The clothes Xie Ying prepared for him were a blue straight-leg dress that looked inconspicuous at first glance, similar to the uniform worn by students at the Imperial College, but the clothes were embroidered with brocade clouds and palace lanterns of the same color, which reflected different brilliance when illuminated by light.
The clothes actually fit him very well. Not in the same way as his new white clothes, but similar to the clothes he usually wore, loose and comfortable to move around in without being cumbersome. He wanted to ask Xie Ying how she got his size, but then he remembered that he had worn Xie Ying's old clothes several times when he went to Xie's house, and even brought back a bag of them. He had also asked someone to take away his own clothes several times...
Could it be that the Xie family had memorized his size at that time? Brother Xie is such a thoughtful person!
He held up the lantern and shone his clothes up and down, smiling with his eyes curved. His normally upright face actually showed a bit of cunning, and he couldn't hide the excitement and complacency. His underwear was wet, so he simply didn't wear it, and rolled it up into a ball along with his homemade snow-white outer coat, stuffed it into his bag and left it alone.
Xie Ying was blocking the cool breeze from the lake, looking at his smooth arms exposed when he raised his hands, frowning and asking him if he was cold and where he was staying that night, then she was going to take him back to his room.
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