Wang Anfeng received the wooden box with both hands and carefully opened it.
Inside lay a golden phoenix hairpin, with phoenixes dancing on top, and upon closer examination, there were as many as seven phoenixes. The noble clans each had a ranking system for such things, and a phoenix hairpin was considered a ceremonial item, naturally not for casual use. From one to nine, the rules were strict.
Ordinary women would use a single phoenix hairpin for their wedding.
And the Nine Phoenix Hairpin was the most prestigious, usable only by the Empress. Three years ago, after the current Empress passed away, there was no one in the land eligible to use the Nine Phoenix Hairpin; the Seven Phoenix Hairpin was already highly esteemed.
Even before the current Emperor ascended to the throne, his wife had only used the Seven Phoenix Hairpin.
Wang Anfeng couldn't help but take a slight breath.
He lifted his hand and gently stroked the phoenix hairpin.
