"Didn't you say you wanted one before, my lord?"
Chu Yao held a wooden ruler and had her raise her arm a little higher.
Shen Tang tilted her head and thought for a moment.
When had she ever said she wanted a little dress? The only time she could think of was two years ago, during that bandit stronghold business in Xiaocheng???
"Uh... I guess I did say that..."
What she wore wasn't important to Shen Tang, as long as she wasn't streaking around naked. Besides, men's clothing had its advantages: loose, roomy, and easy to move in. Other than having few styles and not being all that pretty, there was nothing wrong with it.
Actually, many men's outfits with upper and lower garments included little skirts. It was just that their colors weren't bright, and their patterns were plain and drab.
That was how most Literary Scholars dressed in their daily lives.
But—
Who didn't like pretty new clothes?
Then a trace of worry crossed her face. "But, Wuhui, if I wear women's clothes, won't it cause unnecessary trouble?"
"You've grown a little taller these past few months, my lord." Chu Yao finished measuring her, comparing the figures with her previous measurements and looking pleased. Then he smiled. "How much trouble could wearing women's clothes a few times cause? Scholars are often quite dashing, and everyone loves beauty. Plenty of aristocratic scholars favor women's clothes, powdering their faces and adorning their hair with flowers. It's become quite the fashion. You're young and handsome, my lord. Why not wear them?"
Ordinary people judged whether someone was male or female by their face and clothes, but Literary Scholars and Martial Gall Warriors relied on their Literary Heart Sigils and Martial Gall Tiger Tallies. Once those two were on display, no matter