Chapter 257: Xi Luo, slap in the face
Wen Ruyue's expression changed several times.
Wen Yan was like a worm in his stomach; she knew everything he was thinking.
She knew that things would not go smoothly with the spices.
But she has to make the spices!
She gritted her teeth, a fierce look flashing in her eyes.
Wen Yan took two steps back and said in panic, "You're not going to find someone to knock me out and take me away, are you?
Tsk tsk tsk, Wen Ruyue, you’ve been back to the Wen family for more than a year, how come you’re still as rude as the village shrew!
How about your mother's upbringing?
What about the Wen family's discipline of you?"
“You…” Wen Ruyue was so angry that her body trembled, but she quickly calmed down, “So what if you’re right.
My husband is the prince of a marquisate, and he dotes on me the most. With just one word from me, he will settle everything for me."
As she spoke, she pulled her collar, deliberately revealing the ambiguous red mark on her neck, declaring her sovereignty to Wen Yan.
After returning to the Marquis' Mansion yesterday, Wen Ruyue treated the wound on her face and went to find Huo Yaoxing.
She flirted with him so much that Huo Yaoxing became so lustful that he had no intention of studying at all. He spent the day in the study room being dissolute with her.
Thinking of her husband's domineering behavior, Wen Ruyue's cheeks began to heat up.
"Puchi..." Wen Yan laughed out loud.
"Any normal person wouldn't compete with a dog for food."
"You...you dare to call me a dog!" Wen Ruyue was so angry that her lungs were about to explode.
She shrilly ordered the maid: "Go...knock her out and take her back!"
The two maids looked at each other and rushed towards Wen Yan.
Wen Yan reacted very quickly and kicked each of them in the heart.
The two maids fell to the ground with a cry.
Wen Yan screamed in fear: "Ah... No, my arm!
Mother, sisters, please don't hit me!"
Wen Ruyue and her daughter's expressions changed.
Here we go again!
Wen Yan's voice was not loud, but it attracted the attention of people nearby.
The mother and daughter were tied up and dared not do anything rash.
Wen Yan took Pei'er and left in a swagger.
"She got away again." Wen Ruyue stamped her feet in anger. "Mother...what should I do? If I can't mix the spices again, Concubine Lan will be angry with me."
Jiang Xinkui said with a sullen face: "Don't worry, we'll think of a solution."
Wen Yan didn't want to be harassed by the mother and daughter anymore, so she simply went to a crowded place.
As soon as she appeared, someone recognized her.
"Oh, isn't this Wen Yan, the young talent from the capital, the daughter of the Wen family?"
"You have a really bad memory. She's not of the Wen family at all, and she married a poor scholar from the countryside."
As the man spoke, he fanned his nose with his hand.
They had no grudge against Wen Yan, but they were always suppressed by Wen Yan and felt dissatisfied.
I got the chance today and couldn't help but want to ridicule you.
"Look at the clothes she's wearing, how old are these antiques?
Even the night-scented maid in my house doesn’t want to wear it.”
"Tell me, how can the difference between one person be so huge?
She married a scholar.
People say that Wen Ruyue's husband is the eldest son of a marquisate. Not only does he have a prominent family background, he is also extremely talented.
And some people’s husbands can’t even afford a decent piece of clothing.”
The noble ladies were talking and laughing.
He also compared Wen Yan with Wen Ruyue.
Wen Yan looked indifferent, as if they were talking about someone else.
But Pei'er couldn't bear to hear others say that about her.
I was so angry that my eyes turned red.
If Wen Yan hadn't stopped her, she would have argued with the other person long ago.
Seeing that she hadn't been angered, everyone continued, "She's just flattering the Meng family. Why didn't the Meng family prepare a dress for her to wear to the banquet?"
"The Meng family must have seen her true colors!"
"Who said that my Meng family doesn't like Wen Yan anymore!" A majestic female voice suddenly came.
Following the sound, I looked.
A woman with honey-colored skin and well-dressed clothes walked over.
Although she was dressed plainly, she exuded a murderous aura that made people dare not look directly at her.
The person who came was none other than himself.
She was the mistress of the General's Mansion, Meng Chifei's mother, Wen Yan's adoptive mother, Madam Bai.
Mrs. Bai came to Wen Yan, took her hand, and asked with concern: "Yan Yan, are you okay?"
Wen Yan smiled and shook her head: "I'm fine."
Seeing that her smile was not fake, Mrs. Bai finally breathed a sigh of relief.
She held Wen Yan's hand, looked at everyone, and said loudly: "I have adopted Wen Yan as my adopted daughter. She is no different from my own daughter to me.
If I hear you making up stories about her again, I won’t tolerate it with my fists.”
After Mrs. Bai finished speaking, she slammed the stone table beside her.
There was only a crisp 'click' sound.
The stone table was fine, but a teacup on the table was cracked into two pieces.
The noble ladies were so frightened that their faces turned pale.
They all lowered their heads and dared not speak.
"Mom, they are just ignorant little girls, why are you getting angry?
If I hurt my hand, Chi Fei will definitely skin me alive when he comes back."
Madam Bai gently tapped her forehead and said, "You are too kind-hearted. You were bullied by them, but you still spoke up for them."
Wen Yan hugged her arm and shook it softly, saying coquettishly, "No, I only care about your hand."
Mrs. Bai pinched her little face lovingly.
Several daughters of the Meng family also gathered around Wen Yan and talked enthusiastically.
When everyone saw the Meng family's attitude, they knew what was going on.
The Wen family doesn't like Wen Yan, but the Meng family likes her very much.
Although she lost her natal family, the Wen family, she gained the support of the Meng family.
After this incident.
I'm afraid no one will dare to bully her openly from now on.
This Wen Yan really has some skills.
Even though she had fallen into such a state, she still managed to turn things around!
"The Toffee is here!"
Following the announcement, an old lady with gray hair but graceful and elegant appearance came over, supported by her maid.
Everyone bowed respectfully, "Greetings to the Queen Mother."
Concubine Gong smiled kindly and asked everyone to excuse themselves: "I invite everyone to look at the flowers together. There is no need to be formal."
No gifts were accepted at the Lotus Viewing Banquet, but the ladies would make some small items themselves in order to leave a good impression on Concubine Gong.
The noble ladies presented gifts one by one, which were either purses or sachets, or round fans with beads.
When it was Wen Yan's turn, she presented her with a round fan.
"This fan is quite exquisite. Bring it here for me to see." said Concubine Gong.
The maid then held the fan in front of her.
"Oh, it's a double-sided embroidered fan! You must have put a lot of effort into it, kid!"
"Replying to the Princess, this is double-sided embroidery from Shu. I've only just started learning it, so I'm sorry for the poor presentation."
"If you say your embroidery is ugly, won't the embroiderers in the princess's mansion find a crack in the ground to crawl into?" Concubine Gong said, waving at Wen Yan, "Come here, talk to me."
Everyone was shocked.
Wen Yan caught the Dowager's eye just with a double-sided embroidered round fan?
"Yes, Her Majesty the Dowager." Wen Yan walked over with lowered brows.
The concubine took Wen Yan's hand and looked at her softly: "It's suitable.
This is the dress I wore when I entered the palace as a concubine.
I didn't expect you to be dressed so well.
It’s just a bit old-fashioned.”
The person who had just ridiculed Wen Yan couldn't help but turn pale.
This dress was actually a gift from the Concubine Dowager!
They had just been mocking the dress, saying that even a toilet cleaner wouldn't wear it.
Isn't that a mockery of the concubine...
Wen Yan smiled and said, "It may seem old now, but it must have been the latest style at the time."
Wen Yan looked around, then walked towards a maid and said, "Could I borrow your shawl?"
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