To Be A Virtuous Wife

5

Cui You Yuan was located in the west side of the wang fu. It was a bit out of the way but the surroundings were neat and quiet. Qu Qing Ju held Mu Jin's hand as she travelled through a half-moon door and Cui You Yuan's entrance was in sight. The mamasguarding the door and the steward of Cui You Yuan had been waiting at the door. Seeing Qu Qing Ju, they quickly came up with smiles on their faces.

The kitchen incident had already been spread to the entire wang fu. In a flash, no one dared to disobey wang fei. Didn't they see that even wang ye was on wang fei's side? They were only servants, who dared offend the zhuzi?

"Nubi greets wang fei,"The mama who was the steward came forward and made a full bow. She then look fawningly at the first-ranked yahuan, "Refreshments have been prepared inside, wang fei can come in and rest."

"I hope it didn't trouble you," Qu Qing Ju inclined her head slightly. Disregarding the ingratiating smiles on the gatekeeping and steward mamas, she walked gracefully into Cui You Yuan.

Wang fei clearly was very courteous to them but the two mamas felt that wang fei was full of nobility and pushed their own attitudes lower.

Cui You Yuan wasn't very big but it was of high quality. Qu Qing Ju scanned the surroundings and at last, her gaze landed on the white-clad woman in the middle of the yard. Her hand holding a flute, the woman was very beautiful, wearing a wide-sleeved silk dress, almost as though she was untouched by mortal sins. She really didn't look like a huakuithat came out of a prostitute house.

This was the first time Yun Qing met the wang fei that was rumoured to be not favoured by wang ye. She had thought that it would just be a normal woman, but who knew it was such an eye-catching woman. Phoenix eyes and brows like the willow. She had a feixian hair arrangement, the jewel on the headpiece perfectly falling between her eyebrows, contrasting with the porcelain skin. She wore a wide-sleeved dress made of Shu-brocade the color of moonlight. It was so fitting and beautiful that it appeared as though the dress was made to be worn by her. Just the two ornaments tied at her waist were more valuable than all the belongings she ever had.

This was the rumored Duan Wang Fei?

Yun Qing's mind stopped and she strangely felt inconceivably inferior. The hand that held the flute tightened. She performed a soft bow: "Yun Qing greets wang feiniangniang."

"Yun Qing guniang doesn't have to be too courteous," Holding Mu Jin's hand, she sat down at the carved mahagony table underneath the grape trellis. She took a sip of the tea that a little yahuan presented: "This tea is not bad."

"The water for this tea comes from the dew that I collect every morning. To be able to receive wang fei's compliments, it hasn't wasted my efforts. Wang ye also likes this tea." Yun Qing went forward two steps and smiled as she replied.

Mu Jin heard how she addressed herself and frowned. She saw that wang fei's expression didn't change and her own expression recovered.

The hand that held the cup stopped moving. Qu Qing Ju place the cup down. She used her handkerchief to wipe the corner of her mouth, "I think that Yun Qing guniang knows why ben wang fei has come. I do not know if I have the luck to admire Yu Qing guniang's flute." She didn't have the interest to drink the dew of this flower or that grass. Who knew if it was clean or not.

"Wang fei, I'm not one of this fu's musicians," Yun Qing's face turned pale, as though she was humiliated, as she gazed at Qu Qing Ju, "Yun Qing's skill is poor. I don't dare let it enter wang fei niang niang's honourable ears."