The little female is incredibly sweet and soft, healing the five evil beasts right from the start.

Chapter 198 Design
The hovercar is still flying on the road.

Jiang Mian nestled in Zhao Ci's arms, while Zhao Ci wrapped his arms around her and brought up the personal computer screen on his wrist.

"Wife, how about we design clothes together?" Zhao Ci rested his chin on Jiang Mian's neck and asked softly.

The way the emperor addressed his wife always had a sticky, coquettish, and ingratiating quality, sounding incredibly sweet and soft, making one's heart flutter.

"I can't design clothes," Jiang Mian shook her head.

“These clothes are very simple.” Zhao Ci’s purple-gold eyes flickered slightly, and his chin gently rubbed against the soft flesh of Jiang Mian’s neck. “Mianmian can learn them at a glance.”

Jiang Mian was somewhat curious: "Then let me see."

Before long, she understood what the simplicity of the imperial edict meant: the simplicity lay in the very little fabric.

The two pieces are indeed very simple.

"Mianmian, shall I design underwear for you?" Zhao Ci's face was filled with a happy smile. He pressed his cheek tightly against Jiang Mian's cheek and rubbed it affectionately. His voice was extremely soft. "From now on, Mianmian will wear underwear designed by me."

Jiang Mian suddenly felt like laughing for some reason.

"Wow, that's so domineering!" Jiang Mian almost burst out laughing. "Even my underwear and bras are designed by you. How domineering!"

Zhao Ci understood Jiang Mian's teasing. The redness in her thin eyelids had not faded. At this moment, her eyes were half-closed, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and her cheeks flushed, making her look even more beautiful and alluring.

“No,” Zhao Ci retorted softly.

"Then if I wear underwear designed by someone else, will you still be jealous?" Jiang Mian continued to tease, finding it quite amusing.

"A little." Zhao Ci averted his gaze, not daring to look at Jiang Mian.

Jiang Mian chuckled: "Pfft, no, Zhao Ci, are you really jealous?"

“Wear the designs I made for you from now on.” Zhao Ci leaned over and kissed her smiling lips. “You can also participate in designing whatever you like now, so it can be considered as a joint design between us.”

Hearing this, Jiang Mian became interested.

"Alright, alright, let's begin." Jiang Mian's eyes gleamed with eager anticipation.

Zhao Ci then turned on the virtual computer screen, his slender fingers lightly tapping a few times on the screen to design a three-dimensional model of underwear, before gently asking, "What color do you want?"

“Pink!” Jiang Mian smiled.

"Do you like this butterfly pattern?" Zhao Ci took her finger and placed it on the back of her hand, letting his fingers move the purple-gold butterfly pattern on the projection screen. "Where should we put this butterfly pattern inside?"

His voice was soft, pleasant, and alluring: "Where should I put it? Do you like it here?"

Jiang Mian saw him guiding her finger along the butterfly pattern to an indescribable place. Her face flushed, and she pulled her hand away, feeling her cheeks burning. "Who would design a pattern in such a place! You're a designer, how can you give such random instructions?"

"The pattern can be placed anywhere Mianmian wants." Zhao Ci smiled gently, then reached out and took Jiang Mian's hand. "So, where does Mianmian want the pattern placed?"

Jiang Mian then moved the pattern to the side.

The imperial edict then added a few English letters, zm, and two hearts drawn together.

Is it the "z" in the imperial edict and the "m" in Jiang Mian's name?
Jiang Mian had no objections.

Following the imperial edict, she designed several more pairs of underwear, mainly focusing on ingenious designs in the patterns.

These are underwear that come in a variety of colors. Jiang Mian mainly chose pink, white, and black.

"Mianmian, now that we've finished designing these normal underwear, how about we design some abnormal ones?" Zhao Ci asked with a light laugh. "Abnormal?" Jiang Mian retorted.

“It’s not something you can wear every day.” Zhao Ci couldn’t help but kiss her cheek again.

After hearing this, Jiang Mian understood.

"Cough, I shouldn't need to be involved in the design of this kind of clothing, right?" Jiang Mian's eyes flickered.

"Yes, because it's for Mianmian to wear." Zhao Ci's head seemed to never stop moving, always unable to resist rubbing against Jiang Mian's neck or cheek.

"Then, shall I take another look?" Jiang Mian coughed lightly.

"Hmm." Zhao Ci's smile was filled with pleasure.

Before long, Jiang Mian saw the model that the imperial edict had created on the computer screen.

"There's too little fabric. Let's add more." Jiang Mian's eyes sparkled as she tapped her finger on the projected screen. She knew how to add more fabric when she was designing with Zhao Ci earlier.

However, she hadn't touched them much before her fingers were captured by Zhao Ci's hand and she couldn't move them.

Jiang Mian then subconsciously looked at the imperial edict.

“If there’s more fabric, then it becomes ordinary clothes.” Zhao Ci stared at her with his innocent purple-gold eyes. “Mianmian, have you forgotten? We’re designing abnormal clothes.”

Jiang Mian's lips twitched. What do you mean by "abnormal clothes"? Just call them sexy clothes.

However, she didn't voice her inner complaints. Instead, she looked away, nodded casually, and replied, "Okay, I understand."

This outfit barely covers anything; it's a wonder that Zhao Ci, who appears innocent and gentle on the surface but is actually a perverted little weirdo, could come up with such a thing.

"Little pervert." Jiang Mian thought to herself and then voiced her thoughts.

Zhao Ci pursed her lips, her eyelashes drooping slightly, looking innocent. Her red lips moved slightly: "So Mianmian thinks I'm a pervert like this? But I really think Mianmian looks good dressed like this, it will show off her round and beautiful shape."

"Little pervert, stop pretending." Jiang Mian turned around, pinched his cheek, and raised her eyebrows at him. "I am a little pervert."

Zhao Ci gazed at her with doting eyes, his beautiful, gentle gaze filled with affection. He smiled slightly and said, "So what if you're a little pervert? You're a little pervert who belongs only to Mianmian."

Jiang Mian's heart skipped a beat.

He then continued, "Shall we continue with the design?"

Jiang Mian wanted to see how much scrap inspiration he still had in his head, so she turned around, looked at the quantum computer, and nodded: "Okay, let's see what else you can design."

Before long, Jiang Mian became increasingly aroused as he looked at the screen.

"Does it look good when butterflies cover up the spots?" Zhao Ci nuzzled Jiang Mian's neck.

"If you like it, that's all that matters." Jiang Mian's eyes sparkled.

"Does Mianmian like it?" Zhao Ci smiled. "Even if you don't like it, you can only change a little bit."

Jiang Mian shook her head, deciding not to change it. There was only so much fabric; there wasn't much to alter. She told him to do as he pleased: "Go ahead and do it yourself."

"Does Mianmian like it?" Zhao Ci seemed fixated on whether Jiang Mian liked it or not.

"I like it, right?" Jiang Mian felt like she was a little pervert for saying she liked it.

(End of this chapter)