Before she left, she had to leave behind one last thing.
All the arrangements for the mating ceremony were left in Duotu's hands.
Having learned from the last time, his arrangements were all in perfect order, and the process was much faster than before.
All told, the mating ceremony was scheduled to be held one month later.
On the eve of the ceremony, servants finished her makeup and hair. Sang Luo propped a delicate cheek on one hand and stared out the window, bored, as the pale light of dawn crept across the sky. She let out a yawn.
It wasn't until she saw a tall, slender figure hurrying over that she finally perked up. From a distance, she smiled and gave him a flirtatious wink. "Your Majesty~"
"You may all leave us."
After entering the room, Duotu dismissed the attending servants and walked over to her, taking out a brocade box.
He had commissioned another ceremonial gown, its exquisite beauty in no way inferior to the last.
