MY PRINCE HUSBAND HAS SEVEN WIVES AND I AM HIS FAVOURITE!
Chapter 67: Ensure he stays far away from me?

Chapter 67: Ensure he stays far away from me?

Xia Lin frowned slightly but nodded as though she understood perfectly. "Ah, I see. You’re nervous. That’s perfectly normal, young lady. But don’t worry, it’ll get easier with time!"

"I’m not nervous!" Hua Jing shot back, though the heat rising to her cheeks suggested otherwise. "I just think it’s unnecessary to follow such ridiculous rules. Why can’t everyone just... do their own thing?"

Xia Lin let out a small sigh, her tone softening. "Because that’s how things work in the palace, young lady. Everyone has their role to play, and this is part of yours. You’re his seventh consort. It’s tradition."

"Tradition is overrated," Hua Jing muttered, crossing her arms and looking away.

Xia Lin didn’t press the issue further, but her cheerful smile never wavered. "Well, whether you like it or not, you’re here now. And if the prince does visit, you’ll want to make a good impression, right?"

Hua Jing didn’t respond, her lips pressing into a thin line.

Make a good impression? The only impression I want to leave is one that ensures he stays far, far away from me!

Hua Jing didn’t respond, her lips pressing into a thin line. Make a good impression? The only impression I want to leave is one that ensures he stays far away from me. No matter how much she explained, she felt like Xia Lin wouldn’t understand. The girl’s unwavering enthusiasm made her want to pull her hair out.

She let out an exasperated sigh but decided not to press further. Instead, she shifted the topic, asking, "When will we meet the emperor and empress?"

Xia Lin perked up at the question. "When everything is ready, young lady. A carriage will come to take you to the main hall where His and Her Majesty are waiting."

Hua Jing nodded slowly, but a flicker of nervousness began creeping into her chest. Meeting royalty was entirely different from facing Zhao Yan or dealing with palace staff. The emperor and empress were the pinnacle of authority in this world. One wrong move, and she could easily offend them. That could lead to consequences she didn’t even want to think about.

She cleared her throat, trying to sound more composed than she felt. "Then... what am I supposed to wear when I meet them?"

Her gaze dropped to her current dress, a simple yet elegant garment. While it was decent enough, it felt far too understated for such a grand occasion. Hua Jing had read extensively about ancient empires in her original world. She’d even seen how some of the women were dressed when she stepped out of the carriage earlier. The extravagance of their attire made her simplicity feel almost embarrassing.

Her tone grew firmer as she added, "I can’t go like this. It’s... not appropriate."

Xia Lin grinned as if she’d been waiting for the question. "There’s no need to worry, young lady! The prince has already prepared a dress for you."

Hua Jing blinked in surprise. "He did?"

"Yes!" Xia Lin nodded enthusiastically. "Follow me."

Curiosity piqued, Hua Jing trailed behind Xia Lin as she led her to another room. The moment they stepped inside, Hua Jing’s breath caught.

Laid delicately across a long, intricately carved table was a gown that could only be described as breathtaking.

The fabric shimmered under the soft lighting, its deep crimson hue threaded with intricate gold embroidery that seemed to dance with every angle of light.

Tiny pearls and gemstones adorned the edges, catching the light like stars scattered across the night sky.

The sleeves were long and flowing, with golden phoenixes embroidered along the cuffs, symbolizing power and grace

The waistline was cinched with a belt made of pure jade, polished to perfection.

For a moment, Hua Jing could do nothing but stare at the masterpiece before her.

Xia Lin clapped her hands together, her voice brimming with excitement. "Isn’t it beautiful, young lady?

The prince had this specially designed for you. He wanted it to represent your status as the seventh consort while still reflecting your unique personality. Do you like it?"

Hua Jing stepped closer, her fingers hovering above the fabric. She didn’t dare touch it, afraid that her hands might sully its pristine beauty. "This... this is for me?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.

"Of course!" Xia Lin beamed. "His Highness said it had to be perfect for you."

Hua Jing’s mind reeled. Zhao Yan had gone to this extent for her? She didn’t know whether to be flattered, suspicious, or both. Her heart fluttered for the briefest moment before she squashed the feeling down.

She cleared her throat, trying to maintain her composure. "It’s... stunning," she admitted, though she still felt a pang of disbelief.

"Shall I help you get dressed?" Xia Lin asked, her hands already reaching out to assist.

Hua Jing hesitated, then nodded. "Yes, I suppose we should get started."

Xia Lin wasted no time, carefully removing Hua Jing’s current attire and helping her into the gown.

The fabric felt luxurious against her skin, light yet sturdy, and tailored to fit her perfectly.

Once the dress was on, Xia Lin adjusted the jade belt and smoothed the sleeves, her fingers nimble and precise.

When Hua Jing turned to look at her reflection in the tall mirror across the room, she barely recognized herself.

The crimson and gold of the gown complemented her complexion beautifully, and the design accentuated her figure without being overly revealing.

The phoenix embroidery seemed to come alive, adding an air of regal elegance she hadn’t known she could possess.

Xia Lin clapped her hands again, practically bouncing on her feet. "You look incredible, young lady! The emperor and empress are going to love you."

Hua Jing’s lips twitched into a small smile, though nerves still churned in her stomach. "Let’s hope so," she muttered under her breath.

Xia Lin didn’t hear her, too busy admiring her handiwork. "Now, let me fix your hair. It has to match the dress perfectly!"

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