If you were cold and aloof in your past life, why are you crying in this one?

A young person's affection is pure, yet fleeting like a flower in bloom.

It can't withstand any storms.

But Xi Lingxian wasn't disappointed. After all, she had passed the point where she couldn't live without love.

Who can't live without whom?

That afternoon, Taozhi, along with several maids, opened the trunks containing spring clothes and took out the colorful and splendid garments to air them out.

Xi Lingxian stood in the courtyard, carefully selecting the clothes she would wear to watch the game of Chuiwan. There would definitely be ladies and young ladies from local official families present that day, and she still wanted to arrange a marriage for Asong, so she couldn't be undignified.

A tendency to tire of the old and crave the new is a flaw that no woman can shake off in her lifetime. Every spring when the flowers bloom, she feels that last year's clothes are no longer suitable for her this year.

Xi Lingxian's clothes were all made of the finest silk brocade, and were painstakingly woven by countless embroiderers. She didn't want them because they were too wasteful, but she also felt that they lacked novelty.

I've worn them all before, so there's nothing surprising about them.

Just as the maids inside were quietly tidying up and no one spoke, soft footsteps came from outside the door.

Two middle-aged women, dressed in plain clothes and with dignified appearances, walked slowly with their heads bowed and brows furrowed.

The woman walking behind held the tray with both hands, her posture respectful. When she reached her, they all knelt down and bowed.

"Greetings, young lady. We are two embroiderers from the embroidery workshop. We have been sent by our master to deliver the newly made clothes to you."

Xi Lingxian was slightly taken aback, her brows furrowing with obvious surprise and confusion.

"What clothes? I never ordered any new clothes to be made?"

The lead embroiderer bowed her head and replied softly, "Miss, we have not sent the wrong item. It is indeed a garment specially made for you by the governor himself. He ordered us to work day and night to finish it, and we have just completed it today and are bringing it to you immediately."

Xi Lingxian frowned slightly.

Was this Wang Jue's instruction?

Why haven't I heard him mention it?

The two embroiderers carefully raised their hands and gently lifted the layers of soft gauze wrapped on the tray. Then, they grasped the hem of the dress and slowly shook it off to unfold the long gown.

In an instant, all the sunlight in the room seemed to converge here.

She wore a long, peach-pink shimmering brocade dress. The fabric was a rare, high-quality shimmering brocade, light, thin, and smooth.

The dress is a perfect peach pink, elegant and gentle, delicate without being seductive.

The finest shimmering brocade has its own radiance; the warm afternoon sun shines on the skirt, creating a faint, gentle halo.

As light and shadow shifted, delicate shimmering light floated gently along the folds of the gauze skirt, like a thin mist in the mountains or shimmering light on the sea. With a slight sway, it rippled out layers of soft, flowing light, creating a hazy and exquisite beauty.

The skirt is embroidered with a subtle pattern of intertwined peach blossoms, the stitches are so fine and seamless that they blend with the shimmering brocade itself and are almost imperceptible unless you look closely.

A breeze blows, the skirt flutters lightly, the dark patterns tremble gently, the light flows gracefully, and the ethereal beauty is captivating. The light and thin silk drapes smoothly, layer upon layer, flowing and graceful, making it impossible to look away at a glance.

Xi Lingxian stared blankly, her originally indifferent eyes suddenly filled with unexpected amazement.

Although I was prepared that Wang Jue's move would definitely not be ordinary, I still felt a real pang in my heart.

Taozhi and Caiping were filled with amazement and joy, and immediately gathered around with smiles, chattering excitedly.

"What beautiful clothes! Young Master Wang is so thoughtful."

"This dress looks like it was made especially for you, young lady, please try it on!"

Before Xi Lingxian could say anything, the maids smiled and stepped forward, surrounding her as she walked towards the dressing table in the inner room.

In that instant, she was helped by her maids to change out of her everyday clothes and into this shimmering brocade dress.

The dress fit her perfectly, every inch of the cut was just right; the peach pink color made her skin look fair and translucent, her face like a peach blossom, and in the sunlight, her body was surrounded by a soft, shimmering light, making her look like an ethereal fairy.

Taozhi carefully styled her hair into a matching drooping cloud bun, adorning her temples with pearl and jade hairpins of the same color, and her earrings were warm and lustrous pink jade earrings, with delicate silver pearl flowers embellishing her hair.

After she was tidied up, the maid helped her to the bronze mirror.

Xi Lingxian looked up and was momentarily stunned.

The woman in the mirror had a slender figure, wearing a long, flowing peach-pink brocade dress. The layers of silk were as light and thin as mist, and as the sunlight shifted, her body was surrounded by a hazy glow that was neither too bright nor too dim, and she was beautiful without being vulgar, delicate without being seductive.

The peach-pink color made her complexion look rosy and her lips fragrant. Her usually cool and aloof eyes and brows were now filled with a touch of gentle charm and coquettishness.

She stared at herself in the mirror, secretly admiring herself.

What a beautiful fairy!

It was his good fortune to have Wang Jue serve him, yet he still wanted to take whatever he wanted from him; he was truly greedy.

She skipped and hopped into the courtyard, dressed in her new clothes.

The peach trees in the courtyard have already sprouted new buds, with tender green branches stretching out and plump pink buds adorning the branches.

She stood beneath the peach tree in a flowing, shimmering peach-pink dress, her figure graceful and surrounded by soft light, her beauty beyond compare.

The maids rushed forward, softly complimenting, "Miss, you are already stunningly beautiful, but in this new dress, you are simply a fairy transformed from a peach blossom!"

Hearing the praise, Xi Lingxian's smile deepened. Just as she was feeling pleased, she heard the maids all fall silent, "Young Master is here."

A thought struck her, and she slowly turned around.

Wang Jue slowly stepped into the courtyard, his gaze falling directly on her. A deep, undisguised amazement welled up in his eyes, and he stared intently at her, not blinking for a moment.

Xi Lingxian was captivated by his direct, passionate, and amazed gaze, and secretly felt pleased with herself.

She raised her sleeves and twirled gently under the peach tree, her skirt fluttering and shimmering like a butterfly dancing gracefully, charming and radiant.

"Did you have these clothes made?"

Wang Jue approached slowly, his gaze lingering tenderly on her. He nodded deeply, his voice low and gentle, "Yes, that day I acquired a piece of top-quality shimmering brocade by chance. This color suits you best, so I had the embroiderers work day and night to make it."

"It's great, I like it very much."

Seeing the tender look in the eyes of the two, the embroiderers and maids understood without a word and quietly withdrew.

She was in a good mood and didn't know how to express her joy, so she tiptoed to touch the peach buds.

Wang Jue gently reached out from behind and pulled her into his arms.

Xi Lingxian froze abruptly and instinctively shrank back slightly.

He tightened his arms around her waist, lowered his head, pressed his cheek against her neck, and took a deep sniff.

"So beautiful~"

Xi Lingxian's eyebrows were haughty, and a smug smile played on her lips, like a proud little peacock. "Of course, what don't I look beautiful in?"

Into the night

Xi Lingxian was beautiful all day. She happily put away her clothes, took a bath, and changed.

When they came out, they saw a person sitting on the bed with a large sword and a dagger.

She wore a light blue satin robe, but the chest was not properly bound, and her dark hair was still wet, clearly indicating that she had just taken a bath.

He held a scroll in his hand, leaned against the lamp, and read intently.

Xi Lingxian looked at him in surprise, "What are you doing here?"

"Isn't it true that you can't get points for serving someone once? So Mr. Wang came here to serve them a few more times to show his sincerity."

Xi Lingxian poured herself a cup of tea, but choked on her words after just one sip.

"I...I don't need it today. Go back!"

"I'm afraid that won't work." His gaze shifted from the documents to her, "You said yourself that serving someone like that requires attentiveness."

Xi Lingxian crossed her arms and glared at him, "You think you can just say whatever you want? You've never listened to me like this before."

"So listen now."

"...Do you realize how shameless you're being?"

Wang Jue didn't mind. "I like you more than someone who's shameless and doesn't care about anything else."

"..."