But soon, Jiang Mingzhi understood.
Her aunt's words undoubtedly told her that she did not approve of this marriage.
Inexplicably, Jiang Mingzhi's heart settled down and he suddenly felt at ease.
On the way into the palace, the atmosphere in the carriage was strange, and even Wang Qiang, who was usually the most noisy, was unusually silent.
When Concubine Shu woke up early in the morning, she had a headache. The head aunt apologized and asked, "Your Majesty, why don't you take a rest today and see her tomorrow?"
Concubine Shu curled her lips and waved her hand, "No, the longer the night, the more dreams there are. This matter should be finalized as soon as possible."
Everyone knows what this matter is.
When Concubine Shu thought about the Wang family's attitude, she felt a little unhappy.
If she hadn't been concerned about the Wang family's intentions, she would have asked His Majesty to issue an imperial decree to grant the marriage long ago. Why would she have to wait until now? This was also due to her not being born in the direct line of the Wang family.
Thinking that she was a concubine and had to rely on other people's opinions to take a concubine for her son, Concubine Shu laughed at herself. She thought that she was not ambitious enough and did not climb to a high position early, which gave other people room to comment.
When Zhang brought a few girls into the palace to pay their respects, she keenly noticed that Concubine Shu was unusual.
Concubine Shu had changed into a gorgeous goose yellow dress and a red gold headdress. She was twisting a dish of flowers on the table with her armor with filigree hollow flower and bird patterns. It was a dish of jasmine flowers. The snow-white stamens turned into mud under the gilded armor, but Concubine Shu turned a blind eye.
Jiang Mingzhi was very familiar with the look in the eyes of those in power who looked down on everyone as ants. Just one glance was enough to suppress the turmoil in his eyes.
She knew that there was still a tough battle to fight today.
Shufei will never give up easily, and her aunt wants to stand up for her, and the tug-of-war between them is foreseeably difficult.
"Is this Wei'er?"
Seeing Wang Wei, Concubine Shu smiled warmly and called Wang Wei over. "It's been a few years since we last met. You've grown from a little girl into a big lady!"
It was hard to tell how much of the pity in her eyes was genuine, but Wang Qiang truly missed this aunt who had treated her well in the past. Thinking about the past, the palace was lonely, and the aunt who had once been full of life in her impression had now quietly changed.
It's lonely at the top. My aunt must have had a hard time in the palace over the years.
Thinking of this, she choked up for a moment and couldn't help but shed tears.
Jiang Mingzhi looked at him and suddenly began to doubt whether he was too heartless.
"You child, a meeting between an aunt and a niece is supposed to be a happy occasion, so why are you crying? Stop crying quickly, or you won't make Concubine Shu sad too!"
Zhang couldn't help but try to dissuade her. Concubine Shu patted Wang Wei's hand with a nostalgic look, and said with a smile, "It's okay. She's our own daughter. She's not out there. She smiles when she's happy and cries when she's sad. We couldn't be closer!"
Wang Wei was even more moved after listening to this, but she still wiped her tears with a handkerchief and stopped crying.
Wang Qiang couldn't help but secretly nudged Jiang Mingzhi with her elbow, lowering her head and making faces.
It was obvious that she was somewhat disgusted with the tearful beauty Wang Wei's temperament, but this was the palace, even in the place of Concubine Shu, Jiang Mingzhi did not dare to take it lightly, and just gave Wang Qiang a look that told her to stop making trouble.
After a few pleasantries, Concubine Shu was about to ask about the marriage, and the girls were sent to the side hall to have snacks.
Before leaving the hall, Jiang Mingzhi looked at Zhang with some worry.
Zhang's eyes were determined, and she felt relieved and followed him to the side hall.
All the exquisite dim sum had no taste when they entered their mouths. Jiang Mingzhi was a little absent-minded, and Wang Qiang suddenly felt bored. The dim sum that she had enjoyed so much now tasted like chewing wax.
She swallowed her snack and said unhappily, "What's wrong with you two? You both look so lost. Is there something you're hiding from me?"
Hearing the voice, Jiang Mingzhi looked up and found that Wang Wei was as worried as he was, but what was she worried about?
Isn't she the one who should be more worried today?
Wang Wei came back to her senses and smiled apologetically, "I didn't sleep well last night, so I don't have much energy."
Then he added, "The capital city is really too noisy. I even got up in the middle of the night to have a bowl of snow pear soup. My throat felt like it was stabbed by a razor blade."
Wang Qiang sighed upon hearing this, "That's fine. It's because Dongjun is humid all year round. People who are used to living there will find it difficult to adapt when they first return to the capital."
After saying that, she looked at Jiang Mingzhi again, wanting to know why she looked like that. Jiang Mingzhi just said a few irrelevant words, obviously evading Wang Qiang.
Fortunately, Wang Qiang was not stupid. Remembering that this was the palace, it was better to be cautious in what she said and did, she gave up all the thoughts and focused her attention on the snacks again.
Zhang didn't say a word until she took a few people out of the palace.
The wheels of the carriage seemed like cotton soaked with water, and were much heavier than when we came.
Wang Qiang fell asleep leaning against Jiang Mingzhi and did not wake up until she arrived at Wang's house.
Wang Wei wanted to open her mouth to ask several times, but she swallowed the words back when they came to her lips.
Obviously, except for Wang Qiang, everyone knew that something serious must have happened.
But Zhang was the elder, and since she didn't plan to tell them about this, they tacitly didn't ask.
Just as the meal was about to end, Mrs. Qiao, who was talking in the inner room, suddenly shouted loudly: "What do you mean? A niece can't compare to a niece, right? You can't bear to part with her, but you can't bear to part with my Wei'er?"
The sound was quite loud, and Jiang Mingzhi and others who were playing backgammon outside heard it.
Jiang Mingzhi's heart sank, "You can't bear to part with her but you can bear to part with Wei'er?" What does this mean? Could it be... She thought about it and guessed what it meant.
Mrs. Qiao yelled once, and then there was no movement. I guess Mrs. Zhang calmed her down.
Wang Wei bit her lip, twisted the handkerchief in her sleeve, and looked at the inner room nervously.
In a wealthy family, even if the sisters-in-law are not on good terms with each other, they are always polite to each other when they meet. This is the first time that the Wang sisters have seen their elders lose their composure like this.
In just a cup of tea, Qiao slammed the curtain and walked out, without having dinner, and left with Wang Wei.
Under Wang Qiang's puzzled gaze, Jiang Mingzhi was called into the inner room.
My aunt rubbed her eyebrows tiredly, and when she saw Jiang Mingzhi, she waved.
She stepped forward obediently, "Aunt."
"You don't have to marry him."
"Cousin Wei..."
Zhang was unwilling to say more about this and waved her hand to signal her not to ask any more questions.
When he returned to his room in the evening, Jiang Mingzhi called Qingsha over and gave her some instructions.
An hour later, Qingsha came back.
"Miss, I heard that the second house is packing their luggage and they are leaving for East County tonight."
So urgent?
Jiang Mingzhi frowned slightly. It seemed that Mrs. Qiao was strongly opposed to her daughter becoming Prince Yi's concubine.
But didn't she advocate marrying him herself in the first place? Why did her attitude change so drastically when it came to her own daughter?
"It's so easy to be generous to others."
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