Chapter 402: 402 acts stupid. Chapter 402: 402 acts stupid. Ye Jiu shed her clothes, submerging her petite body entirely in the spring water.

This place was likely meant for bathing to begin with, with white jade stone platforms built around the pool, and the spring water was comfortably warm. Soaking in it enveloped her in a warm aura that, even on a scorching day, did not make one feel uncomfortable but rather quite pleasant.

However, fearing that Sikong Mo might have been waiting for too long, Ye Jiu did not dare to linger.

By the time Ye Jiu exited the cave, she had already changed into a new outfit.

It was women’s clothing provided by Luo Ranran, and although the fabric might not compare to the magnificent dresses of ancient times, the style and fineness of this attire certainly surpassed that of any ancient clothing by a great margin.

This was the pink dress Ye Jiu had never dared to wear before, but now, although her skin could not be considered as smooth as jade, at least it had returned to a normal complexion.

With a round, oval face and delicate features, she took out a clear mirror from her space and inspected her reflection. The sparkle in her eyes made the entire stone room spring shine as well.

No wonder the prince had not recognized her in men’s attire, it turned out that during this period, she had changed more than just her clothes; her face had changed as well.

Due to her busyness of late, Ye Jiu had never truly taken a good look at herself.

Nowadays, she had long since shed her dark complexion, and the spots on her face had also vanished without a trace. Differing from the appearance that Si Rong had illustrated for her in Nanchang, her own natural skin was more radiant and natural, exuding a class that differed from one made up.

Touching her own small face, Ye Jiu was very satisfied and her fondness for La Sike grew even stronger.

Exiting the cave, Sikong Mo was standing at the entrance facing outward with a straight posture.

Adjusting her mindset, Ye Jiu approached, “Young Master Sikong, I am ready.”

Sikong Mo turned around; the young girl was dressed in pink, her face brimming with a smile. If it weren’t for her slightly evasive eyes, Sikong Mo might have really believed her earnest appearance.

“Let’s go,” Sikong Mo said, leading the way.

Ye Jiu had thought he was going to escort her back, so she immediately followed.

Instead, the further they walked, the denser the houses became.

With ornate buildings and artificial hills surrounding the area, Ye Jiu finally realized something was amiss and hurried to catch up, keeping pace with Sikong Mo, she turned her head and asked ingratiatingly, “Young Master Sikong, where are you taking me?”

“Aren’t you hungry after being so busy?” Sikong Mo turned his head to glance at Ye Jiu, but his steps didn’t halt.

Ye Jiu didn’t know if she was mistaken, but she felt there was a hint of amusement in Young Master Sikong’s tone!

If it were anyone else, it would seem normal, but who was he?

It was Sikong Mo of the War King lineage!

The man who was perpetually stony-faced, suddenly smiling, was somehow a bit frightening.

It was only when Ye Jiu sat at a large dining table full of delicious dishes that she came to a realization, “Is this your residence in the capital city, Young Master Sikong?”

After seeing the smile at the corner of Sikong Mo’s mouth, Ye Jiu realized she had asked a ridiculous question.

If Sikong Mo brought her here to practice martial arts and eat, where else could this be if not his residence?

Yet Sikong Mo didn’t mock Ye Jiu’s foolishness; his lips slightly lifted, “Hmm, I estimate I’ll stay in the capital city for a while. If there’s anything, you can come here to find me.”

“Then I’ll thank Young Master Sikong in advance,” Ye Jiu said and then buried her head in her meal, not daring to speak another word for fear of blundering again.