After the meal, the Prime Minister's wife, having some matters to attend to at home, departed to the manor after a brief chat.
In the hall, Madam Jiang laughed, "Our Qinglan, from now on, is a grown-up young lady!"
"Indeed!" Madam Song looked at Madam Duan and said, "In the future, we'll have to trouble you to look after our Qinglan more often."
"It should be that way!"
Luo Jing's smile was so wide her teeth were showing, and her gaze towards Shen Qinglan was full of joy.
Shen Qinglan: ...
It's just a coming-of-age ceremony, why does it feel like entrusting the child?
"Ziyun." Luo Jing called Ziyun once.
Ziyun understood and quickly handed over the wooden box in her hand.
Luo Jing took the wooden box, opened it, and extracted something wrapped in emerald silk from inside.
Smiling, she lifted the silk, revealing a blood-colored jade bracelet in front of everyone.
