Gu Moran looked at her.
Murong Xue walked over, carrying a riding whip.
"I don't quite understand. It seems to be praising someone's good looks, and it was written specifically for Sister Xie?"
Xie Wanqing's face flushed slightly.
"No."
Murong Xue looked at Gu Moran.
"Then write one on my horse too another day, or a knife will do."
Gu Moran looked at the group of people in front of her.
It's over.
Is this a case of appeasing one person but provoking a whole bunch?
Xie Wanqing held the ledger pages, her eyes lowered, and remained silent.
The redness at the base of her ears hadn't faded yet.
Gu Moran coughed twice and braced himself against the railing.
"I am ill."
Xie Wanqing finally looked up, her voice very soft.
"If Your Highness has any new works in the future, you may invite all six courts to listen."
Gu Moran's throat tightened.
These words were spoken gently, but to a woman who was jealous, they were incredibly hurtful!
"Actually—" he quickly cleared his throat, "I've prepared one for each lady. I'll serve it another day."
As soon as these words were spoken, the expressions on the faces of the other five ladies visibly shifted from jealousy to anticipation.
The principle is to ensure fairness and impartiality.
The system panel then popped up.
[The favorability ratings of the six female companions fluctuated collectively due to the "unexpected display of literary talent" incident.]
[ Xie Wanqing's favorability rating: 82.]
[ Su Yao's favorability rating: 72.]
[ Shen Ling'er's favorability rating: 88.]
[ Lin Qingdai's favorability rating: 69.]
[ Murong Xue's favorability: 66.]
[ Liu Ruyan's favorability rating: 75]
[The total favorability score of the six beauties has exceeded 400.]
[Rewards unlocked: 100 sets of Blue Star women's personal clothing designs, 20 Xiaolü Books of women's bedtime stories. Already stored in system space.]
Gu Moran glanced into the system space and almost choked on the medicine she had just drunk.
Hollowed-out, semi-transparent, satin, lace, short to the upper thigh, slit down to the lower back.
There are still twenty volumes left...
The contents of the cover made his lips twitch.
Gu Moran turned off the control panel and, feigning a headache, quickly walked into her room.
We need to get the items out and divide them quickly.
Back inside, he turned and latched the door, then intently examined the system space.
Inside, the upper side shows a diagram of the upper body.
Below is a row of brocade boxes.
The box contained stacks of clothes so thin they were almost translucent, smooth to the touch. He didn't recognize the fabric, but it felt even finer than Shu brocade.
He flipped through the size labels; the system provided very precise measurements, even specifying the waist size.
In no time, he had chosen all six wives.
Su Yao's outfit was moon white, fitted at the waist, and the neckline was just right, not crossing the line.
Shen Ling'er wore a light pink two-piece dress with shoulder straps as thin as two threads and a cutout at the back.
Gu Moran picked up Lin Qingdai's outfit and glanced at it. It was black, short, and completely exposed her legs.
His fingers were a little hot when he put it back.
Murong Xue's was dark red, a vest style with side ties.
Liu Ruyan's dress was lotus root color, with three layers of thin gauze draped over the front, making it appear to cover her up, but in reality, it covered nothing.
Xie Wanqing's outfit was the most striking; it was pure white with openwork patterns that stretched from her shoulders to her waist, framing every inch of her figure.
Gu Moran placed the six boxes on the table, already plotting how to give them away without getting beaten up.
Send it directly? Lin Qingdai would probably smash the box in his face.
They said it was for warmth on the road? Nobody believes that.
He sat down and thought for a moment, then picked up a pen and slipped a note into each box.
Su Yao's note read, "The accountant at the other courtyard has worked hard. Madam, please rest early. This is a new style of everyday clothing from Central Shu. Try it on to see if it fits."
Shen Ling'er wrote: Ling'er worked hard preparing the medicine. Wear something comfortable to sleep in. The prince's health depends entirely on you.
Lin Qingdai wrote: Qingdai, you've worked hard. This outfit is easy to move in and is perfect for practicing swordsmanship indoors at night.
He paused here, feeling that he was insulting Lin Qingdai's intelligence.
She added, "My husband enjoys watching it."
Murong Xue wrote: The daughters of the Northern Territory are bold and forthright. This riding outfit is a modified inner garment that can be worn alone indoors.
Liu Ruyan wrote: Ruyan likes quiet. This is a new style of nightgown. The material is thin and not stuffy in hot weather.
Xie Wanqing's shortest: There is a beautiful woman, graceful and elegant.
Gu Moran then took out the Beauty-Preserving Pill, placing one in a box.
After wrapping them up, he handed the six boxes to Uncle Fu.
Uncle Fu stared at Gu Moran's expression, momentarily stunned.
First there was the women's football uniform, and now the prince wants to deliver something at night; a bad feeling is growing stronger in my heart.
"Your Highness, what exactly is in here...? If I deliver it, will I be beaten and thrown out?"
"No," Gu Moran, picking up a freshly brewed cup of tea. "At most, I'll get yelled at."
Uncle Fu gritted his teeth and hurriedly delivered the goods to different people, then ran off as soon as he finished.
Shen Ling'er opened the box, picked up the two thin shoulder straps, and stared at them under the light for a long time.
Cui'er covered her mouth from the side. "Miss, this... is it wearable?"
Shen Ling'er blushed to her ears, slammed the lid shut, but couldn't resist prying it open a crack for another peek.
What did he write?
Cui'er read the note aloud, "The Prince's health depends entirely on you."
Shen Ling'er crumpled the note into a ball and stuffed it into the bottom of the medicine box, her voice muffled. "I'm on my period, who am I going to wear this for?"
Cui'er didn't dare to reply.
Shen Ling'er lifted the box lid again, touched the fabric, and pursed her lips. "The fabric is good, it's not stuffy or sweaty against the skin."
Lin Qingdai opened the box quickly, but when the black clothes were unfolded under the light, her hand stopped.
She held the outfit up to her eyes, looking from the neckline to the hem, and her face grew hotter and hotter with each passing moment.
He slammed the box onto the tatami mat, his face turning a deep purplish-red.
Su Yao's face was expressionless when she opened the box. She simply unfolded the moon-white clothes, examined the cut, and rubbed her fingertips along the edge of the neckline.
"New style of everyday clothing from Central Shu?" She flipped the note over and over. "Did he think I'd never seen everyday clothing before?"
The maid, Biyu, whispered, "Madam, isn't the neckline a little... open..."
Su Yao folded the clothes and put them back in the box.
He was just reciting poetry to Sister Xie in the corridor. Don't think that will appease me.
Biyu dared not accept it.
Su Yao sat down in front of the dressing table and looked at herself in the bronze mirror for a while.
"Put the box at the very back of the wardrobe."
Biyu agreed and was about to turn around when Su Yao spoke again.
"Never mind, I'll put it in the bedside table. I'll put it away tomorrow morning."
Murong Xue picked up the dark red garment, looked at it from left to right, and carefully examined the side tie.
How do I tie this?
Batuer leaned closer for a look and exclaimed, "These will make riding a horse much easier!"
Murong Xue tugged at the ribbon and glared at her. "It's not like I can't understand it."
Batuer looked down at his collar and paused for a moment.
"... Princess, but you can't go out wearing just this."
Murong Xue's face flushed red from her neck to her waist, and she threw her clothes onto the couch.
"Don't I know to wear it underneath?!"
She grabbed her riding whip and tried to rush out, but Batuer held her back tightly.
Liu Ruyan's hands were very steady when she opened the box.
The lotus-colored gauze was almost transparent under the light. She spread the clothes on her lap and slowly ran her fingertips along the three layers of gauze.
The young maid stood to the side, her lips moved, but she ultimately only said, "This dress... makes little difference whether you wear it or not."
Liu Ruyan carefully packed the clothes and put them into the small box beside her pillow.
Is it just me, or are other people experiencing the same thing?
The maid nodded. "Six portions."
Liu Ruyan didn't say anything more.
Xie Wanqing was the last to receive it.
White openwork is laid on the brocade, the pattern winding down from the shoulders to the waist, so delicate that it looks as if someone had drawn it stroke by stroke with a brush.
She folded the note and tucked it into the " Gazetteer of Jiannan's Prefectures and Counties " that she always carried with her.
Then close the lid.
It opened again.
He took out the clothes, held them up to his body, and looked at himself in the bronze mirror for a long time.
Steam drifted in through the window, making the person in the mirror's cheeks flush and revealing a hint of anticipation in their eyes.
[Thanks to Fang Bi for the role summoning, April's Flower x2, Chen Qing's Flower, Han Yu's Capsule, and Mirror Flower's Flower. Also, thank you for Xiao Ya's knife (what a gift, crying), and all the likes from the readers. Thank you for posting this chapter; I'm afraid the next one will be censored.]