The garment was indeed tailored from Flowing Clouds, and contrary to what the Headdress and Shoes Workshop's clerk and Gu Lingyun had claimed, they had not lied about this matter.
Upon seeing the outfit, Zhu Yu quickly sat up straight, craning her neck forward to look, and noticed that people at several surrounding tables had also risen. She and Lu Qing stood up together as well.
Duchess Yan had likely calculated this precise moment to step out from the back, knowing that any later, the light would dim, and without the sun's illumination, the most distinctive and splendid aspect of the Flowing Clouds would be greatly diminished.
Although she was in her seventies, Zhao Bi's wife, like Zhao Bi himself, seemed to embody the spirit of old age with robust vitality. Her posture appeared quite firm, and she bore a smile that was both authoritative and feignedly amiable, as she instructed the maid to carry a tray with a wine jug and glasses to toast the esteemed guests present.
