"Mother, who prepared your wedding dress when you married my father?" Nan Wusi immediately ran to ask his mother after returning to the mansion.
"Of course it was sewn by Mother herself. Why are you suddenly asking about the wedding dress? Does my Wusi have someone she likes?" Jiang Zhirou teased.
"Oh dear, Mother, no, that's not it," Nan Wusi said reproachfully. "I just wanted to ask you how wedding dresses are usually made, what styles and taboos there are, and whether the phoenix coronet is also prepared by oneself."
"Then why are you asking this? You're not planning to sew a wedding dress." Jiang Zhirou found it a bit strange.
"It's because a customer came to my shop today and wanted me to sew her a wedding dress." Nan Wusi shrugged helplessly.
"What?" Jiang Zhirou was somewhat incredulous that someone would actually ask her daughter to sew a wedding dress. She couldn't quite process this news.
"Whose daughter would make such a request?" Jiang Zhirou recalled the news she had heard recently. "Could it be Tang Tang, the daughter of the Minister of Revenue?"
"Indeed, Mother is very perceptive." Nan Wusi smiled and flattered her without making a sound.
"That's understandable." Jiang Zhirou had also heard the recent rumors. Although she didn't outwardly show much concern for her daughter's small shop, she would subtly inquire about Mengyifang whenever she attended gatherings of the ladies. Furthermore, she would speak up whenever she heard someone slandering Mengyifang. Nan Wusi, however, was unaware of all this.
After learning about the situation, Jiang Zhirou talked to Nan Wusi about the sewing, style, and precautions for the wedding dress. She also told Nan Wusi that the phoenix crown is usually made by the bride from a jewelry store or by a specialized craftsman.
In the end, after listening to the explanations, Nanwusi felt that the wedding dresses of this dynasty did not seem to have many rules, and were not too different from her own understanding, which reassured her a lot.
The reason why Nan Wusi is finding it difficult now is entirely because the ready-made clothing options in the system shop do not include wedding dresses, so Nan Wusi has no reference points.
Her only knowledge about wedding dresses came from watching numerous TV dramas, but if she were to actually sew one herself, she would need to know every single detail, making it quite difficult and a challenge for her. Fortunately, Tangtang's wedding is still six months away.
"Mother, do you still have your wedding dress? I'd like to see it." Nan Wusi asked to see the wedding dress Jiang Zhirou wore when she married her father.
"Of course I've kept it. Wait for me to get it for you." Jiang Zhirou's wedding dress was packed in her dowry chest and is now in her wardrobe in her room.
Soon, Jiang Zhirou took out her wedding dress and showed it to Nan Wusi, her eyes revealing a look of nostalgia.
"I can't believe so many years have passed in the blink of an eye, and you've grown into a beautiful young woman. I still remember the day I married your father."
Nan Wusi carefully held Jiang Zhirou's wedding dress, examining it closely. The dress wasn't particularly ornate or elaborate, but small details revealed the care her mother had put into its creation. The fact that it had been so well-preserved over the years also showed the strong bond between her parents.
"I also hope to be like Father and Mother in the future, so Mother, please stop arranging blind dates and stuff, okay?" Nan Wusi said with a mix of emotion and coquetry.
"Your mother is doing this for your own good. Before you are engaged, if the Emperor were to issue an imperial decree to marry you to the Crown Prince, even your father would be powerless to stop it." Jiang Zhirou sighed and stroked the stray hairs on Nan Wusi's forehead.
"Mother, there's always a way to solve things," Nan Wusi could only offer this consolation.
"I hope so." Jiang Zhirou certainly hoped that her daughter could find happiness.
After learning about the wedding dress, Nan Wusi returned to her room. She felt much relieved to find out that there were no strange rules regarding the wedding dress. Now, all she needed to do was quickly improve her skills.
However, her current beauty level is simply not enough. The deposit that Tangtang paid was only enough to upgrade her embroidery skill from level three to level six, and she hasn't even started learning the design skill yet.
Namo Si is now truly experiencing both a lack of time and money, and is acutely aware of his own poverty.
"How about we go talk to Prince Yi tomorrow?" Nan Wu thought it best to put the planning for the second store on the agenda as soon as possible.
The thought of Prince Yi reminded her of the half of the Mandarin Duck Blood Jade that Xiao Yi had tricked her out of at Red Maple Mountain. She took out her half and examined it carefully in her hand.
"What special function does this blood jade have that requires a thousand beauty points and there's no instruction manual? It's such a rip-off," Nan Wusi said, somewhat annoyed.
"Forget it, I don't want to think about it anymore. I hope I can find Xiao Yi at the Rainbow Pavilion tomorrow."
After Nan Wusi finished speaking, she put the blood jade away again. Unbeknownst to her, her voice was clearly emanating from the other side of the blood jade.
Upon hearing the voice, Xiao Yi's lips curled into a smile, and he picked up the blood jade, rubbing the patterns on it with his hand. This little girl finally remembered to come to him; he wondered what favor she wanted from him this time.
Xuan Li, standing to the side, watched as her lord took out the blood jade again and inexplicably smiled, sensing something was amiss. Lately, the lord had been frequently taking out the blood jade to play with, his face always displaying an inscrutable or unpredictable expression.
"Xuan Li," Xiao Yi called out.
"Your subordinate is here."
"Did you hear anything just now?" Xiao Yi wanted to investigate something further.
"Your Highness, I didn't hear anything." Xuan Li was somewhat suspicious. Could there be an assassin? He suddenly felt a little nervous.
"Oh, then it's alright." Xiao Yi then added.
Xuan Li retreated, completely bewildered.
"It seems that only I can hear the voice emanating from this Mandarin Duck Blood Jade." Xiao Yi is now certain of this.
"But why was there no sound for so long after last time, yet we can hear it again today?" Xiao Yi was puzzled, but he didn't intend to verify it now; he could only investigate it slowly.
"Xuan Li, go to the Rainbow Pavilion tomorrow." Xiao Yi recalled the words Nan Wusi had sent through the Blood Jade earlier that day.
"But didn't His Highness just go there yesterday?" Xuan Li asked, somewhat puzzled, as His Highness didn't usually go so frequently.
"What, I've only been there once, so I can't go again?" Xiao Yi said, somewhat displeased.
"Please forgive me, Your Highness. I spoke out of turn." Xuan Li immediately apologized.
"Hmm, this will not happen again." Xiao Yi exuded the aura of a superior.
He's only going to inspect his own properties tomorrow; it's definitely not because he knows someone will make a special trip to the Ni Chang Pavilion to see him.
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