Tang Wan agreed.
With that jade token, she could enter the palace anytime, so of course she could visit Su Qing often.
It’s just that…
“Mother, next time I come, don’t give me so many things. The palace needs money everywhere—you should keep it for yourself.”
“I lack everything except money. Besides, everything I have will go to you anyway—what’s the difference between giving it early or later?” Su Qing said, pleased, though her words were utterly domineering.
Tang Wan: …If you keep this up, I won’t dare come again!
…
Before entering the palace, Tang Wan had only carried a few boxes of pastries.
But when she came out, she had two boxes of treasures and several bolts of Heavenly Silkworm Snow Satin—things money couldn’t even buy.
Ji Wushuang couldn’t help glancing at her several times.
It wasn’t that he didn’t know Su Qing doted on Tang Wan—but this was on another level.
Heavenly Silkworm Snow Satin!
This time, the tribute from the northern frontier had been extremely limited—only eight bolts in total.
Even the Empress had only received two, yet Tang Wan had taken four.
It could be said that everything the Imperial Consort received this time had been given to Tang Wan, leaving nothing for herself!
If the Empress found out, she’d be furious.
As Ji Wushuang was thinking this, Tang Wan suddenly asked, “Would tailors outside the palace dare to work with this Heavenly Silkworm Snow Satin?”
“Uh…” Ji Wushuang was momentarily stunned, then realized—
Right!
This was Heavenly Silkworm Snow Satin. No civilian tailor would dare touch it.
Even selling their entire family line for eighteen generations wouldn’t be enough to compensate if something went wrong!
Thinking of this, Ji Wushuang said, “There probably isn’t any tailor outside who would dare take it, but the palace has them. If you want clothes made, I can take it to the Bureau of Clothing. The seamstresses there are carefully selected—far better than those outside.”
“Then I’ll trouble you,” Tang Wan said, stuffing all the bolts of fabric into his hands. Then she began listing measurements: “Height—about 1.85 meters, shoulder width…”
As Ji Wushuang listened, his brows furrowed deeper and deeper.
When she finished, he finally asked, “Can you even wear something made to those measurements?”
Tang Wan replied, “I’m not wearing it—my husband is!”
Ji Wushuang almost bit his tongue. “All of this… is for making clothes for your husband? What about you?”
“I don’t need any! My husband is handsome—he’ll look good in them!”
Tang Wan said it as if it were the most natural thing in the world, her expression even a little proud.
But Ji Wushuang felt a complicated mix of emotions, with a faint trace of bitterness.
“Actually, you…” are beautiful too—you’d look good wearing them as well.
“Hm?” Tang Wan looked at him suspiciously. “Is that not okay?”
“No,” Ji Wushuang suppressed the bitterness and said casually, “I just think you treat your husband too well.”
Couldn’t you be a little more selfish? Think more about yourself?
To give yourself so completely to your husband… it makes me a little… jealous?
Ji Wushuang startled himself with that thought.
It was only natural for her to treat her husband well—what right did he have to feel jealous?
Unaware of his inner turmoil, Tang Wan asked again, “Then I’ll leave it to you. When can I pick them up?”
“I’m not sure. Once the seamstresses at the Bureau of Clothing finish, I’ll deliver them to you.”
“Did you remember the measurements?”
“…I did.”
“Good. Don’t get them wrong!”
As they talked, they had already reached the palace gates.
Tang Wan didn’t let Ji Wushuang escort her any further. She waved at him and left briskly.
Ji Wushuang stood there for a long time without moving, watching her gradually disappear into the distance.
Only after she was completely out of sight did he lower his gaze to the priceless Heavenly Silkworm Snow Satin in his hands, a faint bitter smile appearing on his lips.
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