Lady Liu, the wife of Vice Minister Wang of the Ministry of Rites, had already spotted her in the crowd.
"Oh, Qiu Niang, you've come."
"Why are you leaving so soon after you've just arrived?"
"I've been waiting for you here specifically."
He Qiuniang was moved by what she heard.
It's admirable that Liu still remembers the affection between them and doesn't look down on her just because she went from being the first wife to a concubine.
"Madam Wang, with your words, Qiu Niang..."
Before He Qiuniang could finish speaking, Madam Wang waved her fan and chuckled softly.
"I've been waiting for you for so long. I finally got to see you after your postpartum period, so I invited you over to see you make a fool of yourself."
"What? You're laughing at me?" He Qiuniang's touched expression instantly crumbled.
"Madam Wang, I treated you like a sister, and you treat me like a joke?"
"Tch!" Madam Wang scoffed, distancing herself from He Qiuniang.
"You're nothing but a merchant's daughter, reeking of money."
"If you weren't usually so generous with money, who would want to be with your sisters?"
"Now you're even more shameful. You've been demoted to the rank of equal wife. What's the difference between you and a concubine?"
"The entire elite circle in Beijing is talking about it."
"The wife of the Vice Minister of the Court of Imperial Sacrifices became a concubine, and on their wedding day, he knelt to welcome the new bride into the house."
"Such a servile and spineless act. Don't ever say I know you when you go out in the future."
"Then why did you give me the invitation?" He Qiuniang asked, feeling sorry for her.
Their friendship was like a kite in the sky; suddenly the string broke, and it hit her right in the face.
My face hurts, but my heart hurts even more.
Thankfully, she thoughtfully prepared a gift for her today.
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