So, Yu Longting recounted as if listing cherished possessions, the tales of my clothes-making experiences for others, "You've made them for your dad's friend, for Wei Yao, and even for Beichen. It seems like... you've never thought of making one for me."
"The first two I'll admit, but when did I ever make something for Beichen?" I searched my memory with all my might, certain that I had never made clothes for Beichen.
Yu Longting enunciated each word clearly, stating three words with precision, "Thunder Summoning Garment."
"That... was for myself..." I blurted out in defense, remembering that the Thunder Summoning Garment was indeed made to Beichen's measurements. Feeling guilty, I conceded, "Alright, alright, it's all my fault that despite being able to make clothes, I've never thought of making one for you."
"Burp~" Yu Rongling reflexively let out a full burp, looking at me and Yu Longting with a face full of grievance, "Have you considered me... already poisoned and losing health?? And still you torment me like this."
Yu Longting glanced at him sideways, "I thought fighting poison with poison could work, dumbass, I'm helping you."
"Brother, you've completely lost your humanity!! No! Your snakeness!"
Yu Rongling completely frothed at the mouth and fell unconscious.
I fetched paper, a pen, and a tailor's measuring tape.
This guy was so tall, I had to get a chair to measure his shoulder width and height.
He really had a giant's height, 191 cm.
Just as I was about to measure Yu Longting's slender waist, I heard Yu Erhuo grumbling by my ear,
"Bro, how did you fall for a sister-in-law so short?"
Yu Longting said nothing, simply casting an indifferent glance at Yu Er.
On any other day, Yu Er would have definitely been beaten up for his remarks.
I thought Yu Longting was refraining from teaching him a lesson because he was concerned about Yu Rongling being poisoned.
Nine hours later, Yu Rongling was decidedly faced with a reality check.
小御二啊, Xiao Yuer, when you mock others' heights, have you taken a good look at your own?
During the making of the clothes.
Yu Rongling was so bored he accidentally fell asleep, curled up in a corner into a green ball.
I must say, his sleeping posture was rather quiet and cute.
He looked as docile as if he were in hibernation~
I didn't wake him, simply draping the finished Cultivation Spiritual Garment over him.
"Sister-in-law, is the clothing done? Oh no, I've reverted to my true form after falling asleep." Yu Rongling woke up and, with the support of the garment, could turn back into his human form, which he eagerly did.
It appeared that snakes, in general, weren't too fond of their true bodies.
He naturally slipped into the pure white Mysterious Silk lightweight Cultivation Spiritual Garment.
I stroked my chin, sizing him up, "You've been hurt quite badly; it's not surprising you returned to your true form. Wearing this Cultivation Spiritual Garment I've created should help your injuries heal quickly."
"Sister-in-law, isn't this garment a bit too long?" Yu Rongling commented, looking like a kid who had swiped an adult's clothing to wear.
I couldn't be bothered to scorn him, "Face reality, you're just too short."
"Er..." Yu Rongling ran to the full-length mirror, vainly checking his reflection from front to back, eventually showing a face full of frustration, "This morning I mocked you for being short, saying you weren't a good match for my brother, only to have the tables turned so swiftly. My brother's height is unattainable by anyone, envying..."
"Chen Yuanyuan, have you had dinner yet?" Xiao Li knocked on the door, asking dryly.
"I haven't had the chance yet. Are you calling me to eat?"
Seeing Xiao Li appear so full of life stirred something deep within me.
I was truly thankful for the Elixir prepared by Yu Longting; Xiao Li was completely cured of the corpse poison.
Xiao Li rolled her eyes, "If I hadn't called you, would you have planned to let my godson starve~ Smelly Yuanyuan."
"I'm wrong, I'm wrong, let's go have dinner now," I said.
Suddenly, a cold sweat broke out on my forehead, I bent over, clutching my stomach, "Ow, my stomach!"