Chapter 1867: Tailor-made (1) Chapter 1867: Tailor-made (1) Perhaps it was because of the ntion of her deceased elder, the young girl was lost in thought for a mont, but she quickly regained her senses. She blinked her eyes and regained her original clarity, ”
my grandaunt is an expert in silkworm-raising and clothing-cutting, ” she said with a slightly regretful expression.
“However, her masterpiece isn’t a woman’s clothing.”
As she spoke, the spiritual power on the wall moved, and the woman’s figure gradually faded, turning into a robe.
The black robe was as black as the pure night sky, without any impurities.
She wore a thin white chiffon robe on the outside, which blended in with the black robe. The two extrely simple colors presented a kind of ostentatious air that shocked the public’s vision.
Judging from the style, the robe was male. For so reason, song qingxiao thought of the battle suit that su Wu had ntioned before.
It was quite amazing.
Su Wu had lived in her soul for many years. He had accompanied her since she stepped into the gate of cultivation. The two of them were very familiar with each other, but she had never seen su Wu’s appearance.
However, even if she did not know su Wu’s appearance, based on his personality and aura, song qingxiao could roughly make out his shadow.
He must have been flamboyant and proud in the past, just like the feeling he gave off in this dress.
She reached out to touch the shadow of the robe. The powerful thing about the projection of advanced technology was that she could ‘feel’ it in reality.
When her fingertips touched the thin veil, she transmitted the feeling of the person who had touched the robe into her spiritual sense without reservation.
Her powerful divine consciousness allowed her to deepen this feeling. Even the powerful spiritual energy fluctuations contained in the robe were perfectly preserved by technology, so she could still feel it.
this is the cloud brocade that my grandaunt took the blood from her heart and carefully fed it to the heavenly silkworm. She spent nearly ten years to weave it.
The young lady’s voice softened at the ntion of her elders.
in the end, she personally cut a unique treasured garnt and gave it to the person she wanted to give it to.
There was a hint of sadness in her words that she tried to restrain, but she suppressed it in a mont.
Song qingxiao ignored her. In fact, the mont she touched the dress, an uncontrollable sadness seeped out of her soul. The feeling of being affected by others ca back.
Su Wu’s aura was unusually intense at this ti, and it was almost impossible to restrain.
An indescribable desire welled up in her heart. Song qingxiao hesitated for a mont before letting go of this feeling.
She subconsciously allowed su Wu’s consciousness to take the lead, and her hand shuttled between the cloud brocade.
The feelings of gentleness, anticipation, and joy from the hands of the owner who had personally touched the clothes back then were clearly transmitted into her heart many years later.
“..”
The girl’s sad expression turned into a daze when she saw song qingxiao’s actions.
She saw that the cold-looking young girl was now showing an expression that she could not understand. She stuck her face to the robe, and her eyes seed to contain a deep sadness that could not be dispersed.
“Guest …”
The young girl called out in a daze, as if she had instantly woken up this special ‘guest’.
‘She’ looked at the young girl with an extrely sharp gaze. That gaze was cold and biting, like two terrifying sword Qi, making her shiver.
A huge sense of fear seized the girl, and she retreated backward.
The sound of footsteps seed to break this terrible curse. The girl, who had a scary look in her eyes a second ago, quickly blinked.
The arrogance in her eyes gradually faded, no longer as sharp as before.
“What’s wrong?”
Song qingxiao asked. She could feel su Wu’s aura rapidly fading away, but the feeling she had felt when he touched her clothes was still lingering in her heart.
After she recovered, she turned to look at the pale girl. It seed that the little girl was quite frightened.
“I’m, I’m fine,”
The young girl shook her head, her eyes still filled with shock.
However, upon closer inspection, song qingxiao’s expression was normal. It was as if the previous scene was just her own illusion.
Thinking of this, the girl composed herself and lowered her head while pretending to tidy her clothes. When she raised her head again, she had returned to the standard she had when she first received song Qing.
if you’re interested in such a precious garnt, it’ll be difficult for our cloud brocade workshop to produce such a finished product.
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