It's all ruined, who cares about the chastity arch

This chance encounter also brought ripples of joy to Su Wanyu's heart. After all, in her memory, Tan Xinyue had a tragic fate in her previous life. After her father died in the war, she was forced to marry into the Wu family, and unfortunately died young due to dystocia. Whenever she thought of this, she couldn't help but feel regretful and was filled with a complex feeling of pity for Tan Xinyue.

She responded softly: "Ms. Tan."

Tan Xinyue closed the distance between the two of them, looking Su Wanyu up and down, her eyes full of admiration: "Sister Yu is so beautiful today. You always wear plain white in the past, which is too cold. This slightly more colorful outfit suits you better."

She did not conceal her love for him, but suddenly she seemed to realize something, and quickly let go of his hand, bowing and saying, "Your Highness, I pay my respects to you. I was very rude just now."

The excitement for a moment made her forget Su Wanyu's noble status.

Facing Tan Xinyue's sudden greeting, Su Wanyu smiled and gently helped her up: "Privately, there is no need to be polite. We can still get along as usual."

Tan Xinyue stood up frankly and responded, "Yes, Your Highness."

Su Wanyu looked at Tan Xinyue carefully. For some reason, she always felt that she was a little unusual today, especially the embroidery on the hem of her skirt, which was extremely dazzling and could not be ignored.

Tan Xinyue noticed her strange gaze, lowered her head to check the hem of her clothes, and then told her the whole process of changing clothes.

After listening to Tan Xinyue's narration, Su Wanyu's doubts grew even stronger: "Is this embroidery of lilac?"

Tan Xinyue nodded in confirmation, and said, "Purple-blue lilac is indeed rare in Beijing, and this dress is indeed a bit ostentatious."

Su Wanyu frowned when she heard this, and the words that Eunuch Jiang mentioned a few days ago flashed through her mind.

Your Majesty was displeased with lilacs, so he ordered all lilacs to be eradicated in the capital.

This association suddenly woke her up, and she quickly pulled Tan Xinyue to hide behind a peach tree, and asked in a low voice: "Xinyue, has anyone had a disagreement with you or offended you recently?"

Tan Xinyue pondered for a moment and replied, "I usually stay in the mansion and rarely go out, so I have almost no chance to make enemies with others."

But as she finished speaking, the scene of the argument with Pei Qingzhi today emerged in her mind, so she added: "But just half an hour ago, I had a few quarrels with the young lady of the Pei family."

"Pei Qingzhi?"

Su Wanyu asked, with a hint of certainty in her tone.

Tan Xinyue nodded heavily, confirming it without a doubt.

This nod made Su Wanyu suddenly understand that a few words of quarrel could turn into a life-and-death situation. This was indeed Pei Qingzhi's usual tactic.

Someone was arranged to tamper with Tan Xinyue's clothes and make her wear the purple-blue lilac skirt, which was the emperor's most taboo. Even if Tan Xinyue wanted to defend herself, she had no idea where to start.

"Sister Yu, what's wrong with you?"

Tan Xinyue asked in confusion.

Su Wanyu came back to her senses, her expression serious, and she explained earnestly: "Do you know why purple-blue lilac is rare in Beijing?"

Tan Xinyue shook her head blankly, waiting for her answer.

Su Wanyu spoke slowly: "Your Majesty has always hated purple and blue lilac the most."

This information was like a bolt from the blue, waking Tan Xinyue up suddenly. She hurriedly lowered her head to check the pattern on her skirt: "It turns out that those maids' behavior is so strange. Someone is deliberately trying to harm me!"

"I have to change my clothes right now!"

She spoke anxiously, about to turn and leave.

"Xinyue, don't be anxious."

Su Wanyu called her in time. Upon hearing that, Tan Xinyue paused and stopped.

At this time, Su Wanyu took a few steps forward and asked, "Where is your maid?"

There was concern and inquiry in her voice, and it was obvious that she had already begun to plan the next countermeasures in her mind.

Tan Xinyue shook her head slightly, with a determined light in her eyes, and replied: "I don't like them following me, so I let them stay with my mother to accompany her and relieve her boredom."

There was an imperceptible tenderness in her voice, as if even the air around her became warm when she mentioned her mother.

Su Wanyu frowned slightly, her worry evident in her words: "It's too dangerous for you to act alone. There are undercurrents in the palace, and it's easy for you to fall into the trap of those with ulterior motives again. It's safer for you to act with me."

Her proposal was full of sincerity and concern, and her bright eyes seemed to be able to see through all crises.

"But my clothes..."

Tan Xinyue showed an embarrassed look on her face, and her fingers gently stroked a water stain on the hem of her skirt, with a hint of annoyance flashing in her eyes.

Seeing this, Su Wanyu raised a mysterious smile and took off the special gold hairpin on her head. The hairpin sparkled in the sun. She then took out the dagger given by Gu Linjun from her sleeve and deftly scraped off the fine gold powder on the hairpin with elegant and skillful movements.

Tan Xinyue looked at this scene, her eyes gradually brightened, she suddenly realized, and was obviously impressed by Su Wanyu's wit.

Afterwards, Tan Xinyue cooperated very well and pulled up the hem of her skirt. The skirt was embroidered with purple-blue lilac flowers, which looked delicate and elegant, but a little dull because of the previous accident.

Su Wanyu gently plucked a few fresh peach petals from the peach tree next to her and carefully tapped them on the purple-blue lilac embroidery, as if she was performing a magic trick of colors.

Then, she gently sprinkled the fine gold powder she had scraped off earlier on the wet peach petals. The golden powder blended perfectly with the pink petals and was then skillfully transferred to the hem of Tan Xinyue's skirt.

In a flash, the originally orchid-colored lilac flowers seemed to be given life and transformed into small flowers shining with golden light. The entire skirt exuded unprecedented magnificence and nobility.

Tan Xinyue looked at her transformed skirt and expressed her surprise: "Sister Yu is so skillful. After this transformation, my skirt has become so extraordinary. It's like a new one!"

Her words were full of admiration and gratitude.

Su Wanyu nodded with satisfaction, and at the same time reminded carefully: "But no matter what happens today, don't let your skirt get wet again, otherwise all your efforts will be wasted."

Her eyes were full of concern, as if she was treating her own sister with tenderness.

Tan Xinyue nodded heavily, with a determined light in her eyes: "Every failure makes me wiser, and I will never make the same mistake again, otherwise I will really be in trouble."

After learning a lesson, she seemed more mature and cautious.

During the brief conversation, Tan Xinyue had already guessed who Pei Qingzhi was behind the scenes.

Looking at the chill in her brows, Su Wanyu couldn't help but curl up a sly arc at the corner of her mouth, and said with a light smile: "Don't worry, we also have a good show to watch today. Let's wait and see how the person behind the scenes will reap what he has sown."

"What drama?"

Tan Xinyue asked curiously, with a look of confusion on her face.

Su Wanyu smiled mysteriously and pulled Tan Xinyue towards Haitangju: "Follow me and you will find out. I guarantee it will open your eyes."

There is a sense of mystery in the words that makes people look forward to it.