Guinaifen's self-reflection over the past three or four days had already rivaled an entire month of her usual self-reflection.
(But if I give up the skirt, I'll have to change the top too. Otherwise, if it's still this same outfit, then wouldn't that still...)
Guinaifen thought carefully.
(How should I arrange this...? First of all, I can't wear anything underneath, or at least it can't be too obvious.)
Obviously, how could someone who had been ○○ed still have the fabric there completely intact?
But... Guinaifen still wanted to fight for it.
Compared to her current decision, it was indeed an insignificant sacrifice, but... this was part of her dignity too.
(But then again, I could wear the kind of clothes that make it look like I'm obviously not wearing anything underneath.)
For example, very few people wore a hoodie underneath another hoodie.
And few people would assume someone wearing a padded coat was going bare underneath... At least most of the time, when they saw someone in a padded coat, they would not immediately think of them as wearing nothing beneath it.
The first impression given by clothing was extremely important.
Her advantage right now was that as long as she looked miserable enough, no one would pay too much attention to her.
"Lord Liu Bai, can you really guarantee that infighting has started outside?"
"...Do you think I don't have informants?"
Liu Bai shot Guinaifen a look. His informants might not be able to uncover the detailed plan, but as for the internal palace-fighting situation...
Only the handful led by Jingliu would not care about it.
(Hmm... did I overlook something?)
Liu Bai suddenly had the feeling that he had forgotten something right after leaving home.
(Right, Fu Xuan!)
Fu Xuan had divined Guinaifen's future—Liu Bai still knew what