Happiness is always relative.
The winter bed is a hundred times happier than the summer bed.
Long Eying curled in the quilt, side revealing fair skin, her bright eyes slightly flickering, Long Yao and Long Li tidying up, draping Dragon Spirit Silk over Liang Qu.
"Wait, take out the court attire, not wearing Dragon Spirit Silk today."
"Huh, court attire? Isn't Dragon Spirit Silk different if it changes? No difference at all." Early in the morning, Long Li wanted to be lazy, skipping the trouble of rummaging through the cabinet.
"There is a difference." Liang Qu shook his head, "I remember bringing it along, it's in the cabinet."
"Little Li, listen." Long Eying coaxed softly.
"Got it, got it!"
Long Li opened the cabinet, squatted down to open the lacquer box.
Dragon Spirit Silk can change color and style, usually unobtrusive, seen by subordinates, but in the end, it's not the set given out by the Imperial Court's Textile Bureau, with legal significance.
