Sister Ying'er's shop was called the Spring Fragrance Kiln, located at Chihu Rock.
Compared to the prosperity and brilliant lights of Feiyun Slope, Chihu Rock was more lively and grounded.
At the Third-Round Knockout tea house, the storyteller waved a folding fan, telling stories with great emotion and voice. At the exciting parts, many people would applaud and cheer.
The rich aroma of food constantly wafted from the surrounding restaurants.
Although she had eaten at the construction site, with so many people watching, Fang Qiu really hadn't felt comfortable eating much.
She ate, but not fully; she only ate a little bit.
So, smelling the fragrant meals filling the street, Fang Qiu couldn't help but swallow her saliva.
Aside from wanting to eat, Fang Qiu also noticed a strange place.
Yanshang Teahouse.
Fang Qiu hadn't thought about it carefully before, but thinking about it now, why would a tea house need guards standing watch?
Moreover, those guards all looked so fierce; was that really a place for drinking tea?
Fang Qiu expressed deep skepticism.
However, that wasn't important.
At this moment, she was being led by the hand by Hu Tao, walking all the way toward the Spring Fragrance Kiln.
Xiangling followed behind them. Halfway there, Guoba trotted away.
Seeing that Guoba's destination was Wanmin Restaurant, Xiangling didn't pay it much mind.
"He probably didn't get full at the construction site and went back to Wanmin Restaurant to eat," Xiangling said. "My dad should make him something to eat. Let's go to Sister Ying'er's place first."
"Mn, that works." Hu Tao nodded with a beaming smile.
Although Fang Qiu also wanted to say she was a bit hungry, seeing the high spirits of the other two, she ultimately didn't say it aloud.
After walking for a while on the bluestone slab street, they saw the Spring Fragrance Kiln.
At this moment, a woman with a beautiful face was leaning halfway against the doorframe.
She was dressed in a moon-white robe and a dark purple long skirt. Her beautiful hair was tied into a braid, resting gently in front of her shoulder, revealing a slender and fair neck.
"Sister Ying'er." Xiangling waved her hand.
"Oh my, isn't this Xiangling, as well as Director Hu and Miss Fang Qiu?"
Seeing Fang Qiu and the others approaching, Ying'er straightened up and spoke with a beaming smile.
"Good evening, Sister Ying'er."
After exchanging greetings, Ying'er cast her gaze toward Fang Qiu.
Under Ying'er's gaze, Fang Qiu felt a slight chill run through her body. She involuntarily shrank back slightly, feeling an indescribable sensation.
In short, it was just weird.
"Hmm... it seems the measurements I estimated last time were quite accurate. That outfit Xiangling sent you last time should fit quite well, right? Did you like the style?" Ying'er said with a faint smile.
"Thank you, Sister Ying'er, for carefully selecting it for Xiangling."
Recalling that outfit, Fang Qiu's cheeks heated up slightly, and a faint blush appeared on her pretty face.
Also, what did she mean by 'estimated measurements'...
The way she looked at her just now was actually to confirm her measurements...
Thinking of this, Fang Qiu's body subconsciously shrank back, her arms slightly covering her chest.
"Is there something the three of you came to find me for together? Although it's three people at once, if it's you girls, I won't refuse you."
Seeing Fang Qiu's pretty face turn red from her single sentence, Ying'er couldn't help but give a light laugh and speak.
"Actually, we have a matter we want to ask Sister Ying'er to help with," Xiangling said.
"Oh my, so you have ulterior motives. I am a little disappointed," Ying'er said, lowering her head slightly and intertwining her fingers, putting on an aggrieved appearance.
"Hehe, next time I'll definitely bring my best pastries for you, Sister Ying'er," Xiangling said with a smile.
"Then I'll be looking forward to it." Ying'er smiled and said, "Speak. What business do the three of you have with me?"
Seeing Ying'er speak, Xiangling told her the situation.
"So that's how it is. Miss Fang Qiu, you want to buy a set of clothes that are comfortable to sleep in."
Ying'er smiled and said, "It just so happens I made a set of clothes two days ago that integrates some Mondstadt elements. It must be very comfortable to sleep in. Come, follow me inside to try it on."
"What a coincidence. That's great."
"Huh?"
Before Fang Qiu could react, she was pulled by Hu Tao to follow Ying'er into the interior of the Spring Fragrance Kiln.
Her previous self had met Sister Ying'er several times and could be considered an acquaintance.
Every time they met, Ying'er would verbally tease her.
Every time, she would be teased until she was red in the face.
Her previous self initially thought the Spring Fragrance Kiln was some kind of improper establishment.
Later, she learned that the 'Kiln' in Spring Fragrance Kiln did not refer to a place of debauchery, but rather a shop that sold bricks, tiles, and ceramics.
However, she had never entered the interior of the Spring Fragrance Kiln before.
Entering the shop with Sister Ying'er now, Fang Qiu couldn't help but feel a bit nervous, her heart pounding wildly.
Fortunately, the inside of the shop was similar to the outside; it was a proper place.
Following Sister Ying'er to the back of the shop, Sister Ying'er said, "You guys sit first. Wait for me a moment; I'll go get the clothes."
"Mn." Fang Qiu nodded gently and sat on a chair along with Xiangling and Hu Tao.
The location they were in was a tea room, likely used when entertaining honored guests.
On the sandalwood table, white smoke drifted gently from an incense burner, and a faint fragrance permeated the air.
Before long, Ying'er walked down from upstairs carrying a sandalwood box. She handed it to Fang Qiu, then pointed to a corner on one side of the tea room and said, "That's the room where the shop assistants usually change clothes. You can go change there."
"Mn." Fang Qiu nodded. Under Ying'er's teasing smile, she accepted the sandalwood box she handed over, sighed slightly in her heart, and walked toward the changing room.
What else could she do...
Things having reached this point, there was no way of retreat.
Based on Fang Qiu's experience with the previous outfit, what was inside the box was likely clothes similar to that cheongsam from last time.
This was also the reason she didn't open the box in front of Hu Tao and Xiangling.
She only needed to take it to the changing room, check it, and if she found it too revealing, she would stay in the changing room for a while, then bring it out and return it to Sister Ying'er.
She didn't have to try it on at all.
Just as planned.
Thinking of this, the corner of Fang Qiu's mouth curled up into a smile.
Thus, she walked all the way into the changing room.
This changing room was quite authentic. To prevent people from entering from the outside, it wasn't just covered by a piece of cloth but separated by a wooden door.
There was a bronze mirror inside the changing room.
Looking at her slightly flushed pretty face in the bronze mirror, Fang Qiu exhaled gently and slowly opened the sandalwood box.
What surprised Fang Qiu was that the clothing Sister Ying'er gave her wasn't some strange lingerie set, but was actually quite normal.
It was somewhat similar to the nightgowns of her past life.
"Eh?"
Fang Qiu froze slightly. She touched the nightgown in the box; the tactile sensation was soft and smooth.
Unexpectedly, she had wrongly blamed Sister Ying'er.
After pausing for a moment, Fang Qiu decided to put it on and try it.
Thus, she stripped off her clothes quickly and efficiently. Feeling the invasion of the slightly cold surrounding air, Fang Qiu's body couldn't help but shiver gently.
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