"Ahem... I only just reached Foundation Establishment. I haven't had time to buy one yet."
Jiang Yang coughed twice, forcing an attempt to salvage his dignity. He certainly wasn't going to tell Shang Qingzheng that the matter had never even crossed his mind.
Then, looking at the sumptuous robe before him, warmth stirred in his heart, and he said softly:
"You've gone to so much trouble for me, even thinking of what I should wear."
Sweetness filled Shang Qingzheng's heart at his words. With that one sentence, all her efforts had been worthwhile.
She quickly shook the long robe out and urged him:
"Come on, put it on and try it."
"Anything you had made is bound to be a fine treasure. Besides, this robe reshapes itself at will, so why would I need to try it on? Of course I trust you."
"You still need to... you still need to. Hurry and put it on."
Unable to refuse her, Jiang Yang could only take off the Deep Azure Robe he was wearing, revealing his white silk underclothes, and walk over.
He had just reached out to take it when Shang Qingzheng refused to let him, gesturing with her lips as she said:
"Turn around."
Faced with her resolute gaze, Jiang Yang had no choice but to turn obediently and let her do as she pleased.
"Hold your arms out level. Yes, lift them."
Shang Qingzheng spoke to Jiang Yang as she spread the sleeves open.
After slipping the brocade robe, white as a cloud, onto Jiang Yang, Shang Qingzheng pressed a hand against his back and gently smoothed its creases.
His shoulders were level and broad, and his back, though it did not look wide, was taut and strong. As Shang Qingzheng pressed her palm against it, she could