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... ing and dressing, I went to the ancestral shrine to burn incense.
While having breakfast with my family, my father's gaze fell upon me, occasionally looking me up and down.
I put down my chopsticks, and before I could ask what he was examining, I heard him speak with a half-mocking tone,
"Other girls your age dress in vibrant reds and greens. But you always appear so plain."
I glanced down at my lake-blue robe without any cloud patterns, not even wearing a single ...
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