TL: Hua
Extra 2-2
“Your Highness, please raise your arm and let me measure your arm span.”
Wynyard’s tone was gentle, and his blue eyes scanned every part of Ji Mingjiang’s body admiringly, including his long and white neck, straight and strong legs, flat but firm waist… Every time he looked at a part carefully, Wynyard’s eyes only added to the joy. In the end, while directing Ji Mingjiang’s movements, she was crazily praising her wise decision in not shirking this job.
The sun danced in her blond hair, occasionally casting a few spots of light on Ji Mingjiang’s face.
Ji Mingjiang obediently adjusted his posture according to Wynyard’s various instructions so that the other party could better measure various data. When he turned around after receiving the next instruction, he saw a somewhat listless Clarice sitting on the sofa nearby.
In fact, one cannot use the word listless to describe it. After all, Clarice is now neatly dressed and sitting upright. It stands to reason that Miss Wynyard, who should be the most familiar with people’s manners and has been walking around, didn’t notice anything wrong.
But whether it was because his senses were too sharp or because the two of them were still suffering from the “sequelae” of spiritual communication after a mental counseling session last night, Ji Mingjiang felt inexplicably sure at this moment:
“Didn’t you get a good rest last night?”
After turning around, Ji Mingjiang, who spread his arms, looked at Clarice inquiringly and asked curiously.
That shouldn’t be the case. There’s nothing major to worry about recently. It was only around ten o’clock when Clarice got back from him yesterday.
But the tiredness in Clarice that seemed to come from his bones was also real.
He originally thought it was just a very common question. Even if it was inconvenient to say it in the presence of other people, the other party would tell him a summary. But what Ji Mingjiang didn’t expect was…
“……Um.”
Clarice just nodded to him after hesitating for a moment, and then didn’t say a word? !
And he didn’t know if it was his illusion or something in his head, but why does he always feel that Clarice looked at him strangely just now? Inexplicably, there was a feeling that the culprit who caused the other party to have a bad night’s sleep was himself.
? ? ?
Ji Mingjiang gradually narrowed his eyes, feeling that something was wrong.
Seeing that Clarice didn’t want to talk anymore and Wynyard happened to put away the measuring ruler in her hand and called him aside to choose styles, Ji Mingjiang temporarily kept this matter in his heart.
It wasn’t until Ji Mingjiang followed Wynyard to the other side that Leiden secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and his tense nerves gradually relaxed.
He had given up thinking and gone straight to bed at about half past ten last night, thinking that waking up with a clearer head would make it easier for him to sort out what he was really thinking, but he’d forgotten the terms “daydreaming and nightdreaming.”.
Although the time he spent “thinking” yesterday was no longer during the day,.
But that didn’t stop Ji Mingjiang from coming into his dreams to disturb him and keep him from sleeping well all night. When he woke up in the morning due to his biological clock, he felt even more tired than when he had stayed up all night.
But speaking of last night’s dream…
Leiden’s eyes wandered for a moment, and then they happened to drift to Ji Mingjiang on the other side of the room. In order to measure accurately, the clothes Ji Mingjiang wears now are more slim-fitting. The smooth fabrics are close to the other party’s body. Compared with the dream, the narrow waist is more powerful. With Ji Mingjiang’s movements, his waist is slim. As his eyes moved, occasionally a gust of wind would blow the clothes to fit more snugly, and he could still see the less obvious abdominal lines.
Ah, sure enough, people in dreams are still a little distorted. Although he knew he should have averted his eyes at the first opportunity, Leiden still thought so in a very untimely manner.
Then he was caught by Ji Mingjiang.
“Clarice?”
As soon as he confirmed the style of his daily clothes with Miss Wynyard, Ji Mingjiang felt the presence of someone behind him. He wanted to ask Clarice to help him choose the right type of suit, so he turned around and caught Clarice, who was staring at him for some reason.
Seeing the way the other person suddenly came back to his senses and dodged his eyes when hearing his voice, Ji Mingjiang, who had previously thought that Clarice just happened to look in his direction when he was distracted and thinking about something, raised his eyebrows slightly.
“You… come here and help me figure out what kind of suit I should wear when the time comes.”
Taking into account the presence of outsiders, Ji Mingjiang was very considerate and didn’t choose to reveal on the spot what was wrong with His Majesty today and his very careless disguise. Instead, the conversation turned to a topic that had not yet been formally announced at this point.
“Just make your own decision. It’s not an important or serious occasion.”
Leiden didn’t take Abbot Wilson’s invitation seriously. In addition to wanting to help the truly innocent group of mermaids in the Federation, he agreed mainly because he wanted to take Ji Mingjiang on a trip—and today, he has added a brand new purpose.
He has no intention of telling Ji Mingjiang for the time being, and no one knows if the goal can be achieved.
However, although he said he wanted Ji Mingjiang to choose any style, Leiden still stood up and walked over.
Wynyard was the one who made clothes for the former emperor and the former empress before. Those two people at that time were much more classy than Clarice now. They often asked her to go to the palace to discuss some fashionable seasonal clothes with her. To put it bluntly, if not for the fact that His Majesty now has a face that isn’t easy to joke about, Wynyard could greet him with the words most commonly spoken by elders.
For example: “Long time no see, do you still remember me? I hugged you when you were a child.”
Wynyard: 😀
With this buff as an elderly person, although His Majesty seemed inexplicably gloomy today and his mood only improved when he walked into Ji Mingjiang, Wynyard still didn’t appear to be restrained, and she greeted Clarice calmly. Then she showed him the styles that Ji Mingjiang was hesitating about just now and explained: “Your Highness has roughly selected a few of these elements for reference, but it still feels a little cluttered and needs to be removed, so I would like your help to provide some suggestions based on the future situation.”
Although she didn’t think that His Majesty, who directly asked Manager Rowlett to deal with her after taking office, would really be able to give any substantive suggestions,.
She guessed Ji Mingjiang thought so too. After all, judging from the other party’s expression, he didn’t care about His Majesty’s choice at all! And it’s just a suit…
Wait, a suit?
What were they talking about just now?
Ji Mingjiang: “When the time comes…”
Clarice: “…It’s not an important occasion.”
Thinking of the conversation between the two just now, Wynyard’s blue eyes couldn’t help but feel a little confused, and some overly scary scenes came to her mind. After realizing what she had just been thinking about, Wynyard lowered her head guiltily. After realizing that the two people over there were not paying attention to her, she immediately glanced back and forth between the two heads that were getting closer and closer with inquiring eyes.
So close.
It’s really close.
Is this too close?
Was His Majesty always so close to someone when discussing things with them before?
Although she doesn’t know much about His Highness Mingjiang, judging from the several live broadcasts and other video clips she has followed, he’s also a person with a strong sense of boundaries, right? After all, she has never seen him get so close to anyone, not even His Highness Kiro, who also works at the Mermaid Center.
And……
Looking at the almost same heights between Ji Mingjiang and Clarice, Wynyard suddenly remembered the live broadcast of the battlefield she saw during the somewhat sudden war last year. After the war had completely ended and the Federation had surrendered, these two people were standing together. She couldn’t remember the specific scene clearly at that time. She vaguely remembered that on that desolate planet that was even more dilapidated after the war, a gust of wind happened to blow by, blowing the gravel and dust on the ground into circles. The gust of wind blew past the corners of their clothes and then wrapped the hem of Ji Mingjiang’s military jacket, which had jumped out of his waist due to his movements.
Because of the big difference in height, those two pieces of clothing were really just rightly entangled together.
Wynyard’s eyes became more and more weird. She immediately moved her attention away from the matching heights of the two people in front of her. However, as soon as her eyes moved away from the two parallel heads, she noticed again that both were equally well suited to their body shapes.
Damn it, I can’t move my eyes away for a second! Wynyard, who had never clicked into the CP forum section before, seemed to have opened a new door in her life. Her originally gentle blue eyes were now filled with all kinds of emotions that even Ji Mingjiang couldn’t understand, and they were getting brighter and brighter, her eyebrows getting higher and higher.
Ah, this size difference, although His Highness Ji Mingjiang has also been exercising and has a lot of strength; it should be because of his mermaid genes that his figure is still slender. If she hadn’t personally seen the other party hammering a mecha with one punch, everyone would probably regard him as a kind of fragile being who needs protection.
So in comparison, Ji Mingjiang’s figure is much thinner than His Majesty Clarice. She doesn’t mean to be too pushy. After all, this figure… is really suitable for being held in His Majesty’s arms!
As her thoughts deepened, Wynyard was so excited that she felt a little dizzy. At this moment, Clarice suddenly stretched out his hand towards Ji Mingjiang’s right waist…
“!!!”
What, her first day in the pit, and she’s already witnessing the main characters handing out sugar?
Wynyard still maintained the expression that a professional fashion designer should have on her face, but she was screaming silently in her heart.
“We have already chosen…”
“?”
“Miss Wynyard?”
Under Clarice’s suggestion, Ji Mingjiang checked out a few elements that were more suitable for the occasion about half a month later. Just as he was about to return them to Wynyard, he saw the other person staring at his waist with some confusion.
To be precise, it should be at the elbow that happens to be on the side of his waist, right?
Ji Mingjiang, who just asked Clarice to help roll up his sleeves, wondered with uncertainty. Was she shocked that he asked Clarice to help organize his clothes?
“Ah…I’m listening.” Her ears sensitively caught the word “we.” Wynyard coughed lightly and quickly returned to her usual elegant state. She raised her hand to take the board handed over by Ji Mingjiang, glanced at it roughly, and said with great confidence, “I was the one who designed the clothes of the late emperor and the late empress, so please feel free to leave them to me. I will definitely not let you down!”
“O-okay?”
Looking at the inexplicably high-spirited Miss Wynyard, Ji Mingjiang nodded blankly and then watched the designer, who seemed much happier than before, walk out on her beautiful high-heeled shoes that were also carefully designed.
“Have your parents been invited by the Federation to discuss the mermaid issue before?”
Ji Mingjiang looked at Clarice with some confusion and asked this question. As far as he knew, the relationship between the two parties at that time was probably worse than it is now.
However, after saying this, he quickly denied his idea: “No, the formal invitation letter from Abbot Wilson has not been sent yet. It stands to reason that Miss Wynyard does not know the occasion we are going to. …”
“So, did she misunderstand something?”
Ji Mingjiang guessed.
Leiden shook his head in confusion as well. He knew that Wynyard had been designing clothes for his parents before, but was there any occasion where clothes were worthy of her mentioning them specifically as if to strengthen trust?
Clothes for what occasion…
Wait a minute…
His expression suddenly became a little strange. It couldn’t be what he thought, could it? !
He was still a little unsure at first, but when he gradually recalled the feeling that he had just been looked at with non-malicious but very excited eyes, Leiden’s face gradually became blank.
No way?
After leaving the room with Ji Mingjiang and walking in different directions, Leiden clicked on his light brain and found Rowlett’s communication column.
Taking a chance, he asked succinctly, “Did Miss Winyard also design clothes for my parents’ wedding?”
Rowlett hasn’t had much to do lately, so he quickly responded: “Yes, Shanas has always liked that wedding dress very much. Your Majesty, do you also have someone you like and are planning to jump straight to marriage?!”
“…”
“That’s not true.”
“No, I mean, there’s no need to jump straight to marriage.”
Rowlett, who was watering the flowers, said, “?!!”
