Chapter 24 Reunion
This made Su Wanyu full of curiosity and desire to explore the regent hiding behind the curtain.
Unlike other talented and romantic figures like Zheng Chengyan, the title of Regent King is a figure rarely mentioned by the people in Dacheng Kingdom, and there is almost no discussion about him among the people in the market.
Recalling his previous life, he only occasionally heard some sporadic news from the servants at home.
It is said that this regent is extraordinary. From childhood to adulthood, he has been surrounded by male attendants. Except for the eldest princess, the wet nurse and the elderly old woman, no other woman can get close to him, not to mention having many concubines like Zheng Chengyan.
Therefore, rumors gradually spread that he was not moved by women, but such speculation was mostly circulated among the nobles in private.
Seeing is believing. When I saw it today, I found that the Regent was only accompanied by a servant.
Outside the door, two guards with swords were standing respectfully.
Soon, the eldest princess summoned several servants to take measurements for the regent and tailor clothes, while she herself went to the courtyard to escape the summer heat.
As a married woman, Su Wanyu naturally could not meet the Regent directly, so the two were separated by a thin curtain, one inside and the other outside.
The servant measured carefully, and she recorded carefully outside the curtain, while secretly observing the mysterious figure.
She handed over the measuring tape, took the pen and ink from the servant, slowly walked to the curtain and sat down, only a few steps away from the Regent.
In this era of gender differences, this thin curtain and the mere three steps away were undoubtedly an unprecedented experience for her, who had always been law-abiding in two lifetimes.
She bowed respectfully and said softly to the person behind the curtain, "Your Highness, please allow me to let you stand up so that I can measure your body."
The Regent obeyed the order and stood up slowly and gracefully. His tall figure seemed to instantly cover half of the window, making the room slightly dim.
In the interweaving of light and shadow, the elongated shadow on the curtain outlined his figure.
At that moment, Su Wanyu felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity. Just as she was trying to figure out the source of this feeling, the clear voice of the servant behind the curtain interrupted her thoughts: "Height seven feet three inches, shoulder width one foot nine inches, waist circumference two feet five inches!"
Although Su Wanyu had little experience in tailoring clothes for men, her years of experience had given her a unique vision. The Regent's demeanor was definitely outstanding.
The servant quietly moved behind him, while the Regent gracefully turned sideways. Even such a simple action revealed an air of dignity that was hard to ignore.
Su Wanyu quickly suppressed the ripples in her heart, calmly picked up the pen, and carefully recorded every inch of the measurement data.
Behind the curtain, the measurement continued, from the slenderness of the arms to the palms, to the firmness of the chest, the breadth of the back and the tightness of the buttocks. When each size was reported by the servant, she looked up unconsciously, her eyes seemed to penetrate the veil, carefully examining the body behind the curtain.
The Regent seemed unusually cooperative throughout.
In the dim light, she secretly raised her eyes and looked again at the noble being behind the curtain.
Although there was a thin barrier between the two, with the slanting of the setting sun, the sense of distance miraculously disappeared, as if he was right next to her. This inexplicable sense of closeness made people feel a strange peace in their hearts.
The breeze blew gently, and the sweet-scented osmanthus fragrance in the room intertwined with the faint pine scent emanating from the man, sneaking into Su Wanyu's nose.
When she looked at the broad and mysterious figure behind the curtain again, her heartbeat accelerated involuntarily, but the throbbing was fleeting. She quickly regained her composure and continued to focus on the records in her hands.
At the moment she lowered her head, the figure behind the curtain slightly turned to the side, and a pair of deep and narrow eyes seemed to be able to penetrate the gap in the curtain and observe quietly outside.
Even though he couldn't see Su Wanyu's face clearly, her slender and dexterous hands held the pen firmly, and she was able to remain calm even in this environment. This calmness and composure is not something an ordinary woman can possess.
After recording the dimensions, Su Wanyu respectfully asked the person behind the curtain about fabric preference, but the pen in her hand accidentally fell, making a slight clicking sound, and passed through the curtain and accidentally slid inside.
This unexpected move startled all the maids and servants present.
Even Su Wanyu herself was stunned, not understanding why the pen that she had just held firmly in her hand would slip so unexpectedly.
The ink-stained pen slowly slid to the feet of the person behind the curtain.
The maids and servants immediately knelt on the ground, pleaded guilty in fear, asked for forgiveness from the regent, and said they would take it back immediately.
Making such a mistake in front of the Regent was undoubtedly a great disrespect. In an instant, the atmosphere in the entire room turned from relaxed to tense, and everyone held their breath waiting for the Regent's reaction.
To everyone's surprise, the Regent slowly walked to the edge of the curtain, bent down to pick up the brush, and handed it out through the gap in the curtain. "This is a top-grade sheep's hair brush from Fengtian Street. It is quite precious. Please keep it properly, Madam."
Not only was there no trace of anger in his words, but there was a hint of laziness and casualness instead.
Su Wanyu was stunned for a moment, then stepped forward, stood in front of the curtain, and whispered in thanks: "Yes, thank you, Your Majesty."
At this moment, the distance between the two was closer, only separated by a curtain. There was no extra light to disturb them, but it made each other's faces more blurred.
She stretched out her hands to take the pen and noticed that his palms were turned upwards. Unlike that quick encounter on the street, this time they were unusually close, close enough for her to clearly see the lines on his palms.
His hands were not as soft as those of other noble children. Instead, they were broad and strong, with distinct knuckles and calluses faintly visible on his fingertips from years of holding the sword.
Just when Su Wanyu thought everything was normal, he suddenly turned around and gently placed the pen in her palm.
At that moment, she was surprised to find that there was a deep red mole on the back of his hand.
In her previous life, she had only seen such a mole the day after Jiang Yingying entered the mansion.
At that time, she was upset. In order to relieve the confusion in her heart, she went to Wuming Temple in the south city alone to seek spiritual comfort.
Trapped within the high walls of the mansion and facing her husband's betrayal, her heart was filled with confusion and helplessness. She could only pray to the Buddha for guidance.
She closed her eyes and concentrated on shaking the lots, when suddenly an arm reached across the altar and handed her a shriveled orange.
"There are so many troubles in this world. One thought is heaven and one thought is hell. Have you ever seen the threshold?"
The voice was deep and philosophical, so similar to and yet so different from the situation today.
Su Wanyu frowned slightly, revealing a hint of melancholy.
She turned slowly, her eyes passing through the noisy world and falling on the edge of the temple gate not far away. There, the stone threshold was silently waiting. The half-foot height just blocked out the worldly disturbances.
She responded softly, "I saw it."