The Palace Attendants took one glance before respectfully lowering their heads.
Ji Qingwu stepped down the stairs and into the pool. The water was the perfect temperature, soft and smooth. The Palace Attendants then scattered prepared flower petals to cover the surface.
A palace maid holding a white silk cloth was about to step forward to wash her, but Ji Qingwu quickly said, "I'll take that."
This was the palace, after all, not her private washroom. She was in no mood to indulge, so after a brief soak, she took a clean, long silk cloth, dried herself off, and changed into the new set of clothes.
It was a sky-blue silk gauze dress, as fine as spring threads, worn over a lilac underskirt. The hem was wide, and with every movement, it seemed to bloom like a flower trailing on the ground.
She used a plain handkerchief to towel her hair until it was half-dry. Since she had to go out, she couldn't leave it down messily, so she casually pinned it up with a jade hairpin.
