Feng Yexuan led her to the Prince Xiaoyao Residence.
However, before meeting Feng Wuya, he first tossed her a set of guard's attire.
But why did this girl look so strange when dressed in it?
"Hardly a few taels of flesh on you!" Feng Yexuan scrutinized the loose clothing on her.
Chu Qianli almost wanted to roll her eyes at him.
Standing at one meter and sixty-five, she wouldn't be considered short even in modern times.
But what kind of clothing had he thrown to her? Clearly meant for someone at least one meter eighty in height, how was one supposed to wear that?
"Forget it, just stand here and don't move, I'll go fetch another set for you," he said.
The guard's uniform had been prepared by Leng Ji, was he looking for his own clothing?
Seeing her looking at him with an expression as if she was watching a fool.
Feng Yexuan's face darkened unhappily, "It's Leng Ji's fault!"
That guy with no sense of propriety!