The Dragon Pavilion was alive with activity, the air thick with the scent of blooming peonies and the hum of servants preparing for the grand celebration. Red and gold banners fluttered in the breeze, symbolizing the strength and prosperity of the royal family. Today marked the one-year anniversary of Crown Prince Zheng Liang and Yang Ning's marriage—a day long awaited, especially after the turmoil of the past weeks.
Inside her chambers, Yang Ning stood before a polished mirror as her maids made the final adjustments to her attire. Today, her reflection revealed a composed, regal woman, but her mind was far from still. It had only been a week since Yang Luoyang's crimes were exposed, and the shock of it still clung to her like a shadow.
"You look stunning today, Your Highness," Xiaowei said, her voice warm as she placed the last jade hairpin into Yang Ning's hair. "No one will be able to take their eyes off you."
