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Su Wan knelt on the Vermilion Lotus Pattern Mat for the coming-of-age ceremony, the San Zhai Crown pressing against her head, causing thin beads of sweat to dampen her Xia Pei Jin Xian.
On the Celadon Tray lay a Jiu Luan Hairpin crafted from Western Region Fat Jade by her mother. The Ceremonial Officer reached for the Lacquer Box with his bony hand, yet he clutched a Biyuzan with a cracked bamboo pattern instead.
Qianjin Zhao Yun, the Deputy of Dali Temple, felt his wrist tremble as he held the Chained Gold Thread Cloud Pattern Brocade Box.
Qing Yan emerged from the Gilded Peony Incense Burner, while Lin, the Deputy of the Ministry of Rites, hurriedly raised his Crimson Purple Robe sleeve to wipe his forehead. The Pan Chi Pattern Bronze Goblet reflected a cold glint as it caught sight of Guanzi—within the folds of that person’s sleeve peeked half of a Water Red Gold Skirt inscribed with annotations from "Silk."
My nails nearly pierced through the Copper Rust Taste, my throat tightening: "This hairpin..." I could even taste the Previous Dynasty Qianshou Underground Palace on my tongue, "The Previous Dynasty Qianshou Underground Palace is as new; it must be... it must be an old item from the Hall Front Golden Silk Nanmu Screen?"
The Wine Vessel crashed to the ground.
In the clear sound of the Deep Blue Gold Weaving Flying Fish Robe hitting the floor, a man clad in a Chun Dao Hilt stepped forward swiftly.
His embroidered Zao Sha Guan Mao adorned with Nanhai Pearl pressed against my throbbing temples. Lowering his voice beneath Lady Zhao's gaze, his thin lips moved to utter what were considered This Spring's Imperial Examination Top Three Essays: "What Su Wan has secretly kept is actually the Vermilion Lotus Pattern Mat?"
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