Mu Mingtang gave a hum as a response and didnât want to even ask any further, but she made her point across, âPrincess Jin, seeing as you made your way here purposefully, I presume that you have something to say. If so, please go ahead and say it so as to not waste both our time.â
âThis Princess is very ashamed for wasting my sister-in-lawâs time,â Although Jiang Mingwei said this, she changed the tone of her voice and asked, âOn such a lively day as the first day of the celebration, we should enjoy the New Year along with everyone, so why is my sister-in-law sitting in a remote place alone? Could it be that even on such a beautiful day, there is no one around to talk to my sister-in-law?â
Mu Mingtang raised her eyebrows but endured her annoyance and replied, âYou can think about it that way if you want to. Does Princess Jin have anything else to say?â
Mu Mingtang made no secret of her intention to chase away her guest. Jiang Mingwei was embarrassed, but her tone was still adamant, so she sat down cheekily.
âSister-in-law is really angry today, could something be wrong?â
Who would have thought that in the blink of an eye, after more than a year, the one who was basically guaranteed to be a widow would be Jiang Mingwei.
There were many beauties in Xie Xuanjiâs mansion, including Princesses sent by Beirong, ladies sent by the Empress and beauties sent by subordinates. Later, everyone saw that this tactic was indeed useful, so everyone became more and more willing to give Xie Xuanji a flock of pretty women. Now, the palace was full of different women of varying sizes, each having their own merits. It wouldnât even be enough to allocate a day for each woman in his harem, so how could Xie Xuanji still pay attention to Jiang Mingwei?
Only on the 1st and 15th day of the Lunar New Year could she see Xie Xuanji in her room. Later, Jiang Mingwei listened to the dowry nannyâs words and even utilised beauties to make things âfreshâ for Xie Xuanji so he wouldnât be bored of her.
With etiquette on top of appearances, Jiang Mingwei certainly wasnât obsessed over the idea of consummating. The problem was just that she didnât have any children yet.
This was the source of her anxiety.