Quick Transmigration: Hosts, We're Only Responsible for Counterattacking

Chapter 35 A Lifetime of Glory and Peace (4)

If Nangong Yu dared to cancel the engagement in front of him, regardless of the consequences, Gu Changjin wouldn't think he was so despicable.

I always felt that my love was above all material things.

waste.

Gu Changjin picked up the vermilion brush and circled a name. Rong An's actions weren't bad; at least he could use this opportunity to eliminate...
The henchman of the Nangong family, his imperial sister, would never be allowed to be bullied.

At this moment, Nangong Yu felt no danger approaching him, because compared to Gu Rong'an's arrogance, he felt that Zhao Di was a gentle and lovely woman.

Although her status was a bit low, it didn't matter. Zhao Di possessed a unique temperament that none of the other young ladies from prominent families in the capital could match.

However, the famous poet Li Bai once said: Behind every true love, there is a wicked mother-in-law who desperately tries to stop it.

That makes perfect sense.

When Nangong Shi came of age, she married into the Nangong family. Since the family consisted of a group of men, Nangong Shi controlled all the affairs of the Nangong family, big and small, from that time onwards.

Originally, she was quite satisfied with having Princess Rong'an as her future daughter-in-law, as it was an honor. Moreover, the princess had her own residence, so it wouldn't threaten her power, and she could continue to be the matriarch of the Nangong family.

But what does Hong Zhaodi mean? If her son only treated her as a concubine, that would be fine, but now she clearly wants her to become Lady Nangong.

Nangong Shi paced anxiously around the room, trying to find the safest way to avoid being perceived as an ungrateful family.

Seeing this, a round-faced maidservant stepped forward and whispered a few words in Nangong's ear. Nangong's eyes lit up, and she said happily, "Chuntao, you have really helped me a lot."

The maid named Chuntao lowered her head and smiled shyly, "It is Chuntao's blessing to be able to serve the madam."

In the afternoon, wave after wave of maids entered Hong Zhaodi's residence, each carrying silks, satins, and jewelry, which brightened the dimly lit room considerably.

Hong Zhaodi was overjoyed. Born into a farming family, she had never seen anything so beautiful. Nangong Yu was indeed very kind to her, but he was a bit oblivious and didn't even notice how shabby her clothes were.

Hong Zhaodi hadn't realized this before, but Gu Rong'an came over again and again. She had never seen such a god-like person before. Thinking of this, she couldn't help but feel a little jealous.

If she were also the emperor's daughter, would she have been just as beautiful?
But then she gave a mocking laugh, "So what if she's a princess? The person she likes still doesn't like her."
Overjoyed, Hong Zhaodi quickly had someone help her change her clothes.

Hong Zhaodi always believed that kings and nobles were born with special privileges, so she treated the maids around her like sisters, but this was only what she thought.

The reason she asked the maid to change her clothes was not because she had forgotten about it, but because the clothes of noble ladies, although exquisite and beautiful, were quite cumbersome to wear.

Hong Zhaodi couldn't possibly dress herself, but her actions made the maids uncomfortable. They thought, "We're all sisters, why should I help you dress? That's just talk; what I really think is what I'm doing."

If we go back another month, the maids would never have dared to think that way, but once their minds are spoiled, it's not easy to change them.

They were already somewhat resentful. If the general had brought back a beautiful girl or a girl from a good family, they wouldn't have had any objections.

However, on the surface they were still very friendly, saying things like how beautiful the girl was and how she was a perfect match for the general, but it was all just empty talk and they didn't put in any effort.

The friendship between women is so pure. Hong Zhaodi looked at herself in the bronze mirror. Although it was blurry, she could vaguely see the sparkling jewelry in the mirror. Her thick braid had been neatly combed into a snake bun by her maid. From behind, she was also a stunning beauty.

Of course, if she didn't turn around.

The clothes and accessories chosen by Nangong were very distinctive, either bright red or fresh and lovely pink.

These are all quite good when viewed individually. After all, the Nangong family is wealthy, and the Nangong family doesn't want to give people something to talk about, so the fabrics they choose are all top-notch, even those used by noble ladies are no better than this.

The jewelry is also of the highest quality, made of solid gold, and the designs are beautiful; no one could find fault with it.

Some of them are even quite rare.

The Nangong family was very wealthy, but as a military man, being rich inevitably attracted too much envy. Therefore, they wisely chose to live a simple life, never overstepping any boundaries, and the Nangong family did so in most cases.

However, it wasn't because of the so-called "keeping a low profile," but because most of the money in her household was used to win over officials.

Military officers are not like civil officials; they are usually not good with words and easily offend people. This is when money comes in handy.

So when Lady Nangong did this, it really made everyone else think that the people in the mansion valued Hong Zhaodi.

Therefore, many women were very jealous.

The maids, especially those who thought they had the advantage of being close to the water, found it unbelievable. They all thought that the general's eyes were probably unusable, or that Hong Zhaodi must have used some kind of sorcery.

But after observing, they realized that the previous answer might be more appropriate. Didn't they see that even though Princess Rong'an was so beautiful, the general didn't like her? After all, they were engaged.

When Nangong Yu returned from court, he saw Hong Zhaodi rushing towards him like a bird spreading its wings.

She wore a head full of pearl hairpins, a bright red peony robe, a light yellow floral blouse underneath, and light pink embroidered shoes with two extremely round and lovely pearls at the front.

Nangong Yu subconsciously opened his arms, only to be overwhelmed by the strong smell of perfume.

He suddenly took two steps back.

Hong Zhaodi looked at him in disbelief, feeling extremely inferior. "Nangong, do I look ugly like this?"

If Nangong Yu were just an ordinary soldier fighting on the battlefield, or if he didn't have a fiancée, or if his fiancée was just an ordinary person instead of Princess Rong'an with a precious status, then none of this would make her feel inferior.

Seeing her like this, Nangong Yu felt a pang of guilt. He took her hand and said affectionately, "In my heart, you are beautiful no matter what."

A man's mouth, a liar.

There's some truth to that.

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