DOOMED TO BE CANNON FODDER -1

CHAPTER -51

What should they do?

“How about we make a set of undergarments from it? It’ll be great.”

Lisa felt the fabric and couldn’t help but think that it had some elasticity. It’d do well as tighter shorts and lingerie. Still, this roll of cloth was meant for making clothes, so she decided to use the leftovers for her idea.

Were undergarments still considered proper clothes? Still, these servant girls seemed to understand a bit more than her. Bao Qin clapped her hands and said, “Then we’ll make inner robes. It’ll be comfortable to wear at night and cooling during the summer.”

Xiao Shi was still muddleheaded. “Then what do we tell the prince?”

Bao Qin grinned. “It’s not like the prince won’t see. This servant will have Ye-mama drop the prince a word so he won’t blame Madame Lisa.”

She was a clever girl. When she went out to tell Ye-mama, the latter muffled her laughter. “I know what to say. You all just make the clothes. Try to finish it by tonight so she can put it on.”

“Yes. Thank you to Ye-mama for going to the trouble.”

Bao Qin returned to discuss the pattern and make with the rest of them. They were quite conflicted originally. What kind of inner clothes could they make with this fabric? But it was obvious that Madame Lisa had long since made up her mind. When she voiced her ideas, they were both unique and unconventional.

Bao Qin and the rest assumed it was her way of attracting the prince, so they didn’t point out the obvious. Instead, they took out scissors and got to work.

Lisa’s needlework was truly subpar, but after watching them work, she had some insights as well. She too began to sew her version of modern shorts. However, she was oblivious to the fact that Ye-mama had spoken exceptionally ambiguous words to the prince so he wouldn’t blame Bai Lisa.

Jungkook didn’t know what that lacy satin was used for, so his ears burned as soon as he heard Ye-mama’s words. With a light cough, he said, “You all can do as you like. There’s no need to explain to this prince.”

He’d originally intended to give her something that could be made into resplendent robes, but never imagined he gave her something for undergarments instead. No wonder the fabric was so comfortable. It shouldn’t be bad if she wore it next to her skin. Her skin was akin to that of a freshly peeled egg. The more he thought about it, the hotter he felt inside…

Ye-mama insisted on teasing him further as she laughed. “But Madame Lisa’s already said that she’ll have the prince be the first one to see her in these clothes. Those servants of hers have set their hearts on choosing out a make and pattern!”

When Jungkook thought of her alluring body, then of her dressed in clothing made from lacy satin, he suddenly felt his nostrils heat up. Sensing something amiss, he hurriedly waved his hand. “This prince knows now, you can leave!”

Ye-mama could tell that the prince wouldn’t blame the mistress and left with delight. How would she know that the moment she left, Jungkook would get caught in a predicament? When he removed his hand from his nose, he discovered his palm was covered in fresh blood…

“Ah, Your Highness, why is your nose bleeding?” Yoongi jumped in fright, but only heard the prince coldly rebuff him.

“Quiet, bring over some cold water. Don’t tell anyone else.” Other people got nosebleeds because they were ill. He deeply understands that he wasn’t due to sickness, but that woman.

Perhaps other men wouldn’t endure to this extent, but he’d been self-disciplined since youth and rarely boasted of his exploits. After undergoing training in the army, he was even less inclined to act brazenly. Even as a man, he wouldn’t be affected by outside restrictions regarding these matters. Moreover, he’d harboured a hundred per cent vigilance towards others even since returning from the battlefield, especially towards women.