Chapter 007: Poor enough to sell wedding dress
Wen Yan was once a talented woman with a certain reputation in the capital.
She is not only good at painting bamboo, but also has superb embroidery skills.
He once rose to fame with a double-sided embroidered screen with the inscription "Pine and Crane Prolonging Life".
Miss Zhu is the Huo family's cousin. She has liked Huo Yaoxing since she was a child and has always wanted to marry him.
However, the Huo family decided to choose Wen Yan as their daughter-in-law.
Therefore, she always disliked Wen Yan.
He tried to deal with Wen Yan several times, either openly or secretly, but to no avail.
Now that Wen Yan is in such a miserable state, how could she let him go!
Zhu Lele just gave a look and the little follower jumped out to provoke him.
"Wen Yan, what are you wearing? Gray and coarse clothes. You don't look like a rich lady at all. You are not even as good as the maid beside me! For the sake of our old friendship, I will help you." As the daughter of the Minister of Works said this, she picked a velvet flower from the head of her personal maid and put it on Wen Yan's head.
"Chun Tao, take off your clothes and give them to Miss Wen to save face."
They rushed forward and entangled Wen Yan.
Zhu Lele came to the counter and opened Wen Yan's bag.
A red embroidered dress was faintly visible, looking very much like a wedding dress.
Zhu Lele exclaimed: "Wen Yan, you are not so poor that you have to sell your wedding dress!"
Suddenly, a large hand with distinct joints pressed down the half-opened bundle: "Who told you to touch her things?"
Zhu Lele turned around in surprise and saw a tall, elegant man in a green shirt looking down at her.
His eyes made Zhu Lele feel uncomfortable: "Who are you to meddle in my business?"
Ying Zhilin had already retracted his gaze, stretched out his long arm, and protected Wen Yan behind him, "I still have some savings, so I won't ask you to sell anything."
"It's okay. It never belonged to me." Wen Yan pulled his hand away and handed the bundle to the shopkeeper, "Check it out!"
Zhu Lele covered her mouth in shock, "Wen Yan, are you crazy? This is your wedding dress, how can you sell it!"
"If it's bought back by those scoundrels..."
"As a woman, even if I starve to death, I cannot give away such a private thing... Besides, even if you don't care about yourself, you should also think about your husband. He is a scholar. If this matter were to be made public, I'm afraid his studies would be cut short!"
"This is not my wedding dress. I repaired clothes for someone. Don't talk nonsense." Wen Yanqi looked angry and directly agreed to the price of eight taels offered by the shopkeeper.
She took the silver and left with Ying Zhilin.
Zhu Lele looked at her fleeing figure and sneered, "You're just being stubborn. You're so poor, yet you're still pretending to be noble in front of me!"
She wanted to see how long Wen Yan could keep being stubborn.
She followed Wen Yan out and found that she walked into Shiweizhai across the street.
Shiweizhai specializes in dim sum and tea refreshments, and has long been famous in the capital.
His tea and snacks are available in limited quantities daily and are priced beyond the reach of ordinary people.
After a while, Wen Yan came out with a food box, got on an ox cart, and headed towards the Wen family.
On the ox cart were several baskets of cabbage and radishes, and even two big clucking roosters.
Someone laughed: "Those rotten vegetable leaves, could they be Wen Yan's return gift?"
"I didn't expect she'd fallen to this point. Wait, look, what she's holding is the special box for Shiweizhai Lotus Pastry!"
"Lotus cakes cost five taels of silver each, and she just sold her wedding dress for eight taels of silver, and she's already spent most of that. Isn't this just trying to show off!"
"I have an appointment for tea, so I'll leave first." Zhu Lele gloated.
Wen Yan’s scandal must be known to the whole city!
**
At this time, the Wen family.
The gate of the mansion was wide open, and except for Old Madam Wen, all the members of the Wen family were waiting outside the second gate.
A low-key yet luxurious carriage stopped at the door.
Wen Ruyue and Huo Yaoxing got out of the car together.
Jiang Xinkui was the first to greet him: "Ruyue, my good daughter!"
Other relatives and friends also praised her: "Look at Ruyue's majestic appearance, I can't even recognize her."
"The prince is really caring. Ruyue's spirit and energy show that the couple is in love at first glance."
Wen Ruyue was very proud.
Of course they are a loving couple!
The prince loved her slender waist the most. He almost broke her apart on their wedding night and has been pestering her all the time these days.
He would not be like Ying Zhilin in his previous life, who gave her a divorce certificate on the wedding night and said that she could leave anytime she wanted.
She is now the Crown Prince's wife, and next year she will become the wife of the third place winner in the imperial examination. In a few years, she will be personally conferred the title by His Majesty and become the youngest first-rank lady in Dayong's history.
These poor relatives in front of her can't catch up with her even if they flatter her, and they can't envy her.
As they were talking and laughing, a cousin from the fourth room asked casually, "Why hasn't Sister Wen Yan arrived yet?"
"She won't come back." Wen Ruyue thought of what Qiao Dashuang reported to her, and she couldn't suppress the smile on her lips.
"Ah? Why didn't you come back? Did Wen Yan tell you something in private?"
Everyone looked at Wen Ruyue curiously.
Wen Ruyue's face was full of pride. "She set fire to the house on the second day after her wedding. As punishment by the elders of the Ying family, she was forced to kneel on stones with a bowl of boiling water. I guess her legs can't walk even now!"
"If you ask me, Ruyue is the lucky one..."
The crowd surrounded Wen Ruyue and walked inside.
Wen Ruyue winked at her personal maid.
The maid immediately pulled Jiang Xinkui's personal nanny aside and said, "When Wen Yan comes back, you do this..."
The maid whispered something and stuffed another bag of silver into Madam Jiang's hand.
Nanny Jiang put it away without leaving any trace.
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