She always felt that Turquoise Pool's smile now was more annoying, slightly smug.
"I wove a trench coat for you with Mi'er metal," Yang Qinglan said, spreading her hands to reveal a black trench coat on her pale hands.
"You haven't cultivated?" Li Changzhou asked.
"You're always at the forefront in battles. What's wrong with spending a day weaving a coat for you? Try it on."
Li Changzhou put on the trench coat.
"The one you wore in the Ming Dynasty last time?"
"Something like that but change the details. That one was too mundane, not noble enough, nor ethereal enough."
Watching the two of them go back and forth, Li Qianxia gave Li Changzhou, who was reveling in his trench coat, a look—Qing Lan had agreed!
Li Changzhou couldn't be bothered with her.
Was that an agreement?
Turquoise Pool had given quite a bit of Mi'er metal and Qi shine; Yang Qinglan simply didn't want to owe her any favors.
But...
Li Changzhou glanced at the two earnestly discussing the Hanfu design—Yang Qinglan also had to make one herself; although it was to repay a favor, with prolonged interactions, imperceptible influences might indeed become a problem.
Wait, why was his a trench coat?
Could one even wear a trench coat in ancient times? Probably not, right?
But he couldn't switch it either since it was the first garment Yang Qinglan had personally woven for him. If it weren't for fear of getting scolded or receiving cold stares, he wouldn't want to wear it out to battle.
He must find a way to the Divine Will Great Wall to get more Mi'er metal.
He needed Hanfu, and he couldn't let Yang Qinglan wear the same one every time (not just during battles).
"I have a suggestion," Li Changzhou began, "We don't actually need so much stock of Qi shine, just enough for daily use is fine. The rest we can take to the Divine Will Great Wall to exchange for Mi'er metal. I need another piece of Hanfu, Qian Xia needs an upgrade, and you two can't possibly always want just one outfit. What if the dynasty changes? We also need one or two sets of modern clothes, plus spares."
Yang Qinglan nodded.
"You didn't get his point," Turquoise Pool said with a smile, "He's suggesting we get more variations and more outfits."
Yang Qinglan looked at Li Changzhou, her eyes slightly smiling as she asked, "What do you like me to wear?"
"As for men," Turquoise Pool said, arms crossed, in the posture and tone of a career woman, "the women they like are either ethereal in white or bold enough, 'bold' is an attitude, even in white clothes."
"Just one white garment?" Li Qianxia asked.
"And ornate clothes, like what I'm wearing," Turquoise Pool continued, "Whether it's plain white or opulent attire, what men truly adore is nobility, the unattainable air. The higher a woman's status, the more otherworldly and exquisite her attire, the more exciting it is for him."
"Is that so?" Yang Qinglan asked Li Changzhou.
"...That makes some sense."
"Some sense?"
Li Changzhou scratched the corner of his left eye with his right hand, "She understands men better than I do, her summaries are more incisive."
Yang Qinglan pursed her lips and looked at him with a blaming yet amused expression.
"We could also let him wear it for us to see," Turquoise Pool appraised Li Changzhou, "Last time in the Republic, when he wore a suit, held a civilization cane, and rode in a vintage car, I really liked it. Hanfu is not bad either, as well as military uniforms and so on. This trench coat also looks good."
"That's nothing!" Li Qianxia stood up, "My brother looks best in a white shirt! During a high school poetry recitation, my brother went up in a white shirt, and I heard the new English teacher swallowing her saliva! And that new English teacher was quite pretty!"
"Perhaps the teacher just happened to need to swallow her saliva." Li Changzhou firmly denied.
"Then how do you explain receiving love letters or snacks every day for a month straight? Girls in the class would even share half their cucumber with you!" Li Qianxia brought out the vigor of a courtroom lawyer in her argument.
Yang Qinglan, smiling, said to Li Changzhou, "Next time wear it for me to see, the white shirt that made the pretty new English teacher drool. If it really looks good, I'll share half my cucumber with you too."
"I didn't ask for them." Li Changzhou hurriedly explained.
"He didn't ask. I can vouch." Li Qianxia said, "I ended up eating all of them. My brother is absolutely chaste, sent straight from the factory to your hands."
That settled it.
"White shirt, huh?" Turquoise Pool imagined the scene, "How about with the buttons undone? And the pants a bit lower, showing off the Adonis belt."
"...You guys are too vulgar, and also, don't talk about my brother's Adonis belt in front of his sister! Just thinking about that image makes me want to throw up the watermelon I just ate!" Li Qianxia pretended to gag.
You, the sister who constantly complains about having only a B cup to your brother, have you considered rephrasing your language?
Li Changzhou looked towards Turquoise Pool, "What were you trying to say just now?"
"I was talking about you wearing a suit, holding a civilization cane, sitting in a vintage car—"
"Not that, what you and Qing Lan were about to say at the same time."
"What?" Turquoise Pool said, confused, "Sorry, right now all I can think about is your Adonis belt."
"..."
"Sister Yao, you're really naughty."
Turquoise Pool laughed while hugging her right arm with her left, and pressed her right fingertips to her temple, concentrating intently.
Finally.
"I remember now!" She couldn't help but laugh, finding it funny herself, "It's Japan, Japan has been targeted by another world."
She explained the situation again.
Yang Qinglan pondered, "All four Immortals are in Xia Country, and Xia Country has the Four Seasons Star. Although the Moon is ours, other countries probably also regard it as Xia's. Xia Country is now in the eye of the storm. For us to forcefully intervene in this interdimensional matter might not be so easy."
"I also have this concern." Turquoise Pool nodded, then asked Li Changzhou, "What do you think we should do?"
"You decide and handle this matter, I plan to go check on the situation on Jupiter."
Yang Qinglan nodded, "That sounds good, be careful."
"Don't worry, I am now a man with a trench coat." Li Changzhou joked.
"Hey, Qing Lan," Li Qianxia looked at Yang Qinglan, "You knitting a trench coat for my brother isn't because you want to see him in it, is it?"
"That's not the case." Yang Qinglan remained expressionless.
Li Qianxia stroked her chin, examining her, "You're unexpectedly saucy."