Late spring at the Marquis's Mansion was a flurry of lanterns, with red lights snaking along the verandas and casting a warm glow over the blue-brick walls. Jiang Wan stood before her vanity, letting Lüluo pin a pearl tassel into her hair. In the mirror, she appeared in a moon-white ru skirt embroidered with silver-threaded lotus patterns, shimmering faintly in the candlelight.
"Miss, Heir Lu sent someone the day before yesterday to bring over some cloud brocade offered as tribute from Jiangnan. He said it was for you to have some garments tailored," Lüluo said, opening a sandalwood box to reveal the iridescent fabric. "The nannies in the mansion are all whispering, saying that the Heir's feelings for you are..."
"You do talk too much." Jiang Wan gave her hand a light tap, though the tips of her ears flushed hot. Ever since their meeting in the countryside, the items Lu Jingyuan sent had never ceased—from spices offered as tribute from the Western Regions to pastries from Jiangnan—every single one was to her liking.
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