The two of them were idly chatting, and it wasn't long before Shen Han returned.
"Madam Yun, Cailing'er, do you see this attire..."
As he stepped into the courtyard, Shen Han hadn't yet noticed Liu Xilan's visit.
When he saw her, he paused for a moment, then adjusted himself to a more formal demeanor.
At that moment, Liu Xilan's gaze was also fixed on Shen Han.
The outfit Shen Han was wearing was newly sewn for the rites of worshipping heaven.
In Great Wei, such sacrifices are considered very serious and grand affairs.
Generally speaking, one must attend in festive attire to show their respect.
Liu Xilan couldn't help but take a few extra glances before withdrawing her gaze.
Shen Han was handsome, typically donned in simple and elegant clothing, his garb often embodying a sense of ease.
But today, in full ceremonial attire, his entire demeanor had evolved somewhat.
What was once a carefree and handsome elegance today exuded a certain calm dignity and majestic presence.
