Chapter 72

She held her chin up high, beaming at her little cyan robed servant girl — our Young Master Gu really was extraordinary in woman's clothing, that waist, that face… just no chest.

Gu Nanyi was intently munching his little walnuts — Feng Zhiwei had shelled a large pile for him the night before, and while she had been shelling, she had changed out his clothing.

Feng Zhiwei was confident in her understanding of Young Master Gu, and knew that he never paid any mind to anything except her, so she was not worried that he would refuse to crossdress. All she needed to do was keep the servant girl costume simple, make the color a cyan, sky blue, and keep the material as thin and soft as everything else he wore.

His curtained hat had been switched out for a veil. When she had been changing out, Feng Zhiwei had shut her eyes tight, or else Young Master Gu would have shattered the walnuts into a million pieces and given rise to all kinds of extravagant imagination.