Gold, this color looks very noble; since ancient times, commoners have avoided it. Because usually, such an esteemed color is only dared or worthy to be worn by royalty. Although there has never been a clear regulation, it has long been an unwritten rule.
Uncle Jiang held a long robe with a golden white collar and approached Yi Ran.
Yi Ran was sitting in front of the Brass Mirror, biting a golden hairband with his teeth, his left hand reaching behind his head to grab his long hair gathered in a bundle, then his right hand took the hairband and tied up the hair. Finally, he took the Golden Jade Crown and placed it above the hair bundle. He was wearing a white inner garment, and his face was very calm. He stared at himself in the mirror for quite a while, then suddenly lifted his lips slightly, "It seems that over the years, I haven't changed much."
Uncle Jiang: "Young master, allow this old servant to dress you."
