Transmigrated into a short-lived widow? Cold-faced uncle fights for my life

Since she has never been the head of the family, the housewarming party naturally has little to do with Jiang Mingwei.

Every day, apart from watching the servants repair the courtyard, she would also put her dowry and various items into place.

I originally thought the yard was quite big, but after putting her things away, I discovered that it was just right.

Several empty rooms were also left empty so that she could use them flexibly.

Early in the morning, firecrackers blasted outside the general's mansion, which kept Jiang Mingwei awake.

Hua Cui lifted her off the bed, and after washing her, she pressed her in front of the dressing table.

Looking at Jiang Mingwei's sleepy eyes, he reached out and pinched her face, sighing helplessly.

"Miss, wake up! The housewarming party will start at noon. You must cheer up and go out to meet the guests. You can't stay in the yard and be lazy today."

It would have been fine if he had not shown up in the past, but today was a big happy event for the General's Mansion, so Zhou had already gathered several people together last night and briefly explained the matter.

No matter what, everyone must participate today.

Even if Jiang Mingwei had nothing to do with the affairs, she had to sit at the banquet and act as a mascot.

So she has to go whether she wants to or not!

Alas, life is not easy, Weiwei sighed...

"Don't worry, although I am a little lazy, I won't run away at the critical moment. Besides, there will always be delicious food at the banquet, right? Just think of it as a free meal."

Jiang Mingwei yawned and comforted herself.

Hua Cui chuckled and said nothing more, quickly helping her young lady put on makeup.

Jiang Mingwei was in a daze, her mind wandering. She could no longer remember the year and day when she attended a party in her previous life.

She spends all day either writing papers at school or reading literature. How can she have time to go out and have fun?

Now we can play without restraint.

Unfortunately, apart from making up for the sleep she had missed and escaping from this cage, she didn't want to do anything else!

I don’t know how long it took, but Hua Cui’s excited voice reached my ears.

"Okay, miss."

Jiang Mingwei slowly opened her eyes, looked at the person in the bronze mirror, and was slightly startled.

In the mirror, her face is fair and delicate, her almond-shaped eyes are full of autumn water, and her flowing cloud-like bun makes her face gentle and beautiful. With her superior face shape and facial features, one can't help but admire her at first sight!

Although I knew that the original owner was born beautiful, I didn't expect that after dressing up carefully today, she could be so stunningly beautiful...

Thinking about myself in my previous life, I was just a mongrel dog.

"What do you think, young lady? This hairdo is dignified but not too outstanding, and it makes you look very gentle!"

Knowing that Jiang Mingwei no longer liked gorgeous and complicated clothes like before, and that the clothes she wore today were relatively plain, Hua Cui dressed in a simple and elegant style.

Finally, she did not forget to insert a few pearl hairpins into her hairstyle.

The finishing touch makes the face look brighter and more charming.

One look at it makes one feel moved.

"Apart from anything else, Hua Cui, your skills are really amazing. You can even be a stylist."

Jiang Mingwei turned around and praised with admiration.

Hua Cui's face was full of confusion, "Miss, what is a stylist?"

"Well... that's it. How can I explain it to you? Anyway, he's the one who does makeup for girls!"

After thinking for a long time, Jiang Mingwei couldn't think of a suitable word and could only speak angrily.

Unexpectedly, Hua Cui suddenly grinned.

"Oh, this! Every maid will do makeup for her own lady. This is what the servants should learn. Otherwise, how should the lady dress up? In this way, doesn't every maid serve as a stylist?"

Hua Cui smiled with her eyes curved, looking very cute.

When Jiang Mingwei heard these words, her heart suddenly ached.

That’s right, these girls’ skills are more skillful than each other.

It's not just Hua Cui, there's much more of her.

Spend your whole life helping your ladies to dress up and make them look radiant and dazzling.

In modern times, this would be a very respectable and even fashionable job!

But in ancient times when people were ruthless and could only be trapped in their houses, no one would remember their contributions, so no matter how well they did, it was justified.

But if there is any mistake in the makeup, they will be the first to be punished.

Unfortunately, Jiang Mingwei understood, but her strength was too weak to do anything.

Sighing helplessly, she stood up and got dressed.

Hua Cui was unaware of Jiang Mingwei's emotions and struggles, and quickly took the dress over.

After helping her put it on, Hua Cui took two steps back, her eyes filled with unconcealed amazement.

"Miss, the clothes you designed are so beautiful. Hua Cui has never seen them before!"

"is it?"

Lifting up her skirt, Jiang Mingwei stood in front of the bronze mirror so that her entire body could be seen.

Realize that Hanasui wasn't just giving a compliment, but it came from the heart.

The folds of the skirt spread out like waves, the fabric flowing, with a sense of ethereality, and when the breeze blows and she walks, it's like a cloud of mist lingering around her.

With the moon-white silver threads embellishing her chest and cuffs, Jiang Mingwei was as beautiful as a fairy under the moon, cold and isolated.

"She is so beautiful. Hua Cui was originally worried that the young lady might be outdone by those noble ladies because of her plain clothes. But now it seems that the young lady is a beauty in a unique way!"

"Okay little girl, you're the only one who's sweet-talking. It's getting late, let's go."

Jiang Mingwei smiled and tapped her forehead.

After packing up a bit, the two of them headed towards the banquet.

When meeting guests today, male and female guests were separated.

The male guests gathered in the front hall, while the female guests naturally gathered in the backyard garden, next to Zhou's yard.

Although she came out not too early, it was still late and not many guests had arrived.

Jiang Mingwei walked up and greeted Zhou.

Today, Zhou was wearing a dark brown long skirt with a gold-embroidered white bird pattern. She looked elegant and dignified, even concealing some of her usual harshness and viciousness.

Sitting there, she was an extremely dignified old lady.

Seeing that Jiang Mingwei was dressed in a simple, lake blue dress, but after looking at a few young ladies not far away who were dressed in luxurious clothes, the more he looked at Jiang Mingwei, the more he disliked her.

She lowered her voice and angrily scolded: "Don't you know what day it is today? Why are you dressed so poorly! If you don't know, you would think that the general's mansion is against you."

"Hurry back and change into something festive and fancy, don't make a fool of yourself here for no reason!"

The corners of Jiang Mingwei's mouth twitched. For a moment, she didn't know whether Zhou's sadness over Wei Zhi's passing was true or false.

Is your own face more important, or is your son more important?

Seeing that Jiang Mingwei remained indifferent, Zhou became furious and scolded her again.

"I told you to go back and change your clothes, didn't you hear me?"

"Mother-in-law, my husband has just passed away. If I wear red and green, I am afraid it will cause criticism. Moreover, my husband has passed away. I don't want to dress up. I beg for understanding."

She lowered her voice and spoke in a tone that only the two of them could hear.

Sure enough, Zhou's expression froze slightly.

It was obvious that no matter how heart-wrenchingly she cried on other days, she was so happy today that she completely forgot about her own son!