Mingzhu wore her hair in a high bun, with only a single kingfisher feather hairpin slanted into her hair. She was dressed in a moon-white dress with a bodice and a cinched waist, embroidered with gold peonies, which accentuated her beautiful figure, making her both charming and noble.
She gracefully stepped down from the carriage, supported by the Prince of Prince of Jin's hand, and bowed slightly, her demeanor elegant and poised. Her voice, clear and melodious like jade beads falling onto a golden plate, said, "Thank you, brother."
elder brother?
This address brought the stunned crowd back to reality.
What kind of older brother is this? A romantic partner?
The Prince of Jin is truly blessed!
Such a woman should exist only in heaven; how could one possibly meet her on earth?
Faced with such stunning beauty, no one felt that Mingzhu was "marrying up," but rather that the Prince of Jin was fortunate to have such a beauty.
Upon hearing that the Prince of Jin had arrived, Wu Zhenhai hurriedly came out to greet him.
He never expected that the Prince of Jin would come in person.
Ruanruan, look, even the Prince has come. This is a level of attention you never received in your life. If you're watching from heaven, will you be even a little happier?
Wu Zhenhai was stunned for a moment when he saw Mingzhu.
Because Mingzhu is simply too beautiful.
However, he was not in the mood for it and quickly looked away, bowing respectfully to the Prince of Jin.
Prince of Jin wanted nothing more than to kick him, but he restrained himself and said, "This is my younger sister, Mingzhu. She has come to pay her respects today with her wife. Have someone take good care of them."
The Prince of Prince of Jin's sister?
Everyone was stunned again.
Is she my god-sister?
I really want to know the truth, and I also want to know what the Consort of the Prince of Jin thinks.
The Prince of Jin has been here for so long, and no one has been able to get a single woman into his Prince of Jin's Residence. Those women whose husbands have multiple wives and concubines, which one of them isn't secretly seething with resentment?
Now look what's happened, just wait and see Consort of the Prince of Jin get slapped in the face.
All men should be like this!
Wu Zhenhai respectfully agreed, and an old woman immediately stepped forward to lead the way.
Mingzhu nodded to Prince of Jin and said, "Brother, please drink less. Sister-in-law, could you tell me before you left?"
Sister-in-law? In terms of title, she really is the younger sister.
In everyone's heart, there is a wild, leaping badger.
Mingzhu and Ren Yingying went in together to offer incense.
Mingzhu looked at the exquisitely carved and heavily made golden nanmu coffin and couldn't help but laugh.
After death, even the most immense wealth and status cannot be enjoyed in any way.
Ren Yingying whispered, "What kind of wood is this? It looks very expensive."
Upon hearing it was made of Phoebe zhennan wood, her eyes widened. "A set of furniture made from it could be passed down through generations! Oh, it breaks my heart!"
Qu Nian: Shut up!
She was about to ask another question when Mingzhu replied in a very low voice, "I can't talk much; it's very uncomfortable to strain my voice like this."
Ren Yingying said she would also have her vocal cords operated on to change her voice, but it hasn't happened yet.
The two were whispering to each other when they suddenly heard a servant outside shout that the women of the Zhou Family had arrived.
Mingzhu saw Lady Wang, and also Zhou Fu, whose face was full of reluctance.
Zhou Fu finally stopped pretending.
Because her marriage to Wu Zhenhai was already a done deal.
She didn't want to, but no matter how much she cried and made a fuss, no one cared this time.
The day after Zhou Xu's death, someone leaked the news, but now almost everyone is saying that Zhou Xu was driven to her death.
She didn't! She didn't at all!
To make matters worse, her family wanted to marry her off to Wu Zhenhai.
The scene of Wu Zhenhai standing up for Zhou Xu was still vivid in Zhou Fu's mind, and she trembled all over when she thought about it.
She didn't want to marry such a terrible, heartless peasant.
But now, even her mother Madam Wang, doesn't indulge her anymore.
She didn't want to come today, but Madam Wang said that if she wanted to marry far away, the Zhou Family wouldn't care even if she was bullied to death, so she could do whatever she wanted.
Zhou Fu weighed the pros and cons, and in the end, she swallowed her anger and came.
She noticed Mingzhu as soon as she entered the room—true to her name, Mingzhu's brilliance was impossible to hide among a group of people.
Then when she heard that this was the sister of the Prince of Jin, she didn't take it seriously and quickly looked away.
She held an incense stick, her back straight, almost without bending, and bowed in that manner.
Ren Yingying exclaimed, "Ninth Miss Zhou, you're so young, and your back is already damaged? Will you even be able to have children in the future?"
Zhou Fu glared at her fiercely, but was pinched by Madam Wang.
That's insane! It's the Crown Prince's consort!
Under everyone's gaze, Zhou Fu could only swallow her anger and bow in gratitude.
Just as I handed the sandalwood incense to the old woman and was about to leave this awful place, another old woman suddenly came in carrying a set of mourning clothes.
"Ninth Miss," the old woman, having received Wu Zhenhai's instructions, was quite bold, "The master has ordered you to put on this mourning outfit and burn paper money for the lady."
"Why!" Zhou Fu screamed, "Why should I wear mourning clothes for that bitch! Why should I kneel down and burn paper money for her?"
She'd really had enough!
The old woman calmly replied, "The master said that when you entered the household, you were to perform the etiquette due to a concubine in front of the mistress. Now that the mistress has passed away, it is only right that you wear mourning clothes for her."
Zhou Fu shoved the old woman aside, lifted her skirt, and ran outside.
The old woman called out, "Madam and young ladies, please step aside for now. Lord Wu is coming in."
There was no time for anyone to avoid them, so they could only turn their backs to the door.
Wu Zhenhai came in, looked at Zhou Fu, and said with a sneer, "Wear it or not?"
"Wu Zhenhai, don't push your luck!"
"If you're not going to wear it, then get out!" Wu Zhenhai said this to humiliate her. "And don't ever mention coming into the Wu Family again!"
Zhou Fu ran out crying, and Madam Wang couldn't stop her no matter how much she called.
A cold glint appeared on Wu Zhenhai's lips.
This is just the beginning.
Suddenly, his gaze fell on a pale, moon-white figure.
That figure...
"Ruanruan!" He couldn't help but step forward and reach out to Mingzhu's arm.
"Lord Wu, please have some self-respect." Mingzhu slowly turned around, revealing a cold yet beautiful face.
Wu Zhenhai froze, then released his grip as if he'd been electrocuted, stammering, "I'm sorry."
Without waiting for Mingzhu's reply, he turned and strode out.
Ruanruan, I'm sorry, I'm having a fit of hysteria.
I actually thought you were still alive.
Don't be jealous, I didn't mean to pull other people along.
Even if she were stunningly beautiful, I would treat her as just an ordinary person.
Ruanruan, did you see how embarrassed Zhou Fu was?
That humiliation is not even a fraction of what you've done for so many years.
I will find it all for you, little by little.
As for what I owe you... how about you come into my dreams and scold me?
After he left, Mingzhu calmly said, "Sister Ren, let's go."
"OK!"
Ren Yingying thought Wu Zhenhai was quite something... he almost gave himself away.
When they arrived at the second gate, they found that Prince of Jin was not there; only the guards of the Prince's residence were waiting for them.
"Princess Consort, Miss Huo, Her Highness the Princess has also begun her journey. Your Highness, please return to the manor first."
"Oh dear!" Ren Yingying exclaimed, "Tangbao is about to give birth too! How come we all rushed into this on the same day? Hurry, hurry, let's go back quickly!"
She has to go back to help with the delivery!
Starting so early, they might be expecting a baby today.