Though she was not as young as Meng Qianqian, nor as wealthy, she was the daughter of the Monkey and was adopted by the Duchess. The Yanyu Pavilion stood as the best example that Meng Qianqian could never hope to have a garment made there!
"May I ask, who is Miss Lin?"
A young maid descended the stairs and quietly inquired within the crowd.
Lu Luo replied, "My lady is here."
The nanny from the Duke Mansion stepped forward and showed the token from the Duke Mansion to the young maid.
The young maid said, "Please follow me."
Under countless envious gazes, Lin Wan’er gracefully ascended to the second floor.
"She’s actually invited to the second floor! Who exactly is this Miss Lin?"
"Didn’t you see the nanny’s token? It’s from the Duke Mansion!"
"Ah, the Duke Mansion’s daughter, no wonder."
Listening to the words of the crowd, Lin Wan’er finally felt a sense of pride and triumph.
Meng Qianqian, you don’t even have the qualifications to invite an embroiderer from Yanyu Pavilion, while I am honored as a guest on the second floor.
The young maid led the three into a private room and said to Lin Wan’er, "Miss Lin, please have a seat."
Lu Luo asked, "May I know which embroiderer is tailoring the wedding dress for my lady?"
The young maid replied, "It is Embroiderer Wu, she is a direct disciple of our master."
Upon hearing it was a direct disciple of the master, Lin Wan’er felt flattered, worthy of the Duke Mansion indeed.
Lu Luo said, "I heard your master has returned to the capital, could she make a wedding dress for my lady?"
Upon these words, the face of the nanny from the Duke Mansion darkened.
Their eldest daughter’s wedding could not even move the master of Yanyu Pavilion, how could an adopted daughter dare to make such a request?
Lin Wan’er also felt a bit awkward.
She never had such blind arrogance, having a wedding dress tailored by the master’s disciple was already a delightful surprise, she did not dare to dream of the master’s craftsmanship from Yanyu Pavilion.
The young maid smiled, "Unfortunately, our master has already accepted someone else’s commission."
The nanny of the Duke Mansion was shocked.
Even Princess Wanping had to wait three years to have clothes made by the master of Yanyu Pavilion, who had such great influence to actually invite her to break her retreat?
"Sister, there are too many people, it’s so stuffy!"
Tan’er, being jostled around, was on the verge of a breakdown.
Meng Qianqian said, "Never mind, let’s come when there are fewer people another day."
The three left Yanyu Pavilion.
Meng Qianqian asked Liu Changsheng, "Shopkeeper Liu, have you noticed anything?"
Liu Changsheng said with a hint of contemplation, "I’ve learned a lot. Previously, I always thought that our teahouse needed to have prices lower and quality higher than our competitors to make the business flourish. I overlooked one thing, that is the allure."
Meng Qianqian smiled, "It seems Shopkeeper Liu has a plan."
Liu Changsheng nodded.
The three wandered through other shops.
Tan’er was hungry, "Sister, I want to eat the roasted chicken made by Madam Du."
Meng Qianqian noticed that it was getting late, and indeed it was time to head home, so she bid farewell to Liu Changsheng and took Tan’er back to Fengshui Alley by carriage.
As soon as they entered, Nanny Wan informed her that they had a guest, and as soon as she had left, the guest arrived and waited until now.
"She said her surname is Yun, invited by Steward Cen to make a wedding dress for Miss, this embroiderer is very beautiful, if she hadn’t said, I’d have thought she was some noble lady."
Meng Qianqian entered the hall and looked at the woman sitting in the chair, dressed in a light green gauze long dress, embroidered with a vast and misty Jiangnan landscape.
Vividly lifelike, the rain threads were gentle.
She was ethereal and exquisite, her temperament serene, like a refreshing breeze in the bustling marketplace.
What amazed people most were her slender jade hands. An ordinary teacup in her jade hands looked like a celestial goblet.
Meng Qianqian politely greeted, "I let Lady Yun wait for long."
Yun Xiyao put down the teacup and glanced at Meng Qianqian, "You must be Meng Xiaojiu?"
She spoke as if her voice was a gentle breeze, faint and soft.
Meng Qianqian replied, "Indeed."
Yun Xiyao said faintly, "You have good taste."
Yun Xiyao said, "Your nanny must have told you, your wedding dress will be made by me, do you have any requests?"
Meng Qianqian shook her head, "None."
Yun Xiyao: "Not wanting it to be more beautiful? To outshine others? To be captivating?"
Meng Qianqian shook her head again.
Yun Xiyao paused for a moment and said, "Turn around, let me measure you."
Meng Qianqian complied and turned around.
After a moment, Yun Xiyao said, "Done, the measuring is finished."
Meng Qianqian turned around in shock, "No measuring tape?"
Yun Xiyao said, "If I still need a tape measure, then all these years have been in vain."
Tan’er exclaimed, "Amazing! Who is better, N or the master of Yanyu Pavilion?"
Yun Xiyao gave the two a surprised look, "Steward Cen didn’t tell you?"
Tan’er asked, "What?"
"Nothing," Yun Xiyao’s lips curved slightly, she laughed softly, "She and I, are the same."