Dark Thoughts, Wang Xifeng Lost Heart

As usual, the next two updates would come at midnight.

That afternoon, Rongguo Mansion was also crowded with guests. In terms of rank and scale, it was not the least bit inferior to those occasions when they received the Emperor.

And Wang Xifeng was someone who thrived on company. The livelier the occasion, the more she wanted to display the bearing of the household's Matriarch and show off her skill at handling people.

By the end of the afternoon, her lips nearly seemed worn raw from talking.

After finally finding a moment to rest, she reclined on the Soft Couch in the flower hall. She had only just drunk half a cup of Almond Tea when the old maid she had sent to Sun Mansion to invite Jia Yingchun came looking for her.

"Second Madam."

The old maid was built like a barrel, yet she clutched a handkerchief embroidered with mandarin ducks at play, flicking it about in her hand as though summoning spirits. "Would you believe the timing? I had only just arrived at the young mistress's residence, and before I could even mention tomorrow's family banquet, news came from the palace that the master had earned merit by killing the Tartar invaders."

As she spoke, she raised three carrot-like fingers high before Wang Xifeng, her face brimming with exaggerated excitement. "His Majesty was overjoyed and specially granted the young mistress a Third-Rank Imperial Order. Even the young master received Sixth-Rank Status!"

Jia Yingchun had received a Third-Rank Imperial Order?

Wang Xifeng's left hand tightened against the Soft Couch, wrinkling the smooth rabbit-fur cover into a clump.

Back then, who in the entire household, herself included as Jia Yingchun's sister-in-law, had ever thought highly of Jia Yingchun?

Even the servants had secretly nicknamed her Second Woodhead, and hardly treated