Xu Changâan had spent so long on Muyu Peak, and from a personal standpoint, the clothes from the Immortal Sect on Muyu Peak truly didnât captivate him more than the garments made by the girls at Piluo Residence.
Itâs not that the Immortal Sectâs clothes were bad. After all, Muyu Peak valued feminine charm as well. Itâs just that... the clothes from Piluo Residence were tailored to fit Yun Qianâs appearance and temperament, which naturally made them more appealing.
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It wasnât long before Xu Changâan couldnât remember how many clothes he had received.
He only remembered that, to this day, he had never received the same piece twice.
He placed the short skirt in front of him into the storage pouch, thinking that if Ms. Dongfang hadnât lent him a storage pouch, he might have had to bundle them up and carry them back. Then... if someone from the Chaoyun Sect saw him, who knows what they might say about him?
As for having a System Space, Xu Changâan would never let Miss Yunâs day and night wear be handled by some âsystemâ.
Impossible.
Because it wasnât safe.
Thinking of this, Xu Changâan sighed.
This time when he goes back, even if it costs him everything, he must prepare a storage pouch for Miss Yun, who is about to enter cultivationââ
He may not have a storage pouch, but Miss Yun must not be without one.
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The girls at Piluo Residence saw Xu Changâan start to sigh and thought perhaps they had troubled the young man by giving him so many clothes, which made them a bit uneasy.
Thus, the stewardess of the clothing workshop cleared her throat and softly said, "Young Master, my sisters here might be a bit too enthusiastic... causing you trouble, but the girls only wanted Miss Yun to try on the clothes we make when weâre idle..."
"Hmm?" Xu Changâan looked at her strangely. He was just distracted, not at all dissatisfied.
But quickly, the girls here started to agree with the steward.
"Miss Yun is truly the most beautiful lady Iâve ever seen. No matter what clothes or hairstyle, she carries it all so well."
"Indeed, the first time I saw Ms. Yun on the street, I thought she would make an excellent model for clothes... Throughout Flower Moon Building, thereâs not a lady like Ms. Yun. If she joined Flower Moon Building, how would there be room for any other courtesan... boo hoo..."
Clearly underage, the thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl was dragged back into the crowd of women with a head full of black lines, internally âhandledâ.
Yun Qian joining Flower Moon Building?
Is that something one can even suggest?
Even if you want to flatter, thatâs not how you do it.
"Ahem, just a childâs babble, Young Master, please donât take it to heart." The steward said with some embarrassment, looking at Xu Changâan.
"Itâs okay." Xu Changâan thought that as long as they liked Miss Yun, he found it rather delightful to see, so he shook his head and pointed at his storage pouch asking, "Is this all?"
Speaking, he took out a stack of silver notes and placed it on the corner of the table.
The girlsâ eyes lit up at this sight.
So the young master wasnât annoyed, didnât he just use the word "only"?
Clearly, heâs not satisfied yet.
The girls of Piluo Residence exchanged glances, thinking that indeed if a wife is pretty enough, thereâs no man who can refuse to buy her beautiful clothes.
Theyâll make sure Xu Changâan leaves Piluo Residence completely satisfied.
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"Clothes need accessories too, Young Master, how about this headband and bracelet?" A young girl handed over two items.
A floral bracelet, a light red headband.
These werenât important; what mattered was that Xu Changâan noticed the subtle embellishments on top of the headband resembled little ears...
And they were like the ears of Li Hua.
Indeed, the girls here really liked Li Hua.
Miss Yun with cat ears?
...
Xu Changâan maintained a calm expression, quietly keeping the headband and bracelet, nodding and saying, "They look nice."
"Young Master, hereâs a pair of phoenix hairpins, and a pair of red glass earrings that pair well with the more vibrant clothes you collected earlier." The steward girl came over, opened a small jewelry box, and showed the pieces to Xu Changâan: "The gems can also be detached and colors changed."
"Earrings?" Xu Changâan was taken aback.
He thought of Yun Qian pestering him about getting her ears pierced, thinking that Yun Qian really liked jewelry. But before he could voice his thoughts, the steward girl chuckled: "Oh, I know Miss Yun wouldnât dabble in poor things like that. These earrings clip on."
"Really?" A thought flashed in Xu Changâanâs heart, taking the jewelry box, he asked, "Clip-ons? Wouldnât they be uncomfortable?"
"Ahem." The steward woman blushed slightly, speaking in a low voice: "They donât hurt, made from the same material as the necklaces from Qingmei Workshop, specially customized by me, and they wonât hurt even if worn all the time... they might fall off easily, but since Miss Yun isnât very active, it shouldnât be an issue."
"Thank you for your help." Xu Changâan accepted the jewelry.
However, he found it a bit strange because after the steward delivered these earrings, all the girls around showed knowing smiles, even the mature steward woman blushed.
What was going on?
Qingmei Workshop, what kind of place is that?
And what perked Xu Changâanâs ears was the questioning voice of a young girl from the crowd.
"Sister, what kind of place is Qingmei Workshop? Donât lie to the young master, how can clip-on earrings not hurt?"
Xu Changâan looked over and saw it was that underage girl who had compared Yun Qian to the women of Flower Moon Building earlier, clearly not âhandledâ cleanly by the girls.
Hearing this, Xu Changâan looked at the steward woman, feeling a bit of skepticism though he didnât believe she would deceive him.