"Okay, let's go." Princess Zhenyang stood up directly: "It turns out that Jinxiufang is yours. Although I have never customized clothes there, I have heard that the clothes in Jinxiufang are always unique. So what can I do today? You have to choose carefully."

Shen Qingyun took her into the carriage: "It's up to you to choose today, no need to be polite."

Princess Zhenyang smiled and rolled her eyes: "Shen Qingyun, I didn't expect you to be really generous."

Pearl looked at Princess Zhenyang's bright smiling face and silently lamented in her heart, Silly Princess, I hope you can still smile when you arrive later.

The carriage quickly arrived at Jinxiufang. Under Shen Qingyun's special arrangement, he avoided meeting Qin and the others and instead went to a room on the third floor.

This room was right next to Qin's and Huang Mingan's. Shen Qingyun was not in a hurry and asked someone to bring snacks and tea.

When the hostess comes, the shopkeeper will naturally come out to entertain her.

I heard that since they were making clothes, Princess Zhenyang didn't need to go around, and she would directly send someone to bring the most fashionable and best-quality cloths for them to choose from in the room.

On the other end, the maid brought a picture album, which contained some basic clothing styles. If you have decided on one, you can adjust the style according to your preference.

Princess Zhenyang looked through the album against the silks and satins, and couldn't help but sigh: "I didn't expect that Jinxiu Fang has so many good materials. If the clothes made are good-looking, I will definitely come to your place every season in the future."

Shen Qingyun smiled and did not answer the flowers. She blew the hot air on the scented tea. Several chrysanthemums spread their golden petals under the hot water. A pure and strong chrysanthemum aroma spread in the room. Very elegant and focused.

In the room next to them, Qin and Huang Mingan had been sitting for a long time.

Huang Ming'an urged impatiently: "The clothes are not ready yet, we have been here for a long time."

The maid in the store was full of apologies: "I'm really sorry for keeping you and your wife waiting for so long. The clothes will be sent over right away. Please try them on for size and see if they fit."

As soon as Mrs. Qin heard that the clothes were ready, she pulled Huang Ming'an's sleeve and said, "It's okay Ming'an, don't be angry."

Huang Ming'an sighed and said to her helplessly: "You are just too gentle and considerate, so these people dare to neglect you like this."

Mrs. Qin smiled and looked at him with pleading eyes. Huang Ming'an naturally couldn't resist, and most of his anger was gone. He waved his hand to the maid: "Okay, hurry up and bring the clothes."

The maid thanked her and left.

Naturally, this was Shen Qingyun's arrangement, otherwise it would not be possible if Huang Mingan and Qin left when they arrived.

After a while, the clothes were brought in. The maid wanted to remind Huang Ming'an whether he should go outside the house to avoid it. Thinking that they were a couple, she did not say anything and retreated outside the house: "The slave is outside the door. If Madam feels there is something wrong." If it fits you, or if you find it inconvenient to dress, you can always ask your slave to come in."

Mrs. Qin nodded and without reminding her, she directly picked up her clothes and went behind the screen to change.

The sound of undressing was heard through the screen. When Huang Mingan looked up, she happened to see Mrs. Qin taking off her skirt today and putting it on the screen.

The screen was made of silk, and although it was embroidered with plum blossoms, orchids, bamboos and chrysanthemums, it was just an embellishment. Qin's hazy and beautiful curves could still be seen through the screen.

The looming figure made Huang Ming'an tremble all over, and he couldn't help but think of Qin's slow undressing in his mind.

Only then did he realize that he should stay away!

But if he goes out now, wouldn't it mean that there are three hundred taels of silver in this place, and Qin will know that he has seen something he shouldn't have seen, which will make him extremely embarrassed.

Thinking of this, he could only lower his head, his face already feeling a little hot.

Although I kept telling myself that she was my sister-in-law and wanted to pretend I didn't see anything, my eyes couldn't help but sneak a few more glances.

There was a battle between heaven and man in Huang Mingan's mind. He took a deep breath and thought he should go out.

But at this time, Mrs. Qin had already changed her clothes quickly. Underneath she wore a beige Uesugi jacket with a cinnamon-colored chest-length undershirt, with a flower embroidered on the skirt and hem, and a beige coat with large sleeves.

, paired with an underskirt and an embroidered shawl of the same color.

Huang Mingan's eyes lit up: "Sister-in-law, this set is so beautiful. It makes your complexion even better."

"Does it really look good?" Ms. Qin tidied her dress a little shyly: "I'm afraid that if you wait too long and put it on in a hurry, it might be a little crooked."

As if her words were reflected, the chest-length skirt underneath was a little loose, and as she approached Huang Ming'an, one side slid down slightly.

"Yes, it seems to be a little crooked." Huang Ming'an was already thinking about it, but he still maintained a calm expression on his face, as if he really just pointed out the problem with his clothes.

Mrs. Qin looked down in surprise and said sheepishly: "Look, I'm used to having maids in my house, but now I'm a little clumsy. Ming'an, is the back also crooked? Can you help me adjust it?"

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As she said this, she turned away.

Huang Ming'an's ears were burning at this moment. His remaining sense told him that there was obviously a maid at the door, but he kept deceiving himself in his heart. It was just a small matter to help adjust the clothes.

But the wonderful thing is that what Qin has loosened is the chest-length skirt. If she wants to adjust it, she can only take off the outer sleeves first.

So she took off half of her big sleeves and hung them on her arms, but this posture seemed even more indescribably tempting.

Huang Mingan said at a loss: "Sister-in-law, how should we adjust this?"

Mrs. Qin smiled softly: "Just tighten it a little more. Ming'an, you have to learn from this. Zhenyang is the princess, and she must have a maid to serve her. If there are only two of you and Zhenyang at any time,

I asked you to help her, but it would be inconvenient if you don’t know how."

Huang Ming'an's head was a mess. He hummed a few times and helped pull Qin's skirt with his hands.

His fingers inevitably touched Qin's warm skin through his shirt, and he felt his heart tremble.

Looking at Ms. Qin again, she also had a face full of flying clouds.

In the charming atmosphere, the door was suddenly pushed open at this moment.

Princess Zhenyang's voice suddenly sounded: "Sister-in-law is so kind. She even taught my husband how to help a woman dress. I was very moved!"

The sound was like thunder on the ground, causing both of them to turn pale, tremble, and look toward the door at the same time.

Huang Mingan's hand was still on Qin's back, but he quickly retracted it and explained nervously: "Zhenyang, no, I, we..."

Qin's body is shaky, why is Zhenyang here!

But she quickly calmed down and put on her outer sleeves as if nothing had happened. Then she said softly: "Zhenyang, you came just in time. My sister-in-law has customized one for you. Ming'an is here with me."
Chapter completed!