Chapter 141: Smooth-Tongued

Time flew by, and before they knew it, it was the eighth day of the first month after the New Year.

Just now, Liu Yi from the workshop sent word that the first five hundred pieces of glassware had been completed.

Jiang Mingyu rushed over immediately, and there in the warehouse he saw row upon row of glassware stacked up.

After carefully inspecting the quality of the glassware, Jiang Mingyu nodded approvingly at Liu Yi.

"Yi Fei, you've worked hard all this time."

Then he feigned a sudden recollection.

"By the way, I have a gift for you."

Liu Yi, her face still weary, asked in surprise, "A gift?"

"What kind of gift?"

Jiang Mingyu offered no further explanation, simply pulling out an exquisite brocade box.

"Open it."

Before Liu Yi's eyes appeared a deep red glass pendant necklace.

Jiang Mingyu smiled gently.

"You said you liked this color, so I designed it myself and had it made for you. Try it on—do you like it?"

It was a glass pendant necklace, its color a deep crimson, like the luster of blood jade.

The pendant was shaped like a square plaque, engraved with a flying phoenix, symbolizing noble status and auspicious fortune.

The phoenix's feathers and eyes were crafted from glass of varying hues, shimmering brilliantly.

Four pearls were set at each corner of the pendant, adding elegance and nobility.

The chain was woven from golden threads, harmonizing with the glass's hue, exuding softness and tenderness.

Liu Yi looked down, her cheeks warming: "Why do you always catch me off guard...?" Jiang Mingyu smiled: "Because I only want you to be happy."

After fastening the necklace on Liu Yi, Jiang Mingyu's eyes brightened.

The glass pendant hung before her chest, rendered even more alluring by her simple linen robe.

The glass was nearly transparent, wrapped in a faint rosy glow.

In the light, it flickered dimly and brightly, enhancing Liu Yi's unique charm.

Her usually expressionless face now carried an indescribable, captivating grace.

Against her short, plain hair, her slender, pale neck invited quiet contemplation.

Her delicate collarbones resembled a fine glasswork piece, their beauty beyond words.

The pendant shimmered in and out of sight, emitting a faint, intimate fragrance.

Liu Yi looked down, and the half of her face reflected in the pendant gained an air of mystery.

A nameless joy, unlike any she had ever known, warmed her heart—being cherished and honored with such a gift.

Treated so thoughtfully by someone important to her, Liu Yi was filled with quiet delight.

Jiang Mingyu, watching her shy expression, felt his heart soften.

He gently smoothed her hair and asked softly, "Do you like it?"

Liu Yi lifted her head, her eyes like two clear pools of water.

Her cheeks flushed crimson, her voice barely a whisper: "I like it... I really like it." Her tone carried sweet happiness.

Jiang Mingyu saw the blush on her cheeks and smiled: "This is just a small gift—I'll give you better and more in the future."

Liu Yi waved her hand: "You don't need to go to so much trouble—I'm already very satisfied."

Jiang Mingyu took her hand and said seriously, "Yi Fei, I want to give you the best the world has to offer, because... because you mean everything to me."

Liu Yi's face turned as red as an apple; she stammered, "Smooth talker."

Jiang Mingyu gently pulled Liu Yi into his arms and whispered tender words into her ear.

Liu Yi's face flushed crimson as she nestled shyly against him.

Jiang Mingyu's fingers slowly traced her neck, feeling its faint tremble.

He pressed a string of warm, wet kisses behind her ear; Liu Yi shivered lightly, her breathing quickening.

"Don't... there are people outside..." Liu Yi whispered, yet her body softened in his embrace.

Jiang Mingyu's hand drifted to the edge of her clothing, his fingertips brushing her skin lightly.

Liu Yi let out a soft gasp, her cheeks flushing deeper.

"Let's go back... we can... later..." Her voice carried suppressed longing, her pushing hands now weak.

Jiang Mingyu understood; he kissed her lips lightly, then swept her up into his arms. "As you wish, my princess."

Liu Yi shot him a playful glare, yet smiled sweetly, resting against his chest.