"It’s nothing; just that some things inside have ripened, and getting them ready would take some time," Lin Caisang vaguely said.
After all, it was a gift for Ya Molian. It wouldn’t be nice to speak of it now. Wouldn’t that ruin the surprise? So, she decided to wait until the clothes were ready before bringing it up.
"No worries, I also need to prepare some things, especially since we’re going to a dangerous place like White Blind Mountain," Ya Molian said.
Moreover, he wasn’t really in a hurry. Rescuing Sui Zilin, who didn’t see him as a brother at all, was not something he eagerly looked forward to. Of course, he would procrastinate as much as possible. Not to mention, Sui Zilin regarded him as an enemy.
"You haven’t even started preparing your things?" Lin Caisang was astonished.
"Since the Emperor has asked me to go to White Blind Mountain, why should I spend my own silver?" Ya Molian said.
The implication was, these expenses were not his to bear; naturally, whoever sent him should foot the bill. And besides, is the royal treasury just for show?
Surely, if his royal father wanted to save his precious son, he should cut some flesh from his own body, right?
Lin Caisang nodded, feeling that this line of thought was absolutely correct.
These next few days, she also needed to have a serious discussion with Sui Ziyou about what treasures were in the Wei State’s royal treasury that she might take for herself.
"So when I enter the palace, will you be going too?" she asked.
Although everyone thought she was fearless, she only had the confidence because of the golden bead she possessed. In reality, she had no martial arts skills; if those in the palace harbored ill intentions towards her, she honestly wouldn’t know how to handle them.
"If you wish, I will be there," Ya Molian replied.
Lin Caisang was satisfied and continued eating her noodles.
It was only after she had finished her bowl of noodles, down to the last drop of soup, that she looked at him seriously.
"I came to you because I have important matters," she said.
"Hmm?" Ya Molian gazed at her, his dark eyes narrowing slightly.
Looking at the girl’s demeanor, she didn’t seem the type to have serious business with him, right?
But since she had mentioned being followed several times and yet still came over, it was clear that she really had something to tell him. However, he guessed it wouldn’t be urgent; otherwise, she would have told him right away.
"Well... last time you gave me so many clothes, I was thinking of making one for you. How about that? I specifically came today to take your measurements," she whispered softly.
Little girl, are you sure you want to make clothes for me and not end up pricking your fingers bloody with all ten of them?
"No need, I have many clothes at my residence," he declined, not wanting her to bother over such a trivial matter.
"This isn’t something you can refuse. I insist on making you a set of clothes. Otherwise, I’ll just return all the clothes you’ve given me," Lin Caisang insisted.
What situation was this, the little girl threatening him now?
And why was she so keen on making clothes for him? Or was she again plotting something?
"What do you think?" Lin Caisang persisted, seeing him silent.
"Go ahead and measure," Ya Molian said, rising helplessly, speaking to her.
Lin Caisang quickly got up, took out paper, pen, and a measuring tape from her small side pouch, and began taking Ya Molian’s measurements.