As soon as the carved wooden door of the side hall of the Taifu Mansion was closed, Shen Ruorou couldn't wait to stuff the moon-white skirt into Shen Weiwan's arms. The pearl necklace shone hypocritically in the candlelight: "Sister, change quickly, don't make the people outside wait anxiously."
Shen Weiwan pinched the hem of her skirt and shrank back. Just as her fingertips touched the prickly grass shavings on the lining, she immediately let go with a cry of "Ouch": "Sister, why is there so much fuzz inside your skirt?"
Shen Ruorou's heart skipped a beat, but she smiled gently: "Maybe it's been in the warehouse for too long, so it's a little dusty. Don't mind it, sister~" She reached out to tidy up Shen Weiwan, but her nails secretly pinched the other's wrist.
"Hiss—" Shen Weiwan took a half step back suddenly, bumping into the basin brought by Chuntao. The splashing water wet Shen Ruoruo's cuffs. "I'm sorry, sister!" She apologized hurriedly, taking the opportunity to grab Shen Ruoruo's sleeve and wipe it, but her fingertips reached into the other's skirt pocket like a butterfly through flowers.
"Look at you, you're always so clumsy." Shen Ruoruo pulled her hand back and brushed off the water stains in disgust, not noticing that there was a small handful of grass debris in her skirt pocket.
Shen Weiwan lowered her head, a barely perceptible smile curling up at the corner of her mouth. Taking advantage of the chaos, she had already shaken all the nettle grass debris from her moon-white skirt into the skirt pocket of Shen Ruoruo's regular clothes. That idiot had also hung her spare skirt on the side hall screen to show off, making it convenient for her to "add more ingredients."
"Sister," she suddenly pointed at the hem of Shen Ruoruo's skirt and exclaimed, "there are grass scraps on your skirt!"
Shen Ruorou was startled. She looked down and saw a few green hairs stuck to the inside of her skirt. She slapped them away hurriedly: "This...this must have been picked up on the road just now!"
"Really?" Shen Weiwan tilted her head, picked up her moon-white skirt and shook it in the light, "But I have it in my skirt too, exactly the same as the one in your sister's skirt pocket." She twisted her fingertips lightly, picked up a small handful of grass and held it in front of Shen Ruoruo's eyes, "Sister, this seems to be the nettle that makes people's skin itchy?"
"You're talking nonsense!" Shen Ruorou screamed and slapped her hand away, a trace of panic flashing across her face, "It's just ordinary grass clippings! If you don't want to wear it, just say so directly. Why make up these nonsense!"
"I'm not making this up." Shen Weiwan pouted in grievance, her eyes instantly reddened. "A few days ago, I was pricked by nettle in the garden. The doctor said that this grass will cause red bumps when it touches the skin, and it itches so badly..."
As soon as these words came out, the maids serving beside them subconsciously took half a step back. Qing He's face turned pale, and she secretly glared at Shen Ruoruo - I told you not to use this dirty trick!
Shen Ruorou was so angry that her nails dug into her palms, but she could only pretend to be calm: "Sister, don't scare yourself, change your clothes quickly." She snatched the moon-white skirt and put it on Shen Weiwan roughly, "If you delay any longer, Madam Taifu will send someone to urge you!"
Chen Weiwan obediently raised her hand to let her put it on, but when she turned to tie her belt, she seemed to accidentally brush the hem of Chen Ruoruo's dress hanging on the screen with her sleeve. Chuntao was quick-witted and pretended to adjust her clothes, quickly shaking off the last bit of grass debris.
"Okay, okay," Shen Ruorou watched Shen Weiwan put on the moon-white dress, and looked up and down with satisfaction, "Look, it fits so well, let's go out."
Shen Weiwan nodded "reluctantly", and before leaving, she suddenly pointed at Shen Ruorou's hair: "Sister, there seems to be grass debris in your hair too."
Shen Ruorou hurriedly raised her hand to touch, but she didn't touch anything. She looked at Shen Weiwan's back suspiciously, always feeling that something was wrong, but she couldn't tell.
When the two returned to the Peony Garden, Madam Taifu was enjoying the flowers with the noble ladies. As soon as Shen Weiwan appeared, everyone's eyes immediately focused on her - the moon-white dress was indeed a size too big for her, and the pearl necklace at the neckline was crooked, making her look like a child who had stolen adult clothes.
"What's wrong with Weiwan?" Seeing this, Madam Taifu immediately waved her over.
As soon as Shen Weiwan approached, Shen Ruorou rushed to speak: "It's all my fault that I was careless and soiled my sister's hibiscus skirt, so I had to let her wear mine." As she spoke, she considerately adjusted Shen Weiwan's collar, but her nails secretly hooked the pearl necklace and pulled it down.
"Ouch!" Shen Weiwan exclaimed at the right moment. The pearl necklace broke with a "snap", and the beads rolled all over the floor. She hurriedly squatted to pick it up, but deliberately bumped into Shen Ruoruo's skirt.
"Sister, look at you!" Shen Ruorou screamed and backed away, just in time to a clump of peonies. Her skirt swept across the branches, and a few petals fell on them. She subconsciously brushed them away, but suddenly felt a strange itch on the inside of her thigh.
"What's wrong, Ruorou?" asked the noble lady next to her.
"No...it's okay." Shen Ruorou resisted the itch, secretly cursing Shen Weiwan for being clumsy. But the itch became more and more intense, like countless little bugs crawling under her skin, making her unable to help but pinch it with her fingertips.
Shen Weiwan lowered her head to pick up the pearls, but the corners of her mouth were almost curled up to her ears. She knew that the effect of the nettle grass was about to take effect.
"Madam," she suddenly raised her head, her eyes red, "this dress doesn't fit me at all, and it even broke my sister's pearl necklace..."
Madam Taifu looked at her pitiful appearance, and then at Shen Ruoruo's constantly twisting posture, and she already understood in her heart. She patted Shen Weiwan's hand and said, "Silly child, it's broken, it's no big deal. Come on, I'll take you to the warehouse to pick out a new one. It's guaranteed to be better looking than your hibiscus skirt!"
"Really? Thank you, ma'am!" Shen Weiwan's eyes lit up and she immediately burst into laughter.
Shen Ruorou watched their backs as they left. The itch on the inside of her thighs had spread to her waist, making her want to lift her skirt and scratch it right there and then. She couldn't bear it any longer, so she winked at Qinghe next to her and hurried to the side hall.
In the side hall, Shen Ruorou couldn't wait to take off her casual clothes to see what was going on. When she lifted her skirt, she saw a dense patch of red pimples on her snow-white skin, which made her scalp tingle.
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