It was the most popular store in the capital of the Constance Empire, Constance Avignon.
He revisited there first because the store owner personally came to greet Illeon, who was sitting in the carriage yesterday, and secondly, because he didn’t miss the butler’s words, “The ladies sitting in the park were only dressed in Levalein clothes.”
“Welcome, Duke. Thank you for coming back.”
And thirdly, because even after seeing the Duke, who is rumored to be unfortunate and blind, the owner treated him like a regular customer. Judging by her attitude, she did not seem to gossip that the blind beast of the empire came to buy clothes.
“Then, I would like to have a few sets of clothes for this young lady.”
“A few sets? I don’t need that many clothes. I just need one. The coat you tore yesterday…”
“Are you kidding me? Not even one set for each season: spring, summer, autumn, winter.”
“This is a very expensive place. How could you buy such clothes for me? I have enough with the clothes I am wearing now.”
“Don’t forget that the clothes provided by the Imperial family must be returned when you quit your job.”
Illeon chuckled to himself as he felt Lona, who had come to the dressing room in her maid outfit because she had no suitable clothes, squirm.
“Then, miss. Shall we follow this way?”
Indeed, the owner’s business skills were remarkable. It was the most popular store in the empire. Emily, the owner of Levalein, guided Illeon, Bernard, and Lona to a private room.
“Wow.”
As soon as she stepped in, Lona exclaimed.
“What are you looking at?”
Illeon was genuinely curious. Before his eyes went wrong, young ladies often fainted at the sight of him. Even though he lost his eyesight, he should not have lost his looks, but Lona never exclaimed at the sight of him. He was very curious as to what she had seen to make such an exclamation.
“Well, first of all, it’s a large circular room, and there’s a round hole in the ceiling.”
“I’ve never seen anything like this before. If you stand in new clothes up there, you’ll look like an angel.”
Bernard chimed in.
“And along the perimeter of the wall, beautiful fabrics are decorated in a long line. In various colors.”
Illeon tried to visualize the scene as Lona described it. He could vividly imagine a scruffy girl with red hair and blue eyes looking around with bright eyes.
“Duke, I brought several fabric samples here.”
Emily was indeed a discerning person. She had deduced that Illeon’s thoughts would most influence sales. She sat him on a large sofa and placed a heavy bundle of fabric samples, cut and tied together, on his lap.
Illeon touched each one by hand. The skyfalling, thin, velvety fabric seemed cool enough to wear in summer. Thicker and firmer fabric was perfect for making fall outing clothes. Regardless of which one he felt, they were all far superior to the clothes Lona was wearing yesterday.
“I think I need to order a coat to wear in winter. Don’t you have any winter fabric?”
“Since the current season is spring, they are in the warehouse. However, we do have a few completed garments, would you like to check?”
Emily busily returned with armfuls of coats. Illeon carefully touched each one. The collar of the coat, the draped lace on the sleeve, the double buttons neatly attached to the waist, etc.
“Good. Can we adjust the size to fit Lona?”
“Yes. These are all basted pieces, so if you purchase them, we can tailor them to Lona’s measurements.”
“Then buy all these coats.”
Emily’s voice filled with cheer.
“Thank you.”
In the meantime, Lona, who had changed into a dress in the next room, awkwardly returned to the private room.
“Come up here, Miss.”
“Like this?”
When the sunlight falling from the round skylight hit, the lace of the dress sparkled. Lona admired herself in the mirror.
“I understand the secret of this room. It feels like I would buy anything I try on here.”
Emily chuckled at Lona’s innocent twinkling eyes.
“Why worry? His Highness has already bought more than twenty suits.”
“What? Pardon? Excuse me, sir. Shone does not need so many clothes.”
Ignoring Lona’s desperate cry, Illeon focused his senses on his fingertips to choose spring and autumn clothes. It was very busy as he also had to choose summer clothes.
“Take her and try on the spring clothes again.”
Emily faithfully followed the water’s words.
It was then.
“Who is this? I’m surprised to see you here.”
As soon as he heard that voice, Illeon’s eyes turned cold. There was only one person in the Empire who could speak so rudely to Illeon, the second in line for the Imperial throne.
“Saviel.”
Illeon did not bother to address such Saviel as ‘Crown Prince’.
“What brings you here? I didn’t know you were wandering outside the mansion.”
“You have such a narrow mind, you won’t know many things.”
“What’s wrong?”
Saviel was irritated. Lona, who was standing in her underwear in the next changing room, unknowingly crossed her arms and covered her body at the sound of a strange man’s rant. Seeing Lona scared, Emily smiled as if it was okay, opened the curtain and left the private room.
“Greetings to His Highness the Crown Prince.”
“I thought you had gone somewhere since you were serving another guest.”
“I was consulting with a guest who arrived earlier.”
“A blind beast chooses clothes? Ha ha. This is the funniest joke lately.”
Saviel approached Illeon who was sitting still.
“Instead of wandering around and getting into an accident, you should go back to the mansion quietly.”
“You should worry about your words causing an accident.”
Then Saviel’s knight stepped forward.
“How dare you disrespect His Highness the Crown Prince.”
Illeon turned his head towards where the sound was heard. The focus was not clear in the hazy gray eyes, but the cold look in those eyes was so clear that the knight unknowingly swallowed his saliva.
“By the way, who did you bring? Is there a woman hidden somewhere?”
Saviel’s eyes scanned the curtain that covered the changing room.
“Can’t the Duke open his eyes? I’ll take a look for you. Who knows? A cunning woman might be tailing you, hoping to gain the Duke’s wealth.”
It was when Saviel was about to touch the changing room curtain.
Thud.
Illeon precisely caught his hand.
The Male lead Always Seduces Her with His Beauty (Matriarchy)
Xin Jiao Zhou is the leader of the world’s premier sect. She has just experienced betrayal from all sides, was poisoned in an assassination attempt, and faced death squad attacks while the poison was taking effect. After finally clearing out the scum from her sect, she was drugged again while trying to detoxify.
After waking up from a night of unconsciousness, she gained a “beautiful and kind-hearted” husband.
Xin Jiao Zhou: “???”
He fell ill.
She came to see him, bringing breakfast.
As she put down the breakfast and was about to leave, his hand slipped while holding the spoon. “Clank!”
She turned around upon hearing the noise.
He looked up at her, his eyebrows drooping: “My hand… has no strength.”
“Shall I… feed you?” she asked tentatively.
He opened his mouth cheerfully: “Ah—”
Thinking she was drowning, he jumped in without hesitation to save her, but nearly drowned himself. In the end, it was she who swam over to rescue him, giving him air underwater.
After emerging from the water, his ear tips turned red. He lightly brushed his cheek, tucking his sideburns behind his ear, revealing delicate, pink-tinged ear tips. He lowered his gaze, too embarrassed to look at her.
Xin Jiao Zhou: He’s truly beautiful, kind-hearted, and adorable.
A certain someone when disciplining subordinates behind the scenes: “If they don’t obey, just kill them.”
What’s that? She might already have someone she cares about in her heart? A certain someone: Find out who it is, kill them, and then there won’t be anyone.
What? She met a man by the riverside? What? That man even hurt her? A certain someone: Whichever hand hurt her, chop off his entire arm.
Love at first sight without realizing it, gradually falling in love, slowly getting closer…
Family and national grudges, schemes and desires, good and evil, crime and punishment, she and he face the future together, seeking justice with passion!
A naturally dark female lead who could accidentally destroy the world but is actually an honest person VS a weak, pitiful, and helpless but skilled fighter, beautiful white-cut black male lead
My heart is not of stone, how steadfast is your love? — Tao Yuanming “Imitating the Ancients (No. 3)”
— Reading Guide —
Cold female lead & dramatic black lotus with hidden yandere traits male lead
