Many noble women had come to Duke Ying's residence to attend old madam's birthday banquet today. If Wei Bao Shan went to the reception pavilion and the guests saw her like this, she would certainly be ridiculed by other people.
If this weren't true, Wei Luo wouldn't have allowed her to go there.
Wasn't Wei Bao Shan hoping to curry favor with the rich and powerful in hopes of advancing her social status and marrying someone from a good family? Wei Luo wanted to see. What were the chances that a madam would be interested in Wei Bao Shan as a daughter-in-law after seeing her like this?
When Wei Bao Shan arrived at the reception pavilion, second madam was speaking to Marquis Xin Yang's wife. She was enjoying their discussion quite a bit. Second madam personally brewed a teapot of bi luo chun (a type of green tea grown in Dong Tian Mountain region), poured a cup of tea, and pushed the cup in front of Marquis Xin Yan's wife. "I heard that a new temple has been built outside of the capital. How about going there to donate money on another day?"
Marquis Xin Yan's wife picked up the teacup that had a pattern made with varying shades of grey glaze. Just as she was about to nod, she heard a collective gasping sound in the reception pavilion. She turned her head to look in that direction.
(T/N: Below is a picture of a teacup with that type of grey glaze.)
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Wei Bao Shan had appeared at the entrance and she cut a sorry figure. Her cheeks were red and swollen and her hair was an unsightly mess. With red eyes, she walked to second madam Song-shi's side, curtsied and called out, "Mother."
Second madam's face changed colors. She felt as if Wei Bao Shan had caused her to completely lose face. "Who told you to come here? Why do you look like this?"
The surrounding madams started whispering. Even Marquis Xin Yan's wife furrowed her eyebrows and put down the teacup she had recently picked up.
Second Madam Song-shi naturally didn't miss her minute actions. She had finally succeeded in having a closer relationship with Marquis Xin Yan's wife. She naturally couldn't let Wei Bao Shan ruin everything at the last minute. Song-shi's expression became stern and she scolded her, "Haven't I properly taught you? Why haven't you even learned a small degree of propriety? Look at your clothing. Should you be coming out here and letting other people see you like? And your face, what's happened with it?" As she spoke, her eyebrows furrowed.
Song-shi looked very dissatisfied as she continued, "That woman from outside probably didn't properly teach you. But since you entered this household, you have to follow the rules of a duke's household. Otherwise you'll damage the duke's family's reputation when you go out."
When the other madams heard these words, they suddenly realized. So, she was a daughter from an outside mistress. Everything made sense now.
Wei Bao Shan tightly bit her bottom lip and slowly said, "Mother, please calm down. Bao Shan came here to ask for forgiveness."
Song-shi was very disdainful of her to begin with. When she heard the words, "ask for forgiveness", she immediately felt annoyed. "What have you done?"
Wei Bao Shan said, "I..."
"Second Madam." Jin Lu passed through entranced, saluted second madam, and said, "Miss Bao Shan had spoke rudely and offended Princess Consort Jing. The princess consort ordered this servant to teach Miss Bao Shan a lesson."
Not only was Wei Luo previously Duke Ying's family's fourth miss, she was currently Prince Jing's dearest person. Her position was incomparably higher than Wei Bao Shan's. Wei Bao Shan, a daughter born from an outside mistress, had dared to offend Princess Consort Jing? Second madam fiercely glared at Wei Bao Shan. She was truly fed up with this girl to the core of her bones. Second madam asked Jin Lu, "Is Ah Luo okay?"
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Romanceuploaded for offline read i do not own this story. translations found; novelfull Before her rebirth, Wei Luo was an innocent little girl. After rebirth, she appeared lovable on the outside but was a different person on the inside. Those who learne...