“This isn’t an exaggeration at all. This is the standard attire for a married woman of the Tantai Family’s Yang Vein. It symbolizes dignity and poise. Husband, you married my sister and me three months ago, so you must naturally follow the rules.”
‘Standard attire for a married woman?’
Su Chun’s eyes widened.
She thought to herself, ‘Isn’t this hairstyle supposed to be for married women in ancient times?’
‘Am I not your husband? Why aren’t you the ones wearing this? Isn’t this a bit backward?’
“Wait, all married women of the Yang Vein have to do their hair like this?”
“Yes. Not only must you wear your hair in a bun, but you must also wear the corresponding accessories, such as this Linked Lotus Hearts Jade Pendant and these Dragon and Phoenix Earrings…”
As Luo Yu spoke, she picked up a dazzling array of accessories and began to adorn Su Chun with them.
Jade pendants, earrings, bracelets…
With all the items clinking and clanking on her body, Su Chun felt like she had gained several pounds.
Su Chun looked at herself in the bronze mirror.
She was dressed meticulously, covered in jewels and pearls, looking exactly like a noblewoman prepared for a palace banquet.
Her lips couldn’t help but twitch.
This was the “dignity and poise” of a Yang Vein woman?
She felt more like she had been tied up. It was even difficult to move.
She subconsciously touched her bare forehead and the tight bun, feeling as if her scalp was about to be torn off.
“Um, can we make it a bit simpler? For example, can we let my hair down a little? Or maybe wear fewer of these things? Look at my neck; it’s almost breaking,” Su Chun tried to negotiate.
“That won’t do, Husband. These are the family rules and cannot be changed. If the elders see you dressed ‘frivolously,’ you will be scolded.”
The two women shook their heads firmly.
‘Frivolous?’
Su Chun looked at the heavy accessories and the meticulous hair bun she was forced to wear, then compared herself to Luo Li and Luo Yu.
They were only wearing beautiful dresses with their long hair flowing freely, looking fresh and refined.
She felt that the aesthetics of this world were somewhat distorted.
She thought to herself, ‘Why?! Why does the husband have to dress like an old fossil while the wives and concubines can dress freely? What kind of bizarre rule is this?’
“But my head is so heavy.”
Su Chun wanted to cry, but no tears came.
She felt like her neck could no longer support the weight of the hair bun.
Luo Li watched from the side, and the corners of her cold lips seemed to curve into a very faint arc, as if she were smiling.
“You’ll get used to it. As a direct descendant of the Tantai Family’s main lineage, if you can’t even handle these rules, how will you bear the family’s responsibilities in the future?”
Su Chun was speechless.
‘Fine,’ she thought, ‘you’re the bosses. You win.’
She gave up struggling and let Luo Li fuss over her.
Soon, the standard attire for a married woman of the Tantai Family’s Yang Vein was complete.
Su Chun looked at the completely unfamiliar “noblewoman” in the bronze mirror and felt a wave of exhaustion.
She hadn’t even begun her cultivation yet, and she was already being crushed by this outfit.
“There, that’s perfect. Husband looks truly beautiful.”
The two women looked at their masterpiece with satisfaction.
‘Beautiful?’
Su Chun didn’t think so at all!
She felt like a walking clothes rack and jewelry stand.
She had also been dressed in a set of magnificent, light purple palace robes.
“Let’s go. It’s time to see Mother.”
Su Chun took a deep breath, trying to adjust to the weight on her head and body, and took a heavy step forward.
With every step, the accessories on her body jingled incessantly.
She finally understood what it meant to have “difficulty taking a single step.”
Luo Li and Luo Yu followed behind her.
Seeing her slightly stiff and comical back, Luo Yu couldn’t help but whisper to Luo Li.
“Sister, Husband seems to have become much sillier today. He doesn’t even know how to walk anymore.”
Luo Li glanced at Su Chun.
“She has amnesia. It’s inevitable that she’s a bit unaccustomed. She’ll get better slowly.”
Walking in front, Su Chun heard their conversation clearly, and her cheeks flushed.
‘Silly?’
She was being dragged down by this ridiculous outfit, that’s all!
The Tantai Family was indeed a strange place, and she felt there were even stranger things to come.
After leaving the courtyard, Su Chun discovered that the Tantai Family seemed to be located at sea.
There was a scent of salt in the air, and the scenery was enchanting.
They passed through several long corridors and courtyards filled with exotic flowers and plants.
“Ninth Miss, blessings to you.”
“Lady Li, Lady Yu, blessings to you.”
Along the way, girls dressed as maidservants bowed to the three of them.
Eventually, led by Luo Li and Luo Yu, Su Chun arrived before a magnificent hall.
The doors to the hall were wide open, and the interior was brightly lit.
She could vaguely see many figures inside.
Su Chun’s heart skipped a beat.
“Husband, don’t be afraid. We are here,” Luo Yu said, sensing Su Chun’s nervousness.
She gently pulled her sleeve and offered a soft word of comfort.
Luo Li also looked at her.
Although she didn’t speak, there was a hint of encouragement in her eyes.
Su Chun nodded, trying to calm herself down.
Things had already come to this; she could only bite the bullet and go in.
She straightened her heavy “equipment,” took a deep breath, and stepped into the hall.
The hall was vast.
Light poured through the carved window frames, illuminating the dust motes dancing in the air.
At the very front of the hall sat a silver-haired woman dressed in luxurious purple palace robes, exuding an air of elegance and majesty.
She looked to be in her early thirties and was extremely beautiful.
Her features were almost identical to Su Chun’s, though her brow carried the dignity of one who had long held a high position and the mature charm settled by time.
Her hair was also styled in a meticulous bun, adorned with accessories even more magnificent and complex than Su Chun’s.
This person was likely the mother of Tantai Chun, the current head of the Tantai Family, Tantai Xuan.
Seated below Tantai Xuan were several other silver-haired women, all meticulously dressed with steady temperaments.
Their clothing colors varied; they were likely the Nine Lineage Elders of the Tantai Family.
In addition, there were many women dressed similarly to Su Chun, as well as many women without silver hair who were dressed more casually.
These people were likely the wives and concubines of Tantai Xuan, Su Chun’s aunts and their wives, plus her eight older sisters and their wives.
There were so many people that Su Chun’s head spun; she couldn’t distinguish who was who.
The moment Su Chun entered the hall, everyone’s gaze focused on her.
That feeling of being scrutinized made Su Chun feel entirely uneasy.
Her palms sweated from nerves, and even her breathing became cautious.
“Chun’er, why are you dazing? Why do you seem so distracted?”
Tantai Xuan spoke from the main seat. Her voice was gentle, carrying a hint of concern.
“Your daughters-in-law greet Mother, the elders, and the various ladies.”
The Luo sisters hastily bowed to everyone.
Su Chun glanced at their manner of bowing and tried her best to mimic them, offering a clumsy salute.
“Greetings to Mother and the various elders.”
Tantai Xuan’s gaze swept over her carefully, and her brow furrowed imperceptibly.
“Judging by your appearance, could it be that your bloodline has run into trouble again?”
Hearing this, Su Chun knew that the original owner of this body must have suffered frequent bloodline conflicts and had poor health.
“Yes. After the bloodline conflict yesterday, I woke up this morning feeling as if I had amnesia. I can’t remember many things,” Su Chun answered quickly.
Upon hearing this, Tantai Xuan’s brow furrowed again.
She raised her hand and made a beckoning motion.
An invisible force gently wrapped around Su Chun, causing her to float.
‘Is this… the power of a cultivator?’
Feeling herself take flight, Su Chun felt both afraid and excited.
She would surely possess such power in the future.
However, she still had a long way to go before reaching Tantai Xuan’s current level.
The cultivation system of this world consisted of six major realms: the Spirit Sea Realm, Dao Palace Realm, Four Poles Realm, Divine Firmament Realm, Immortal Terrace Realm, and Immortality Realm.
Tantai Xuan was currently at the third level of the Immortal Terrace Realm, the Severing Me Realm.
Beings of this realm were overlords of the various sacred lands and ancient families within the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands.
Meanwhile, Su Chun had not even reached the Spirit Sea Realm; she was practically a mortal.
Su Chun floated before Tantai Xuan and was gently pulled into her lap.
Being suddenly held like a child in front of so many people, Su Chun’s entire body went stiff.
She stared blankly at this mother who looked almost exactly like her.
Upon this contact, a strange sensation washed over her, giving her an indescribable sense of security.
Seeing Tantai Xuan acting so affectionately toward Su Chun, several young women below who shared similar features with Tantai Xuan immediately became envious.
“Eldest Sister, look. Mother has never treated us like that.”
“Indeed. Never mind being held; ever since I became sensible, she hasn’t even touched my hand.”