancient times. Stepping through the city gate really felt like entering the legendary flourishing Great Tang.

"Wow~ It looks exactly like the reconstructed VR images in the museum!"

Before coming, Sheng Nian had not expected Dream Capital to be a place like this. It really did feel like being in a dream.

"Roasted flatbread! Lamb flatbread! Sprinkled with sesame and pepper, fragrant and crisp~"

A vendor's cries came from the flatbread shop beside them, accompanied by the aroma of wheat and meat.

The fragrance reaching Sheng Nian's nose drew him straight to the flatbread shop.

"Would you like a lamb flatbread, honored customer? Our flatbread is one of Dream Capital's specialties. All our lamb is flown in from the grasslands. Break it open and you can see the quality filling for yourself. It's a real bargain. One flatbread and a bowl of lamb soup make a whole meal for one person. Care to try one?"

Seeing that the little glutton was practically drooling, Yan Feizhuo said with a smile, "Buy it if you want it."

As he spoke, he was about to scan the code with his Light Brain to pay, but Sheng Nian hurriedly stopped him. "This flatbread is too big. I can't finish it. Shall we split one?"

"Sure. We'll split one."

"One flatbread, please. How much is it?"

The shopkeeper quickly lifted a flatbread out of the stove with tongs and slipped it into an oiled-paper bag. "That'll be seventy-five."

Yan Feizhuo paid and asked the shopkeeper for another sheet of oiled paper, then divided the flatbread into two portions and handed the smaller one to Sheng Nian.

"Nom..."

Sheng Nian took a bite of the flatbread. The crust was so crisp that it even left a few crumbs at the corner of his mouth. "It's so good. No wonder this shop is so popular online."

Without thinking much of it, Yan Feizhuo reached out to wipe the corner of his mouth, making Sheng Nian blush and his heart race again. He pressed a hand against his chest, feeling that his useful stand-in was really putting far too much effort into his performance today. He had truly lost.

Somewhat awkwardly, he pushed Yan Feizhuo's hand away and said, "Let's hurry. We still have the night tour to join later."

Yan Feizhuo glanced at the transparent bubble. The young master inside had flushed cheeks, but no inner thoughts came through. For the moment, he really could not tell what was going on with Sheng Nian, so he could only follow his lead. "All right, let's go. It's crowded here. Stay close and don't get lost."

Sheng Nian looked at the central avenue, packed with bobbing heads, and reached out with his clean hand to catch a corner of Yan Feizhuo's robe. "Now I won't get lost."

[What a clever little thing~]

[Hahahahaha, I bet ten Star Coins President Yan was planning to hold Sheng Nian's hand.]

[Not betting. I never do anything I'm not sure of ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)✧]