Zhao Hanzhang stood up and returned to the room, followed by Zhao Yunxin. Inside, Qing Gu took out the long-prepared Quju deep robe, and the two helped Zhao Hanzhang put it on.
This is a red Quju with black borders, prepared by Mrs. Wang for Zhao Hanzhang's hairpin ceremony two years ago, requiring just minor alterations for her to wear it.
Red like pomegranate seeds, adorned with auspicious cloud patterns, the collar, sleeves, and curved borders were black. Zhao Hanzhang tightened the belt and, seeing the person in front stopping their movements, slightly raised her eyebrows to look at the other.
Zhao Yunxin's face was flushed, nervously looking at Zhao Hanzhang, "Third sister, you look so beautiful..."
Qing Gu was also excited, nodding repeatedly, "The lady looks really beautiful."
Zhao Hanzhang gave her a slight smile and turned to walk outside, "Let's go, don't keep the guests waiting."
