Lady i followed behind i Qingdai cautiously as they stepped into the ditation hall.
The faint scent of sandalwood lingered in the air. Old Madam Yu knelt facing the deity, her back turned toward the entrance.
She was clad in moonwhite silk, a fabric of extraordinary rarity, once exclusive to noblewon in the imperial court, valued at the price of a thousand gold coins per bolt.
The silk’s worth lay in its shimring cloud patterns, created through the intricate art of double-sided embroidery—an ancient technique rumored to have long been lost to ti. It is said that this stitching thod was rediscovered only after studying garnts unearthed from ancient tombs. Such attire is no longer suited for daily wear but rather showcased in museums.
Old Madam Yu’s moonwhite silk robe, modest at first glance, revealed its brilliance upon closer inspection. Under sunlight, the cloud-like patterns glimred like golden waves, dazzling yet elegant.
It was understated sophistication at its finest.
Lady i gazed at the moonwhite silk with a hint of yearning in her eyes.
Would she ever have the chance to wear moonwhite silk in her lifeti?
Her eyes then swept across the ditation hall—it radiated luxury at every turn. Even the altar table was carved from golden-thread nanmu, and the deity statue was cast entirely in gold. A single glance was enough to feel overwheld by its overwhelming radiance.
Lady i quickly lowered her gaze, averting her eyes from the sight.
"Grandmother." i Qingdai knelt down on a prayer mat beside Old Madam Yu, her voice tender and filled with a coy affection.
Lady i followed suit, kneeling on another mat.
"It took so much effort to organize the plum blossom banquet, but it was completely ruined by my eldest sister-in-law and her daughter. Grandmother, aren’t they clearly trying to spite ? You must stand up for ."
i Qingdai shed a few tears, yet Old Madam Yu remained still, not even sparing her a glance.
The Buddha beads in her hand moved steadily, gliding through her fingers without the slightest deviation.
"Grandmother~"
i Lvge opened her eyes and raised her arm slightly. i Qingdai promptly held onto her for support.
i Lvge rose slowly and seated herself in a nearby carved yellow pearwood chair. i Qingdai knelt down beside her and began to gently massage her legs.
Lady i poured a cup of tea and offered it respectfully to i Lvge.
i Lvge raised her eyes and gave Lady i a brief glance. Lady i offered a polite, reserved smile.
i Lvge sipped the tea and remarked indifferently, "So? What do you want to do?"
"Naturally, they should be summoned and properly chastised, especially Ruohuan. She lacks even a shred of feminine propriety. She’s completely disgraced the Yu family. That little girl thinks far too highly of herself. Today, she was humiliated publicly by that boy from the Gu family. Grandmother, you have no idea how the noblewon will gossip behind our backs after today. If Ruohuan doesn’t marry that boy from the Gu family, then the Yu family will be unable to salvage its reputation. Her na is ruined now. Beyond our Jun Zhe, who else can she marry?"
Lady i cast a covert glance at i Qingdai. Sotis, she had to admire her little sister-in-law’s incomprehensible confidence.
Today’s spectacle may have embarrassed the Yu family, but Yu Ruohuan’s prospects weren’t bleak—quite the opposite. Suitable suitors would likely be lining up in greater numbers.
She refrained from speaking her mind, realizing that her Jun Zhe was unlikely to want anything to do with this ss.
But such an occasion was not the right ti for her to express her opinion.
i Lvge chuckled coldly, "Yao Huixing has certainly raised quite a fine grandson."
"Grandmother, why are you siding with the Gu family?"
"If the Gu family hadn’t raised such an exceptional grandson, would that mother-daughter pair embarrass themselves clinging onto them? What is it they’re after?"
i Qingdai pursed her lips. "Our Jun Zhe isn’t any worse."
"Enough. Ruohuan’s marriage will be handled by her father. Don’t concern yourself with it. Better spend your energies worrying about your own matters."
i Qingdai froze. "Grandmother, you previously promised you would match Ruohuan with Jun Zhe."
i Lvge cast her a deliberate glance. "When did I ever promise you that?"
i Qingdai: ...
Well, sotis the older generation really knew how to outmaneuver her.
"Don’t go out tomorrow. I’ve invited a senior physician to examine you."
i Qingdai imdiately deflated, lowering her head with a ek expression, entirely stripped of the arrogance she had exhibited upon entering the hall.
"Grandmother... I... my health has been fine. I’ve been taking my dicine on schedule. Perhaps there’s no need for the examination?"
"This senior physician is a disciple of Leng Baiwei, the renowned expert in gynecology. They’ve been reclusive in Queshan for years, but upon hearing they ca down from the mountains, I invited them straightaway. Are you certain you don’t wish to see them?"
i Qingdai paused in disbelief—it was Leng Baiwei’s disciple.
Leng Baiwei hailed from the Leng family of legendary physicians. In ancient tis, gynecology had seldom been valued, yet Leng Baiwei defied societal norms, dedicating herself to the study of won’s health and curing countless patients. Even the Empress’s infertility was redied by her. The Empress had awarded Leng Baiwei the title of "Gynecological Sage," presenting her with a golden plaque to commorate the achievent, and her reputation spread far and wide.
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