The next morning, Widow Xie, Aunt Gao, and the others came over right after breakfast. There were still a few finishing touches left from last night's work.
By noon, the wedding dress, shoes, and quilt were all finished.
They had said there would be no embroidery, but perhaps not wanting to shortchange Ji Huan, they had still stitched simple patterns on the collar and cuffs. Even the wedding shoes had fine, dense stitching and an exquisite design. A single glance was enough to see the immense care they had put into it.
"You don't understand. A bride has to wear a good pair of shoes so her future path will be smooth and steady."
Ji Xuelan pulled her into the room and told her to hurry and try on the whole outfit.
In the Great Zhou Dynasty, wedding attire wasn't a red groom and a green bride; both the man and woman wore red.
