Chapter 1845 - 1783: The Ugly Wife Must Finally Meet Her Father-in-law
Chapter 1845: Chapter 1783: The Ugly Wife Must Finally Meet Her Father-in-law
Wufu is still in mourning; her attire should not be overly opulent, and she herself does not favor such grandeur, as she has always preferred simplicity. The same goes for her jewelry. She likes splendid ornaments, even buying them for the maids around her. Seeing them beautifully adorned lifts her spirits, for beauty is pleasing to the eye and naturally improves one’s mood. But as for wearing them herself, she’d rather not; she finds them burdensome.
Visiting the palace, one can’t dress entirely in mourning colors. After all, Empress Dowager Mo, the emperor, and others are alive and well. If you dress plainly for the visit, would it not seem inauspicious?
Thus, Wufu wore a dress of blue and green, with a light and elegant shade. The hem was embroidered with simple patterns of good fortune, complemented by a pearl belt and tasseled pearl pendants. A pair of Mutton Fat Jade Pendants hung down, and both the dress and accessories were made of the finest materials, exquisite yet not overly elaborate.
Ma Nao styled her hair into a Falling Horse Bun, adorning it with only a Pearl Hairpin, a delicate Gold-Plated Silver Tassel Hairpin, and several Green Jade Hairpins. Hidden in her hair were discreet Diamond Hairpins, revealing a brilliant sparkle when touched by light.
After these arrangements, Nanny Shen examined her carefully and couldn’t help but nod in approval.
In the palace, one encounters countless beauties with elegance and grace surpassing many, but Wufu’s distinctive charm stands out. Her tall, slender figure embodies a harmonious blend of grace and strength, exuding poise and elegance, confident and composed.
The most unforgettable aspect is the confidence and resilience she exudes, like a wildflower growing resiliently from a cliffside. Though not precious, she is robust enough to defy all odds.
Nanny Shen praised, "Princess Consort looks perfect as is."
Composed and dignified, neither servile nor overbearing.
Wufu laughed.
Ah Jiu sent someone to fetch her and waited in the carriage.
"Shouldn’t you be riding a horse?" Wufu raised an eyebrow, "What man sits inside a carriage?"
Ah Jiu laughed. "It’s late autumn. Riding a horse would make the wind tangle my hair, and I’d have to redo it."
Wufu shivered and said, "It’s better if you speak normally."
Such effeminacy made her want to scratch her hand.
Zhen Zhu, kneeling at the corner, lowered her head to suppress her laughter.
"I’m not teasing you, just here to chat." Ah Jiu held her hand and said, "No need to worry; the Royal Mother is easy-going and won’t trouble you. Relax."
"I’m not worried," Wufu replied with a mix of laughter and tears. "You’ve been repeating this for days. I could recite it myself. Honestly, you’re more nervous than I am."
These past days, Ah Jiu had been incessantly briefing Wufu on Empress Dowager Mo’s preferences, more anxious than this ’unseen bride.’
Ah Jiu, feeling sheepish, said, "I’ll accompany you to meet the Royal Mother, but surely I won’t accompany you the entire time. The Royal Mother will dismiss me; you must be cautious on your own. The palace is not like the outside; it’s filled with demons and evil spirits, and you can only bring in two maidservants with you. Stay with them at all times."
"Mmm."
Ah Jiu squeezed her hand and quipped, "In the end, the bride must meet the father-in-law. Wufu, I’ve been waiting for this day!"
Wufu’s mouth twitched. "People might think you’re the father-in-law waiting to serve bridal tea!"
Imagining that scene, Ah Jiu couldn’t help but fantasize. If that day ever comes, he’d better prepare a well-chosen meeting gift.
Seeing him in that daze, Wufu shook her head secretly and waved to Zhen Zhu, saying, "The rouge on my lips is too dark; bring a handkerchief for me to lighten it a bit..."