The moment Bai Yujun stepped out of the hall, she immediately flicked her sleeves and strode off in great sweeping strides. The gold-thread dangling hair ornaments beside her temples jingled wildly, while the ribbons wrapped around her dragon horns danced in the wind.
Rong Ru and Mu said nothing.
It was already rare enough that she had sat properly through the entire ceremony. Now that the grand rites were over, she ought to relax.
With wind beneath her steps, Bai Yujun entered the inner chamber of the Imperial Chamber and spread her arms. The immortal maidens fluttered around her like butterflies among flowers, their hands flying as they removed the heavy ceremonial robes and inner garments.
Seated before the Dressing Table, she watched in the mirror as the immortal maidens removed one ornament after another, untying ribbons as though drawing out wisps of cloud, pulling hairpins like plucking starlight.
Every cumbersome piece of court attire was stripped away.
The constriction around her neck vanished. Once her hair was loosened, dark-blue silk cascaded over her shoulders like a waterfall, and she took a deep breath.
It really felt so good...
Lazily rising, she passed through layer upon layer of curtains to the side room shrouded in misty vapor. Two immortal maidens lowered their heads and stepped forward to untie the hidden knots and remove her inner clothes.
Barefoot, she stepped into the immortal spring and sank into the water. Her dragon horns remained exposed, while her snowy-white dragon tail occasionally broke the surface, draped over the pool's edge, then slipped back down.
Bai Yujun needed a brief rest to adjust to being the Heavenly Emperor.
Outside the South Heavenly Gate, at the spaceport.
Zhen Bei weighed the divine seal he had only recently acquired. It was rather heavy.
He put away