*chapter three*

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Madame Shen entered Shen Xiao's chambers, her presence graceful and poised. Shen Xiao rose from her seat, performing a respectful curtsy. "Mother, please, take a seat."

Madame Shen nodded, her eyes warm with affection. "Xiao, my dear, I've come to bid you farewell before your departure." She settled into the chair, her silk robes rustling softly.

Shen Xiao poured her mother a cup of tea, using the delicate ceramics with precision. She added a touch of honey, just as her mother liked it. As they sipped their tea, Shen Xiao couldn't help but feel a mix of emotions: helplessness for her new journey, but also sadness at leaving her family behind.

Madame Shen broke the silence, her voice measured. "Xiao, I want to give you something." She produced a small, exquisite box from her sleeve. "This hairpin was mine when I was your age. It symbolizes the virtues I hope you'll carry with you in the palace: grace, wisdom, and courage."

Shen Xiao accepted the box with a respectful bow. She opened it, revealing the stunning silver hairpin adorned with a delicate lotus flower. Her eyes widened in admiration.

Madame Shen's eyes shone with pride. "Remember, Xiao, a noble lady's character is her greatest asset. May this hairpin remind you of our family's honor and your own strength. Fill yourself with grace and humility, and never forget your roots."

As they sat in silence for a moment, Shen Xiao felt a deep connection to her mother and their family's legacy. She knew that she would carry her mother's words and wisdom with her always.

As Shen Xiao finishes her tea, her mother rises from her seat, and they share a tender moment, embracing each other tightly. With a final nod, Madame Shen departs, leaving Shen Xiao to her thoughts.

With the hairpin securely in her hair, Shen Xiao takes a deep breath, feeling a sense of determination and purpose. She knows that her life is about to change forever, but she's ready to face whatever comes next.
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As the first light of dawn crept into the sky, Shen Xiao woke up, her heart racing with fear and a hint of sadness. She knew that this day would mark the beginning of a new chapter in her life, one that would take her far away from her family and the only home she had ever known.

Her maids, Jingyi and Huan rong, entered her room, their faces solemn. They helped Shen Xiao into her finest outfit, a stunning silk robe with intricate embroidery, and adorned her hair with the silver lotus hairpin her mother had given her.

 They helped Shen Xiao into her finest outfit, a stunning silk robe with intricate embroidery, and adorned her hair with the silver lotus hairpin her mother had given her

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As they finished, Shen Xiao took a deep breath, her eyes welling up with tears. She knew that she had to be strong, but the thought of leaving her family behind was almost too much to bear.

With a final check of her appearance, Shen Xiao made her way outside, where her parents were waiting for her. Her father, Shen Zhong, stood tall, his eyes shining with pride, while her mother, Madame Shen, smiled softly, her eyes red-rimmed from crying.

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