Early the next morning, Su Juan, having been fussed over for a long time, had Dongdong help dress her up. Dongdong's face lit up with a smile, "Today is a good day for you, Miss. The Lord specially instructed that you dress neatly, so as not to lose decorum in the hall."
By the count of days, the events at Prince Jing Mansion seemed to belong to a past life.
Who would have thought that their young lady was actually of the Emperor's bloodline, the only offspring beneath today's Emperor's knees, so noble. After today in the Capital City, let's see who would dare to gossip about their lady.
Su Juan was a little out of breath and tugged at the fabric around her waist, "The waist is a bit tight, loosen it a little."
With a beaming smile, Dongdong said, "This is how I usually tie it, Miss. Are you feeling nervous?"
Su Juan took a deep breath, "I am a bit. Prepare two steamed buns for me. I'll eat them on the way."
Dongdong laughed, "I know you wanted to eat, everything is ready."
