There is a custom called "warming mourning".
It means that marriage is permissible within 49 days.
Otherwise, the children would have to observe three years of mourning, which would be too long.
In addition, "married daughters are considered parents, and grandchildren are considered grandparents, all of whom wear mourning clothes for one year, with different rules regarding whether or not they are to be flogged; great-grandchildren are considered great-great-grandparents, and wear mourning clothes for five months; great-great-grandchildren are considered great-great-grandparents, and wear mourning clothes for three months."
This shows that once a daughter is married, she can avoid the mourning period.
As for marrying a wife, it can be traced back to the "seven grounds for divorce and three grounds for not divorced": "If a woman has no place to go after marriage, she will suffer a three-year mourning period; she will be poor and lowly before marriage but rich and noble later."
Luo Yaohui was a great-granddaughter, and she was only eighteen years old and had been wearing mourning clothes for three to five months.
But the Luo family seemed unable to tolerate her for even a moment and were eager to send her to the Eastern Palace.
In the afternoon, the Crown Prince's Palace was in a hurry to pick up the person.
The rain kept falling, but the atmosphere was quite harmonious.
Xie Zhou clung to his wife, visiting the Shicui Palace, Qiuxiang Courtyard, and Wenqi Courtyard.
Seeing that Qiuxiang Courtyard and Wenqi Courtyard were both ready, but the ground for Shicui Palace was not yet dug, Di Baose suggested, "Let's bring Miss Chang in and have her stay in Qiuxiang Courtyard for the time being."
Huan Yue blinked.
Di Baose pulled her along and said, "Wouldn't you be more interested in the Shicui Palace?"
Huan Yue asked, "You expect her to put on a show for you the moment she arrives? At least have some consideration for her feelings, right?"
Di Baose asked, "Why should I be considerate of her?"
Huan Yue was bewildered; it made perfect sense, and she was speechless.
Di Baose said it herself, how dare they shamelessly beg a Liangdi? Everyone knows that a Liangdi will become one of the Four Consorts, and a Liangyuan corresponds to one of the Nine Concubines.
The first thing they said was that Liangdi could only become the Crown Princess in the future. To be on equal footing with her?
Di Baose wasn't that magnanimous. And let's ask Huan Yue: could he tolerate a second Crown Princess?
Di Baose said, "Isn't Qiuxiang Courtyard wonderful? Let her live in the west wing of the back courtyard. If she could live in Shicui Palace, wouldn't she be extremely grateful?"
Huan Yue asked, "You want to make the two of them fight?"
Di Baose quickly shook his head: "Let them keep it to themselves."
Huan Yue was delighted. Very good.
Di Baose also thought it was wonderful.
Xie Zhou was merely an accessory to his wife's legs and did not offer any opinions.
Di Baose doesn't need to consider his feelings; after all, she's just helping him create the illusion of bullying his sweetheart, isn't she?
To make this illusion more convincing, Di Baose actually had quite a few tricks up her sleeve.
Huan Yue passed by the Green Jade Courtyard and heard the commotion inside.
Gong Zhaoxun happened to come out and greeted His Highness, the Empress, and Consort Di. She smiled and said, "Zhang Zhaoxun refuses to copy 'Rules for Women' and 'Admonitions for Women.' She also said she wants to go back."
Huan Yue and Di Baose exchanged a glance.
Gong Zhaoxun winked, as if to make things lively? The East Palace is too quiet, which attracts attention.
Xie Zhou immediately understood this tacit understanding.
A little fuss won't affect the big picture, so let her have her way for now.
Huan Yue recalled that: she was allowed to run thirty-nine meters, as long as she had a forty-meter-long broadsword in her hand.
To be conservative, she would lose control if she had a burst of speed at 39 meters, but allowing her to run 30 meters should be fine.
Gong Zhaoxun will go back later and have some time to play with Zhang Zhaoxun.
Having lived in the palace for so many years and with the support of the empress, Gong Zhaoxun was quite confident.
Xie Zhou led his wife back to Qing'e Palace.
This place is still the best option.
Huan Yue was busy trying on clothes. She didn't know if it counted as mourning, but she was wearing the official clothes anyway.
Forget about Luo Liangyuan; allow her to suffer three months of misfortune.
Xie Zhou went out for a stroll and came back to tell his wife, "Grand Commandant Luo was posthumously granted the title of Duke of Liang. The Luo family must be granted the title of Duke of Liang. Father Emperor has decided on the title of Marquis of Qingyuan."
Huan Yue was dumbfounded. Could this really be done? She said to Huiqing, "The Luo family's mourning must be genuine."
Everyone in the room burst into laughter!
Huan Yue said, "Perhaps they should still cry for the late emperor, but if they keep crying, it won't feel right. They weren't the late emperor's adopted sons."
The naive palace maid said, "The Luo family and the Dong family look alike."
Huan Yue said, "Isn't it just like the Pei family? All those who are delusional are like this."
It seems that without the support of the Duke of Rongguo, and with so many people being demoted recently, it's very unfavorable for the Luo family.
So that's why I thought of asking Huan Yue for help? She's busy.
Please let Your Highness leave. The Empress wants to continue trying on clothes, and the palace maids are all busy.
Xie Zhou stood under the eaves watching the rain. Had I been rejected to this extent?
The young palace maid thought to herself, "The Empress has sent him to fetch the beauty. Aren't both Miss Chang and Miss Luo quite beautiful?"
The eunuch came to report: "Miss Chang has been received and settled in Qiuxiang Courtyard. She seems quite unhappy."
Huan Yue called from inside, "Your Highness, would you like to go and take a look?"
Xie Zhou said angrily, "I only look at you, just you, even at night."
Huan Yue replied coldly, "There's no need for that."
The eunuch came to report: "Consort Di went to see Miss Chang and was very grateful to her for saving His Highness."
Huan Yue urged Huiqing, "Hurry up, I have to go see."
Xie Zhou snapped, "Does Your Majesty no longer have a headache?"
Huiqing held the Empress down, which angered His Highness.
Huan Yue was dressed in beautiful clothes and wore a magnificent pheasant crown. He thought to himself, "What's so interesting about the white moonlight?"
A group of palace maids surrounded the Empress; she was the most beautiful. Truly beautiful!
Only the Empress has the demeanor of a Crown Princess; Di Baose is not good enough, nor is the Empress.
Xie Zhou watched the rain outside, his mood darkening like the sky. What was wrong with his wife again?
Qiuxiang Courtyard.
The air was filled with fragrance in the rain.
The front yard was quite quiet.
Di Baose led a large group of people to the west wing of the backyard and sat in the middle room.
The lights in the room illuminated her magnificent phoenix crown, making this noble lady from the highest rank of the imperial family look extremely expensive!
Although Qiuxiang Courtyard was well-maintained, it still felt like a magnificent and elegant place.
Di Baose isn't the vulgar type; she's beautiful! She's also used to this pose!
Chang Ziyu sat on a chair on the north side.
The clothes were very plain.
Her makeup was very light.
His expression grew even colder.
If Di Baose hadn't known that she was both anxious and flirtatious, she would have thought it was true.
Chang Ziyu was genuinely angry: "Is this your goal?"
Di Baose chatted with the female official: "The results of this training are quite good."
The female official chimed in, "They don't look rustic at all, and their accents are very authentic."
Di Baose smiled, her eyes crinkling: "Then I'm happy."
Chang Ziyu's face turned red!
The palace maid scoffed, "A mere village girl like you, with such confidence in front of Consort Di?"
Chang Ziyu was furious: "You're forcing me to this!"
Di Baose said unhurriedly, "What do you mean by that? Isn't it all for your own good?"
The palace maid said with pity, "She's probably just a country girl with little knowledge. There's not much difference between a silver ingot and a gold ingot."
Chang Ziyu was so angry that she didn't want to speak.
They must all know her current situation, so Chang Ziyu could only remain silent and wait for the situation to change.
These people must have a purpose in doing this, and Chang Ziyu is no simple person!
"I want to go back!" A voice drifted faintly through the wind and rain outside.
The palace maids and eunuchs exchanged bewildered glances. Was the Crown Prince's palace acting as if he were abducting a commoner's daughter? They were at a loss.
Di Baose was not flustered at all, and even appreciated Chang Ziyu's appearance.
She's just average-looking; without proper grooming, she's only moderately attractive. Sunny is much prettier.
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