Behind the phoenix carriage followed two columns of elite Forbidden Army soldiers in armor, shiny and reflecting the sunlight, their steps uniformed and orderly.
The procession slowly made its way to the front of Chengtian Hall and stopped at the center of Han Baiyu Square.
The phoenix carriage landed.
Two female attendants stepped forward and gently lifted the curtain of the carriage.
Then, a slender, white hand, as jade-like as snow, reached out from the carriage, resting on the arm of one of the female attendants.
The next moment, a figure slowly stepped out of the carriage.
Shen Mengyun was dressed in a formal red phoenix robe today, embroidered with a pattern of all birds paying homage to the phoenix in gold thread, each feather vivid and lifelike, crafted with exquisite skill.
At this moment, the pattern on her robe seemed to flutter as if about to take flight with her movements.
A jade belt cinched her waist, with long tassels hanging down.
