Inside the room, Yang Ruxin was getting dressed.
Since there was no need for extra layers, she selected a festive and beautiful dress. This dress was personally crafted by Dong Wenxiu, made from Smoke Cloud Silk—a fabric left behind by her late grandmother, Dong Xiangshi. Originally meant for her daughter, Dong Wenxiu had now used it to create an outfit for Yang Ruxin.
Smoke Cloud Silk, as its name implies, resembles smoke and glowing clouds. Not only is it soft and comfortable, but the color also shifts subtly with changes in light, making it incredibly luxurious.
"Truly stunning."
When Yang Ruxin changed into the pinkish-purple gown, even with a bare face, her entire aura transformed. She was radiant, so much so that everyone couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.
"So this is what they call a willow-like slender waist? Why is mine so thick?" Yu Qingge came forward, measuring Yang Ruxin's waist.
