On the seventh day of the ninth lunar month, as the first light of dawn touched the sky, the Lu Residence was already steeped in festive joy.
Lin Xinrou walked into the inner chamber, cradling the phoenix crown with the utmost care, but the sight before her made her catch her breath. The morning light filtered through the carved latticework windows, casting a shimmering, golden luster upon Lu Wanwan. The phoenix robes—meticulously crafted day and night by a hundred seamstresses from the Su family of Jiangling—glowed with a dazzling brilliance.
"This..." Lin Xinrou whispered softly. "I’ve seen the phoenix robes of my aunt and the Empress Dowager before, but they don't compare to yours, younger sister. It’s truly beautiful."
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