Jian Zhaoxing

Chapter 50 White Rose and Red Rose

This is...Princess Pingning!
Miss Hua rubbed her eyes, a little bit unbelieving: "Princess, is this really the princess?"

Princess Pingning walked slowly towards the center of the small garden. As she walked, the moon-white hem of her skirt began to sway slightly.

Her skirt was made of several layers of moon-shadow gauze stacked together, decorated with a layer of gold powder, and the shadows were hazy, as if stars were twinkling.

A thin layer of white gauze on the outside added a hazy feeling to her whole person.

Princess Pingning had obviously put a lot of thought into it. Her lip rouge was much lighter and her makeup was a bit paler than before, making her look like a fragile little white flower swaying in the wind.

This was considered to be an accurate grasp of the preferences of the men present. Most of them kept their eyes on her and did not move away for a long time.

It was not until Princess Pingning smiled shyly that everyone came to their senses.

"The princess is indeed one of the most beautiful women. Now looking at it this way, the feng shui of Shengjing City is indeed nourishing!" Miss Hua praised her outfit highly.

Princess Pingning said a few humble words, but she could no longer suppress the smile on her face.

"Grandma, Prince Jiang and the princess are both very well dressed. It's worth my trip to Shengjing City." Miss Hua's eyes were full of smiles.

She and Princess Pingning were both immersed in joy and didn't notice that the smile on the old lady's lips had faded a lot.

Princess Pingning has been waiting for the old lady's evaluation of her, but for some reason, the old lady remains indifferent.

Fortunately, the response from others was still very enthusiastic, and Princess Pingning stepped down like a star surrounded by stars.

She raised her chin proudly, as if she had already secured the top spot.

"Next, Lin Zhiqing." The maid's voice was very clear.

The name quickly attracted most people's attention. After all, no one forgot that she had just chosen the fisherman's net clothes.

Jiang Liuyun couldn't help but whisper in Lu Huai's ear: "What do you think Qing'er will come up with?"

"I don't know." Lu Huai answered very straightforwardly.

Jiang Liuyun didn't expect him to give any answer, so he just stared at the entrance, eagerly waiting.

"Ding-ling... Ding-ling-ling~"

Along with the crisp sound of bells, he caught a glimpse of a red skirt. With the rhythmic steps, the delicate cloud pattern on the skirt became faintly visible.

What’s even more clever is that the end of the skirt is decorated with a circle of bells, which jingle as she walks.

"What kind of clothing is this?" Jiang Liuyun widened his eyes and couldn't say anything else for a moment.

Hearing this, Lu Huai looked up towards the entrance.

Just one glance and he was stunned.

Unlike the traditional top and skirt, the thin woman wore a short jacket with small sleeves and a long skirt that dragged on the ground. The bright red skirt was embroidered with regular circular patterns in gold thread.

There are laces sewn at both ends of the long skirt. The laces are wrapped around and the excess parts hang down, which fixes the long skirt well without losing its beauty.

Lu Huai grew up with Lin Zhiqing since childhood. Although Lin Zhiqing mostly stayed with Lu Nanyue and did not have much contact with him, in his memory, Lin Zhiqing liked to wear plain clothes.

Perhaps because she had a hard time in the Lin family, she was very thin, her hair was dry and yellow, and she didn't wear any jewelry.

But for some reason, Lin Zhiqing was still the same Lin Zhiqing, but her face was full of energy and her whole body exuded a vitality.

The red dress made her lips and teeth look red, and her deep facial features sparkled in the sun.

Perhaps it was because of the lip balm, her originally soft and cold face took on a just right amount of aggressiveness, making it very dazzling.

For the first time, Lu Huai felt that Lin Zhiqing was a little strange.

No, not for the first time, his eyes were deep.

Meanwhile, Princess Pingning stared at Lin Zhiqing intently, nearly crushing the teacup in her hand. Those who had been praising her just now suddenly changed their expressions and began discussing Lin Zhiqing.

"Who said the top spot is a foregone conclusion? Lin Zhiqing's outfit is something I've never seen or heard of before!"

"It's beautiful, but the color is a bit too flashy. Lin Zhiqing is the daughter of a criminal, and this red is too glaring."

"Do you have to wear all white to look cool? It's like you're mourning. Only people like you fall for that."

"This... is disgraceful, disgraceful!"

Various discussions were heard everywhere, and on the high platform, the look of astonishment in Miss Hua's eyes was even more intense.

But she did not focus all her attention on Lin Zhiqing's face, but more on the novel dress.

Even the old lady was fascinated by the sight: "Nannan, have you seen her dressed like this in Bianliang?"

"Never." Miss Hua shook her head, with a strange light flashing in her eyes.

She couldn't help but get off the stand and stared at the thin clothes on Lin Zhiqing with burning eyes:

"Miss Lin, how many surprises do you have that I don't know about? This set of clothes is modified from our current regular clothes?"

"Miss Hua has good eyesight." Lin Zhiqing nodded.

Nowadays, the clothing of women in the Dasheng Dynasty mainly consists of a top and a skirt, and the Tang Dynasty skirt also has this structure.

The only difference between the two is that the skirt of the ruqun is longer, the upper ruqun is extremely short, and the visual area is small, so it looks very light.

Lin Zhiqing talked about these things in a very clear and logical way, making them easy for people to understand.

Miss Hua nodded thoughtfully: "Is this dress called a ruqun?"

"That's right." Lin Zhiqing took the initiative to stretch out his hand and motioned Miss Hua to touch it.

The first time Miss Hua put her hand on the clothes, a word appeared in her mind: "light".

This skirt looks complicated, but it feels very smooth and light, making it perfect for wearing in summer.

"Miss Lin, to be honest, my father and mother traveled a lot and often wrote me letters describing the local specialties, clothing, food, housing, and transportation."

"I'm familiar with a lot of ready-to-wear clothing, but I've never seen a skirt like the one you're wearing."

"When I saw her today, I was shocked by her beauty."

"If this kind of clothing could be mass-produced, it would surely be very popular among women."

Lin Zhiqing smiled. Who doesn’t love beautiful clothes?

She used to be unable to walk when she saw some exquisitely crafted Hanfu, because these costumes had their own styles and were beautiful.

Nowadays, noble ladies never leave their homes, and apart from studying various skills, they can also study clothing and jewelry.

Lin Zhiqing just took a walk outside, but he already made many women feel itchy.

"Ruqun? This is the first time I've seen such light and thin clothing. It's like clouds when you move around. It's really beautiful."

"The summer heat in Shengjing City is unbearable. Every time I go out, I have to wear several layers of clothes. This ruqun makes it unnecessary."

"My little sister is going to be coming of age in a few days, and she's been complaining about not having anything new to wear these past few days. Today, I think this ruqun is pretty good."

"No, no, this skirt is too thin and it's really immoral!"

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(End of this chapter)