Chapter 117: Trying on Stockings

After dinner.

Inside the lord's residence.

Gu Qing stared at the stockings in her hand, a look of surprise on her face.

"So the little socks you mentioned, my lord, are actually stockings. I never expected you to be a foot person."

Her fingertips lightly pinched the stockings, feeling how extremely smooth they were.

Zhao Chi explained, "That's not the point. The point is this is fashion equipment! It has stats! It'll be quite a help to you in combat."

Gu Qing covered her mouth and laughed, "I know~ I know, it's fine. Whatever you want me to wear, my lord, I'll wear. No need to explain."

As she spoke, she looked at the stockings' stats.

"Huh? Why are these stockings' stats so high? And they're rough-quality items yet give such a high boost? I thought stockings weren't high-level fashion equipment and would only add a tiny bit of stats?"

Zhao Chi nodded, "Super-improved version. Quite a bit stronger than the regular improved version, and far stronger than ordinary stocking fashion equipment."

"My lord is amazing~"

Gu Qing smiled, sat on the edge of Zhao Chi's bed, lifted her bottom, and pulled off her cloth trousers.

Zhao Chi had no time to stop her at all.

He quickly raised his gaze, "Gu Qing, you're way too direct…"

Gu Qing laughed, "These are pantyhose — how would I put them on without taking my trousers off?"

"Fine, but you don't do this out in public too, do you?"

Gu Qing giggled, "How could I? I'm not stupid — how would I let others see? Of course, Tang Ruan and the others don't count; we look at each other all the time."

"Huh? You look at each other? Often? What do you normally do?"

"Just wash each other's backs when bathing. Would you like to join, my lord?"

"How did we get so far off topic? Put the stockings on first and let's see the effect."

Gu Qing laughed, "Okay~"

She pinched the edge of the stocking, gently curled her toes toward the toe of the stocking, lifted it with both hands from the sides, and put it on in no time.

The stockings on her smooth, fair legs looked like a layer of gauze draped over them.

They became hazy.

Light struck them, reflecting a long, bright streak.

Her skin was naturally fine and already reflected light, so now it looked even more lustrous.

"All done, my lord, take a look. Do they look good?"

Zhao Chi kept his gaze on her legs, ignoring the black that Yu Guang caught.

"They look quite nice. Your legs paired with this fashion equipment are simply perfect… wait, that's not what I was supposed to be looking at. How are the stats?"

Zhao Chi steadied his mind.

Gu Qing giggled, "What else could they be? 7.5% movement speed and 37.5% defense. Isn't it all written out clearly?"

Zhao Chi nodded, "Oh, right. This pair's yours. Hopefully it'll keep you safer."

Gu Qing said sweetly, "Thank you for your concern, my lord, and thank you for the gift. I really like it."

Zhao Chi smiled, "As long as you like it."

"Mm, I see the note on the stockings says they can be dyed other colors. Once our territory is stable, could you dye them for me, my lord?"

"No problem. What color do you like?"

"Nude or black would both work. This white is a bit too little-girl-ish — it'd suit Tang Ruan better."

"Actually it suits you just fine too. You look great in them. Next time I'll buy some dye and color them for you."

"Thank you, my lord." Gu Qing said softly.

"You're welcome. I'll get back to work then — I'll try to improve a few more pairs today."

Gu Qing said, "I know we need to make every second count right now, but your health matters, my lord — don't push yourself too hard. Leave the territory's production to us; we'll work overtime too."

Zhao Chi said, "Good. These are basic energy pills — distribute them for everyone to take. Two per person per day is enough; they should last until the last day."

Gu Qing took them, "Understood. Leave it to me."

Zhao Chi turned and walked toward the door, "Thanks for the hard work. I'm off to craft then."

Gu Qing followed behind him.

"Okay, I'll hand them out right now and tell everyone the precautions."

"Hold on — put your trousers back on before going out."

"Oh, right. You go ahead and get busy, my lord."