Xiao Zai was woken up bright and early the next day by Chu Yun walking into his room with dark, midnight-blue robes in his arms.
"You're wearing this today," he said, throwing the robes onto the bed, almost hitting Xiao Zai in the face.
"Good morning to you too," he grumbled, sitting up on the bed and rubbing his eyes.
Chu Yun waved him off. "Yes, yes, have a bath first, but don't wash your hair. We don't have time for that right now."
Xiao Zai scowled. What was this? Why was Chu Yun micromanaging his morning routine.
"I'm aware of how hygiene works, and I've been dressing myself for a number of years." He got up from the bed and wrapped his inner robe tighter around himself. "So, I don't understand why you felt the need-"
Chu Yun turned around from the vanity, holding two jade hairpins in one hand and a jade crown in the other. He smiled cheerfully up at Xiao Zai. "I just want to make sure you look your best for the engagement ceremony, uh, dear."
