In her past life, Shen Pingjin trusted the wrong person from the very beginning, pouring her deep affection into the Crown Prince who ended up killing her.
Her flawless left face was viciousl...
The maid led Shen Pingjin and Yan Jue up to the second floor.
Shen Ruixue and Su Xuanmao also came to Yujingfang today. After all, he is the Crown Prince, so Li Qin'er had to be polite and respectful. Su Xuanmao knew that Shen Ruixue would be returning to her parents' home in a few days, so he also planned to make some royal clothes for her.
However, due to the Emperor's call for simplification in recent years, Su Xuanmao could only buy Shen Ruixue a standard piece of Shu brocade. But then he remembered that Shen Ruixue's homecoming was on the same day as Shen Pingjin's, so he hesitated whether to buy something better.
Shen Ruixue was no less intelligent; how could she not guess Su Xuanmao's thoughts? Although she also wanted to buy some fine fabrics, if she brought it up herself, the Crown Prince would only think she was selfish and materialistic.
However, her pride was a minor matter; Su Xuanmao's status as the Crown Prince was a major one. Shen Ruixue thought it best to let Su Xuanmao figure this out himself.
Later, Su Xuanmao decided to follow his father's wishes and bought Shu brocade for Shen Ruixue.
Su Xuanmao's clothes were usually made by the owner of Yujingfang. He asked Li Qin'er for nine bolts of Shu brocade and then led Shen Ruixue upstairs.
Compared to the subtle intimacy between Yan Jue and Shen Pingjin, there was absolutely no intimacy between Shen Ruixue and Su Xuanmao.
The aunt, the head of the workshop, sat on a mahogany chair, wearing a milky white brocade robe under a white gauze dress. Her jet-black hair cascaded down her shoulders like three thousand waterfalls. Green jade beads hung from her round, white earlobes. She had willow-leaf eyebrows, delicate eyes, thin lips, and a fine nose. Her whole person was like ice and jade, aloof and cold. Although she was over thirty, she was still thin and not plump.
Upon seeing Su Xuanmao arrive, Aunt Yuyan, the head of the workshop, stood up from her chair, leaned back slightly, and bowed to the two of them. "Aunt Yuyan, the head of the Imperial Capital Workshop, greets His Highness the Crown Prince and His Highness the Crown Princess."
Aunt Yuyan had made many fine clothes for the royal family, and Su Xuanmao naturally knew Aunt Yuyan's status in the textile industry. He quickly stepped forward to help her up, saying, "Aunt Yuyan, you are too kind. I have come today with an important matter to ask of you."
Aunt Yuyan nodded slightly, "Your Highness, please continue."
Su Xuanmao looked at Shen Ruixue beside him, then called Mingyue and Qingfeng, who were carrying the cloth behind him, to present the Shu brocade that Li Qin'er had just given them.
Aunt Yuyan frowned slightly. "Your Highness, are you going to use these Shu brocades to make some clothes?"
Su Xuanmao nodded, "Indeed, the Crown Princess and I are newly married and will be returning to the Shen family in a few days. It would be a bit unreasonable not to provide the Crown Princess with some new clothes."
Because of the Emperor's order, only those present knew what happened between Shen Ruixue and Shen Pingjin.
The others just thought Shen Pingjin was unlucky and foolish. After all, marrying the wrong person was already outrageous enough, but the emperor asked Shen Pingjin directly if she regretted it, and she still resolutely wanted to marry Yan Jue.
Aunt Yuyan had naturally heard about this matter as well. She frowned slightly and slowly turned her gaze to the woman next to Su Xuanmao.
Su Xuanmao was dressed in a milky white brocade robe, his long black hair was tied up high, and he had handsome features and a graceful figure.
A perfectly round, translucent white jade pendant hung at his waist. His expression was calm; just standing there, he exuded a serene and radiant aura, as gentle and refined as jade.
Beside the brilliant and talented crown prince stood a woman of unremarkable appearance.
Her eyebrows and eyes were pale, and her features could only be described as delicate. She was wearing the plain clothes that young ladies from the Shen family wore. The only thing that caught the eye was her skin, which was as smooth as cream.
Aunt Yuyan couldn't help but sigh, "This second young lady of the Shen family is truly lucky."
She nodded to Shen Ruixue, "Your Highness, please come with me."
Shen Ruixue obediently followed.
Aunt Yuyan, as expected of the head of Yujingfang, had long, nimble hands that moved gracefully over Shen Ruixue's body. Before long, she walked respectfully to Su Xuanmao's side.
Aunt Yuyan looked somewhat troubled. "Your Highness, it seems that the Crown Princess's dress cannot be made for the time being."
Su Xuanmao was puzzled. "Why can't it be done? Did something happen?"
Aunt Yuyan shook her head, glancing hesitantly at Shen Ruixue. "Your Highness, the Crown Princess is rather thin. Perhaps she needs to eat more to be able to tailor the royal garments."
"This..." Su Xuanmao never expected that the reason why Aunt Yuyan felt she couldn't do it was this.
Shen Ruixue was stunned when she heard this. Back in the Shen family mansion, the tailors her father had hired from outside all said that she had a slender waist, a slim figure, and looked good in clothes. But now...
She frowned slightly, but her expression remained normal. "Brother Su, Ruixue will try her best to become more voluptuous."
Su Xuanmao snorted coldly, "You'll be going back to your parents' home in a few days. Do you think you can become plump in just a few days? If you go to see them dressed like this, aren't you afraid of being laughed at?"
Shen Ruixue was stunned. She really didn't expect Su Xuanmao to say such a thing in front of Aunt Yuyan. "Brother Su, you..."
Su Xuanmao ignored her and started playing with the jade pendant at his waist.
Aunt Yuyan knew that His Highness the Crown Prince wanted to marry Shen Pingjin, but he ended up marrying the second daughter who was also getting married that day. She couldn't help but feel a little angry. "Your Highness," she said, "there is actually another way, but..."
Aunt Yuyan took the Shu brocade, saying, "It might take a bit more effort."
Su Xuanmao waved his hand, "It's alright to put in a little more effort, as long as it can be completed by the day after tomorrow."
Aunt Yuyan was taken aback, "The day after tomorrow?"
Su Xuanmao frowned slightly. "Aunt Yuyan, is this really going to be done?"
"Not really, it's just..."
"Just what?"
"This servant is just thinking that since His Highness the Crown Prince will be receiving the clothes the day after tomorrow, why not buy a few ready-made garments to take with him?"
However, most of the clothes worn by the royal family are made to fit their measurements, so buying them casually would be somewhat embarrassing.
Su Xuanmao hadn't thought of this aspect, and he replied in a deep voice, "The day after tomorrow is the day of my return visit to my parents' home. It's an important day, and I feel that ready-made clothes are not as valuable as those tailor-made ones."
Aunt Yuyan seemed to understand something. "I see. I was wrong. I hope Your Highness will forgive me."
Su Xuanmao waved his hand, "It's alright, it's just that I'll have to trouble Aunt Yuyan with the matter of cutting the clothes."
Aunt Yuyan shook her head. "It's good that His Highness the Crown Prince doesn't blame me. This is all my duty."
As everyone knows, Yujing Clothing Shop ostensibly serves the general public, but in reality, everyone knows perfectly well that Yujingfang is a tailor shop exclusively for the royal family.
Aunt Yuyan led her maid to the first floor, followed closely by Su Xuanmao and Shen Ruixue. At the same time, Yan Jue and Shen Pingjin, led by their maid, went up to the second floor.
The moment Su Xuanmao saw Shen Pingjin, he immediately let go of Shen Ruixue's hand, which he had been holding.
The woman wore a light pink ruqun (a type of traditional Chinese dress), with light makeup, and had a refined and elegant demeanor. The heels of her embroidered shoes made a soft sound as they stepped on the wooden stairs.
Her hands were flawless white, and she gently lifted them to brush the stray hairs behind her ears.
Su Xuanmao never imagined that he and Shen Pingjin would meet again in Yujingfang.