Xiaoling was seated before a mirror once again. The court maids surrounded her, all doing different things. Today was her wedding day. Surprisingly, she wasn't nervous. She felt neutral. It was just a day full of ceremonies.
She was dressed in beautiful red robes with gold accents. Her hair was adorned with the palace's most luxurious jewelry, custom-made for the auspicious day. The best makeup artists from the palace meticulously did her makeup.
After she was ready, a group of court maids grabbed her dress to help her walk to the Imperial Garden where the wedding was going to be held. Zhenzhen grabbed Xiaoling's arm to give her extra support. The robes and the ornaments were heavy enough to stop her midway, but Zhenzhen's extra support kept her going.
