Empress Chen held the skirt in her hands, her eyes bright and keen, stroking the garment with a reluctant fondness. She felt a surge of joy in her heart; yet, standing before a strange man with the skirt, she couldn't help but blush. Never had the Empress imagined that a skirt—or even intimate undergarments—could be crafted in such a way. This skirt was more beautiful than anything she could have conceived; it transcended her very understanding of such attire.
Lost in admiration, she failed to notice the burning gaze of Young Master Ding. Moments later, she slowly lifted her head and offered him a radiant smile.
"Thank you! This skirt is beautiful; I like it very much."
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