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"Meng, when you come over, could you bring your traditional clothing? The dress you wore to the horse farm last time was so beautiful. I showed my mom a picture of it, and she can't wait to see it in person." During the phone call, Charlie made a small request to Xiaomeng.

Xiaomeng was a little surprised, "You actually know your stuff so well. That dress was made by a top-notch embroiderer over a period of six months, and it only just arrived recently."

"Really? That's your country's haute couture?"

"Of course. I don't know if it's high-end or not, but it was made by a master craftsman, and the price is absolutely insane."

How crazy is it?

"The project took six months and cost 30,000 pounds. After the old embroiderer finished it, she retired immediately."

Charlie was also amazed. "Really? That's insane! Isn't that the master's last work? It's worth putting at an auction. You actually dared to wear that while riding a horse?"

But it's absolutely gorgeous, especially when you wear it horseback riding. The entire skirt spreads out, revealing the pattern underneath—it's so beautiful.

"You wore that dress during training that day, and the whole place came to stare. Didn't you see?"

"Haha, that's right. Wasn't there some noble lady at the venue last time? She kept showing off her haute couture clothes, as if only her family was rich. If I don't wear some of my family's luxury items, she'll think our country doesn't have anything good."

"Haha, you win now. Nobody went to look at her Himalaya bag anymore; they all went to take pictures of your skirt."

"I heard the patterns on your dress are embroidered with gold and silver thread?"

"Yes, and there's silk thread made from peacock feathers, which is even more expensive than gold thread. Didn't you see that the pattern changes color with the light?"

"It's such a pity, I didn't get a chance to observe it properly last time. You must come through so we can take a closer look!" Little Charlie pleaded earnestly.

Xiao Meng thought, "Since we're already here, we should give the host face." "Alright, last time you only wore a dress, this time I'll give you the whole outfit."

"A complete set? Is this a matching set?"

"Of course, you just wait and see."

When Xiaomeng's car arrived, Charlie discovered that she had brought several large suitcases, and they would have to get another car to transport them.

Xiaomeng arranged dinner for us.

Before dinner, Charlie's groom called him, "Charlie, you have to come out and see. The princess you brought back is crazy, shockingly crazy."

Charlie and his parents went outside and saw Xiaomeng, dressed in a full set of Ming Dynasty Hanfu, riding a horse slowly from their front yard.

Her pale yellow silk sleeves shimmered in the evening light. Her head was adorned with a golden crown, pearl hair comb, and velvet flowers. A tourmaline necklace hung around her neck, and a leather belt and jade rings adorned her waist—the entire outfit was complete, its presence no less striking than a Suzhou-style embroidered horse-face skirt.

The horse beneath her was also decorated very well, draped in a fine white cashmere coat, with Hermès leather belt, saddle, and other horse equipment. Its mane was braided with pearl ribbons, and a gold-inlaid lacquer saddlecloth was fastened in the middle of its face.

Xiao Meng rode over slowly on her horse, raised her riding whip, and said, "Hey, little Charlie, what do you think of my whole outfit?"

The horse beneath Xiaomeng also stood tall and proud, knowing that it was dressed up in its finest attire. When the groom saw it, he had a look of amazement on his face, making it understand its own beauty.

Charlie's groom and Xiaomeng's coach were diligently pulling on her reins, one on each side.

When the coachman saw his boss come out, he exclaimed, "Oh, little Charlie, look! The real Oriental princess! Look how crazy she is! Quick, get your professional camera out!"

Charlie was stunned by Xiaomeng's overall look; its exquisite and glamorous style was truly breathtaking.

"Oh, is this the princess's complete outfit? Dream, don't get down yet, I'm going to get my DSLR camera to take some pictures." Little Charlie turned and ran off.

His parents, Mr. and Mrs. Charlie, were also quite shocked and started taking pictures with their phones, repeatedly calling him their God.

Their reaction amused Xiaomeng. "Haha, Mr. Charlie, you're exaggerating!"

"Oh, no exaggeration at all, my dear, this is the first time our ancient manor has hosted a princess from the East. This scene is worth capturing and reminiscing about."

At that moment, Charlie rushed out, raised his camera, and started snapping pictures, saying, "Your outfit is absolutely stunning."

They took Xiaomeng to the front of their Baroque-style white fountain and took a picture of her riding a horse and laughing heartily.

"That's fantastic! This definitely deserves a cover photo. I'll be submitting these photos for next year's garden magazine competition. It'll surely make our manor a sensation. So many beautiful photos!"

These naive kids amused Xiaomeng. "Alright, just take a few random pictures. You really want to compile a photo album?"

"Oh yes, we invited you here for a meal. Please dismount, Your Highness." Everyone was very enthusiastic.

Xiaomeng had just pulled her shoes out of the slippers and was about to jump down when Charlie stopped her immediately.

"Mom, look! Look at this person's shoes!" Little Charlie exclaimed in madness when he saw her shoes, which were embroidered and adorned with pearls and tassels.

The old lady leaned closer, wearing her reading glasses, and carefully examined the embroidered shoes on the horse's belly. "Oh, dear, it's truly amazing! They're all handmade, and they feel like masterpieces. The color scheme is so sophisticated."

Charlie couldn't help but complain, "Did you wear the museum on your body?"

"Ha, that's for sure. I've gone to great lengths to show you what a full set of equipment looks like."

“Oh no, there’s no carpet on these steps. How can we step directly on such a work of art on rough stone slabs? It would be a shame to scratch it. Why don’t you just ride your horse to the front of my house? People used to dismount in front of the front of the house when they held banquets.”

Xiaomeng pulled the reins, and the white horse beneath her obediently stepped onto the stairs.

"Wow, Meng, your horsemanship is really good! That was so cool. Two more pictures!" Charlie raised his camera again and captured Xiao Meng's dashing figure.

Equestrian instructor Charlie turned to old Charlie standing beside him and said, "She really is a true princess of the East, isn't she?"

Old Charlie looked on with delight. "That's right, a true imperial princess—beautiful, noble, powerful, brave, and wealthy. Oh, she perfectly matches my stereotypical image."

"Let me tell you, my ancestors had a diary that recorded the story of a mysterious woman, exactly like this one. I never imagined such a beauty actually existed..."

Xiaomeng, holding onto the hand of driver Uncle Guan, jumped from the horse onto the carpet.

She adjusted the golden crown on her head. "I have too many decorations on my head today. Is my hair ornament crooked?"

The people around him clamored to answer, "It's not crooked, it's not crooked."

It turned out that a crowd had already gathered in the foyer, and even the servants cooking in their kitchen had come out to watch and take pictures.

"Alright, my friends, let's let our distinguished guest have dinner first. I'm sure she'll be happy to take a group photo with everyone after dinner."

Sitting at the dinner table, Mrs. Charlie touched the embroidery on Xiaomeng's sleeve. "Oh my goodness, this embroidery is so thin, so very thin, it doesn't look like it was embroidered at all."

Xiaomeng let her look at it over and over again. "That's right, Madam. Lightness and thinness are the characteristics of Suzhou embroidery. It's because the embroidery thread is so fine that it's so expensive and takes so long to complete."

Old Mrs. Charlie scrutinized every single adornment Xiaomeng wore. Xiaomeng had to answer her questions after every couple of bites. Fortunately, their food was only so-so; Xiaomeng was full after just a little grilled steak and salad.

So, five minutes of eating, two hours of explanation, and the time spent introducing the culture is longer than the time spent eating.

When Mrs. Charles learned that everything Xiaomeng was wearing was a modern artisan's creation, she was tempted to buy it.

Xiaomeng would never give away jewelry she liked; she simply introduced her to Zhou's Jewelry and let her customize it herself. After all, for these Brits, Zhou's Jewelry was definitely much more affordable than jewelry in their own country.

Xiaomeng's clothes are not transferable, as they have all been worn. However, Xiaomeng can introduce the museum where she works to the Charlies, who can commission Suzhou embroidery works they like. If they can wait, they can also find embroiderers to commission modern clothing.

Mr. and Mrs. Charlie said they would definitely plan a trip to China sometime.

After dinner, Charlie's family invited Xiaomeng to visit their family's treasure room, where they said there were many treasures from Dongfeng passed down through generations.