"Wishing the Old Madam longevity and prosperity."
Xie Yun said with a smile. He wasn't wearing his usual white robe but a smoke-colored long gown with a light purple cloak draped over it. His black hair was crowned with a purple headpiece, and a jade belt was fastened at his waist, giving him a graceful appearance that was more alluringly noble than usual.
This was the first time, in Gu Lan's memory, that Xie Yun wore light purple clothing. Gu Lan couldn't help but glance at him a few more times and nodded, saying, "Thank you... why are you dressed so vibrantly today?"
It was the first time she saw Xie Yun in this manner, exuding an indescribable elegance.
If Xie Yun were likened to a plant, he was usually like an orchid in a secluded valley or a flawless jade bamboo. Today, he resembled a resplendent and magnificent daffodil.
Xie Yun squinted his eyes with a smile, "Isn't this a joyous occasion? So I thought I'd dress more festively. Aren't you dressed like a groom yourself?"
