To Be A Virtuous Wife

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The winds and rain were strong, but they stopped as dusk approached. The sun even came out from behind the clouds, covering all of Jing with a coat of gold. Qu Qing Ju stood on the only three-level tower in the wang fu. She narrowed her eyes to look at the shockingly beautiful sunset, a smile on her lips.

Suddenly, a heavy bell rang out from the direction of the Imperial Palace. Because Duan Wang Fu was very close to the Imperial Palace, she could clearly hear the ringing.

Mu Jin and the others behind Qu Qing Ju instantly changed their expressions, kneeling down and covering their eyes, trying their best to make themselves cry more sorrowfully. Huang Yuan even grievously moaned "Emperor" before using his sleeves to start wiping away his tears.

Qu Qing Ju's head seemed to ring then blanked. She looked in disbelief at the Imperial Palace. Under the sunset, the Imperial Palace seemed to be coated in a layer of mysterious gold. If this kind of scene was exaggerated a bit, it would become a good omen. How was it that the Emperor had passed away?

She stilled before turning to order: "Quickly change everything in the futhat needs to be changed. Nothing bright should be seen." After seeing Huang Yang leave the tower with reddened eyes, she looked down at her own clothing, "Let's return to zhengyuan to change."

Even though she wasn't sure of the situation in the palace, Qu Qing Ju still used the fastest speed possible to wash away the makeup on her face and also took off the peach red corseted silk dress to change into a snow-white plain dress. The girdle she used was a neutral colored one. She took down all the pouches and pendants on the dress, put her hair in a simple style, using a few hairpins to secure it, and even took down her earrings.

The servants in the wang fu also took off the bright clothes they wore. White lanterns with black characters and white banners were hung up in the wang fu. Anything red in colour was stored away.

Jiang Yong Yu watched as the servants in her rooms hurriedly put everything away. She changed into a dark green cotton dress. She asked Ai Lu beside her, "Has wang fei given any orders?"

Ai Yu helped remove the adornments in her hair and changed her hairstyle to a simple one, securing it with two silver hairpins, "Wang fei didn't have any orders. She just said for everyone to clean up what should be cleaned up and hang what is required."

Jiang Yong Yu faintly frowned. She walked uncertainly to the gate of her yard and looked at the servants walking outside, sighing: "I don't know what the palace is like now."

Ai Lu knew that her mistress was worried about the new emperor. Right now, it was good if their wang yesucceeded the throne. If Rui Wang succeeded, their lives from now on wouldn't be very peaceful.

"What, you can't wait either," Feng Zi Jin held Xia Yun's hand and looked disdainfully at Jiang Yong Yu, "I had thought that you would endure longer, but aren't you just the same?"

Jiang Yong Yu calmly looked at the sapphire in Feng Zi Jin's hair and commented indifferently: "If you have the time to come over and fuss, why don't you take down what you are wearing? If wang fei knew, I wonder if she would get angry?"

"You’re just a dog of wang fei, what do you have to be smug about?" Feng Zi Jin snorted and held Xia Yun's hand to leave.

Ai Lu retorted in anger: "She's a shiqiewho's unfavored by wang ye, there's nothing to be proud of!"

"Her father is a third-grade assistant minister in the Ministry of Works. My father is under his command. It's natural that she dares to show off in front of me," Jiang Yong Yu gave an ambiguous smile, "There's no need to argue with this kind of person."