Upon learning that Zhang Xu wanted to have two sets of men's summer clothes made, Mo Niang's expression clearly showed some impatience, but she dared not say more due to Zhang Xu's status, and could only say, "Please forgive me, Miss Xu, the Imperial Clothing Bureau is really busy right now, I'm afraid your matter will have to be put on hold."
Zhang Xu was overjoyed when she thought there was no chance, but unexpectedly Mo Niang agreed. She handed her the fabric and also stuffed a silver ingot into her hand. "Then I'll trouble Mo Niang to take care of it when she has time. I'm not in a hurry, Mo Niang can take her time."
Originally, Zhang Xu was someone who bullied others by relying on her power, but she was unexpectedly so easy to talk to and generous. Immediately, a smile appeared on her face: "Don't worry, Miss, I will definitely make it for you as soon as possible. But if you want to make clothes for someone, you should at least give me the person's measurements! Otherwise, the clothes won't fit properly."
Zhang Xu hadn't really thought about the size; she was used to buying one-size-fits-all clothes online and forgot that making clothes required a size chart.
Sixty-five, do you know Yan Chenghuan's measurements?
I don't know about the 65-year-old!
Zhang Xu thought to herself, "What use are you?"
Liu Wu spoke up, looking aggrieved. "How could anyone know such a thing? How could a librarian know the second male lead's body measurements?"
She and Yan Chenghuan were not only unfamiliar with each other, but also hostile to each other. Asking someone who was hostile to her about his body measurements was terrible. How could she have encountered such an embarrassing situation?
You can secretly measure him at night after he falls asleep. Sixty-five jumps out and gives bad advice.
The intention was good, but I suggest not to go on this trip next time.
Zhang Xu thought for a long time and finally realized that Liu Wu's idea was actually the best. The only way to find out about it without making a fuss was to measure it quietly herself.
Rong Yue noticed that Zhang Xu was absent-minded all day and thought it was because she had heatstroke due to the hot weather, so she sent her home to rest early and stopped letting her serve her.
It was almost the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the crescent moon was gradually becoming fuller. All was quiet when a figure secretly slipped out of the Pearl Palace. Despite his slender frame, he moved with surprising agility, scaling walls and leaping across steps. This person was none other than Yan Chenghuan, who was preparing to secretly take measurements under the moonlight.
Sixty-five, you think he should be asleep by now?
The palace was eerily quiet at night. The lanterns on the eaves cast a hazy glow, and under their soft light, the silence was so profound that one could hear the rustling of insects crawling through the grass. Zhang Xu chatted absentmindedly with Sixty-Five in her mind while secretly encouraging herself.
The Hua Li Palace was eerily dark at night. As she walked through the alley, it felt as if someone was breathing on her neck. Zhang Xu shivered and secretly tightened her sleeves.
The gate that she had kicked down during the day had been put back up, and Zhang Xu found a tree next to the wall and climbed it up.
There were no lights in the courtyard, only wild grass dancing in the wind under the pale moonlight.
Zhang Xu took a breath and tiptoed toward Yan Chenghuan's room. The closer she got, the more nervous she became. When she was almost there, she nervously covered her mouth, afraid that her breathing would wake the person inside.
Just as she was about to push open the broken door latch, a scream rang out in the yard. Zhang Xu was so startled that she almost couldn't breathe. When she came to her senses, she realized that a stray cat had darted into the yard.
Finding the person inside still asleep, having only slightly turned over, Zhang Xu slowly pushed open the creaking door.
Moonlight filtered through the cracks and fell on Yan Chenghuan's fair face. Gone was the cold hardness he possessed when awake; instead, he exuded a sense of weakness and pitifulness. His fine eyelashes obscured his sharp eyes, with only the moonlight casting shadows in them. His nose was high and straight, his lips were tightly pressed together, and his body was curled up, revealing that even in his sleep, he was not very peaceful.
Although Yan Chenghuan was the villainous second male lead in "Flying Snow and Clear Silence," he was just as popular as the male lead, Lu Qinglan, at the time. After all, Yan Chenghuan possessed both the male lead's looks and his strength. Besides these, he also had a fragile and vulnerable quality that the male lead lacked. Many readers clamored to take him home as a character.
Upon closer inspection, Zhang Xu felt a long-lost tenderness stir within her.
It wasn't until the sixty-fiveth reminder that Zhang Xu remembered the purpose of her trip, so she carefully took out a ruler from her sleeve and compared it to Yan Chenghuan's body.
After measuring her arms, Zhang Xu looked up to measure her waist and met a pair of eyes that appeared even darker and more eerie in the night.
Zhang Xu screamed and fell flat on her backside.
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