"Can you determine it so accurately just by feeling? Even the Imperial Attendant from the Clothing Bureau does not have this skill."
The Empress's tone cooled a bit, "Or is it that you are hiding something from me?"
Chen Mo shook his head and said, "Your Highness misunderstands. My senses are merely keen, and based on previous unexpected interactions with Your Highness, I estimated it. Fortunately, the attire fits Your Highness perfectly..."
The Empress's cheeks reddened but she was not easily fooled by him.
Chen Mo had indeed pinched her buttocks and thighs, but how could it be that even her chest size and waist measurements were pinpoint accurate?
"I'm giving you one last chance. You'd better speak truthfully..."
Seeing the Empress was about to continue questioning, Chen Mo intensified the force of his touch to distract her.
"Hmm?"
The Empress stiffened.
Before she could react, the flame touch snaked down along the palace gown, pressing the acupoints beneath both armpits.
