In the fantasy world, all the people I met were beauties.

......

The next day.

Before the morning dew had even risen, Li Zimo had already stepped into Shen Moyun's courtyard.

The moment he pushed open the door of the embroidery room, his eyebrows raised slightly - there were more than just ordinary dresses hanging on the rack?

The gauze dresses as light as smoke and the bellybands embroidered with various patterns, the most eye-catching ones are the two silk bellybands that are almost completely hollowed out.

"What kind of job did this girl take..."

His fingertips hooked up an almost transparent gauze skirt, and the touch of the fabric sliding across the back of his hand reminded him of Ye Yuhan's trembling skin last night.

"Excuse me..."

A soft voice came from the door.

Li Zimo turned around and saw a young woman with loose hair holding onto the door frame, her eyes wide open.

She was wearing a plain white skirt, but the fabric was stretched tight by her plump breasts, and the belt around her waist made her curves even more breathtaking.

The most wonderful thing is the hint of sadness between the eyebrows, like a dewy peony.

"Where's Shen Xiu Niang?"

The young woman subconsciously clutched her collar, as if this could block the man's gaze.

Li Zimo casually wrapped a thin silk ribbon around his wrist:

"You're going on a long journey and asked me to deliver some embroidery for you. What's your name, ma'am?"

"Shang...Shangguan Ningxiang."

She stared at the hand stroking her underwear, and her ears turned red.

"Could you please put the clothes into the box?"

"nature."

Li Zimo agreed, but he spread out a bright red bellyband in his palm, kneading it and examining it carefully.

“It’s just that these objects are so strange.”

Shangguan Ningxiang bit her lower lip.

That bellyband was clearly her most private piece, with her maiden name embroidered on the chest, and at this moment the lecher's thumb was stroking the embroidery thread.

“What is this cloth for?”

He held up his bellyband with an innocent look on his face.

"Yes, it's a bellyband for women."

Her voice was as thin as a mosquito.

"oh?"

Li Zimo suddenly took out a hollow silk bellyband from the pile of clothes and looked at it carefully in the morning light.

"So what's the difference between wearing this and not wearing it?"

His fingertips deliberately passed through the hollow space, as if measuring something.

Shangguan Ningxiang could no longer stand.

She suddenly stood up and rushed over: "Give it back to me!"

Li Zimo raised the clothes above his head.

In a panic, the young woman pressed herself against him, pressing her soft hands against his chest and reaching up.

With every jump, the pair of heavy snow-capped peaks would press against his chest through the clothes, bringing with them gusts of sweet and fragrant wind.

"Ma'am, be careful."

He held onto the slender waist, his mouth showing concern, but his hands lifted the bellyband higher, "Be careful not to fall."

Shangguan Ningxiang suddenly froze - during the struggle just now, she had actually taken the initiative to press the man's hand on her buttocks!

At this moment, the warm palm was pressing against the gauze skirt, drawing circles faintly.

"You...you scoundrel...do you know who I am?!"

She tried to maintain her composure, but the redness in her eyes showed no intimidation at all.

"She's the daughter-in-law of Commander Zhao Wuchang," Li Zimo suddenly leaned close to her ear, "a woman who was only absolved of her guilt by Fu Heng's plea."

The last two words were like ice water pouring down on me.

Shangguan Ningxiang's face turned pale in an instant, and all the shame and anger she had just felt turned into panic.

After the Zhao family fell, although women like her were spared punishment, they were more vulnerable to manipulation than ordinary people.

"Please, sir..." Her eyelashes trembled slightly, and her body softened unconsciously, "Give me back my clothes..."

Li Zimo admired her trembling appearance and suddenly put the silk bellyband in her hand:

"Madam, why don't you try it on right now? If it fits you, I'll return the rest of the clothes."

Li Zimo's fingers slid across the back of her hand, startling her and making her tremble all over.

Just as I was about to refuse, there was a knock on the door.

"Is Shen Xiu Niang here? Did Sister Ningxiang arrive first?"

The familiar voice made Shangguan Ningxiang feel like she was struck by lightning - it was Mrs. Lin, who often drank tea and admired flowers with her!

They had come together to ask Shen Xiu Niang to make custom clothes.

But now I have become a criminal, no longer the same as before. If I were seen like this...

"I'll wear it!" She grabbed Li Zimo's sleeve and said urgently, "But you have to turn around!"

Li Zimo politely turned his back and listened to the rustling sound of clothes rubbing against each other behind him.

Amidst the trivial sounds, a suppressed gasp suddenly broke through.

The silk laces automatically tightened by three points, making the already proud curves even more breathtaking.

"Okay..." Her voice trembled.

Li Zimo turned around, his eyes suddenly turning darker.

The translucent silk bellyband couldn't cover anything at all, but instead made her snow-white skin look even more attractive.

Shangguan Ningxiang crossed her arms across her chest, which made the deep valley seem even more profound.

"That's all I need." He picked up the transparent gauze dress and moved closer.

Shangguan Ningxiang retreated to the corner and suddenly understood what it meant to be trapped in one's own web.

As the man's burning fingers brushed against the straps on her back, footsteps were heard in the yard...

"It's too late, sir. I'll go hide in the inner room first. I'll try it on after she leaves."

Shangguan Ningxiang's voice trembled as she reached out to grab the plain white skirt and bellyband she had just taken off.

Just as her fingertips touched the soft fabric, a slender hand took away all the clothes.

Li Zimo raised the corner of his lips slightly, put the clothes into the storage ring, and a hint of amusement flashed in his eyes:

"I'll keep it for Madam first and return it to you later."

"You--" Shangguan Ningxiang was shocked and angry, her chest heaving violently due to her rapid breathing.

The footsteps outside the yard were getting closer and closer. She had no time to argue and could only cover her chest with her hands and hide in the inner room in a hurry wearing only thin underwear.

A gauze curtain as thin as a cicada's wing fluttered behind her, covering her snow-white back.

Li Zimo calmly put the transparent gauze dress into the storage ring, straightened his clothes, and his face had returned to its gentlemanly look as gentle as jade.

"Mrs. Shen, are you there?"

A soft female voice came from outside the door, and the tone was as sweet as honey.

"Mrs. Lin, please come in."

Li Zimo's voice was gentle and polite. He personally stepped forward and opened the curtain of the embroidery workshop.

"Mrs. Shen Xiu Niang is away on a long trip, so I'll be taking care of the business for the time being."

Shangguan Ningxiang curled up behind the screen in the inner room, peeking at the outer room through the gaps in the carved wooden lattice.

I saw a woman in her early twenties dressed in gorgeous clothes walking in slowly. Her hair was tied up high, her hairpins were trembling, her jewelry jingled as she walked, and her every move showed the charm of a mature woman.

"Traveling far away?"

Mrs. Lin's slender eyebrows were slightly frowned, and her eyes were filled with disappointment.

"Is my custom-made dress ready?"

Li Zimo raised the corner of his lips slightly and took out a brocade box from behind the counter:

"Madam, you've arrived just in time. The clothes are all finished, but..."

He stroked the box with his slender fingers and spoke hesitantly.

"One of the ice silk yarn dresses is quite special and requires a close-fitting try to ensure it fits perfectly."

Mrs. Lin was a little puzzled: "Didn't Shen Xiu Niang measure the size at that time?"

Her slender fingertips tapped her chin, and this action caused the jade bracelet on her wrist to slide down a little, revealing her snow-white wrist.