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

Seeing Jiang Mingwei's sincere expression and respectful attitude, Zhou couldn't find any fault with her for a long time, but she didn't want to be humiliated like this.

He snorted coldly and glared at her.

"I don't see you being so nostalgic on weekdays, but today when guests come, you seem to be pretending! Just wear whatever you want, it's what you should do, go away and take good care of the guests."

"If I find out which lady you have offended, I will hold you accountable!"

Jiang Mingwei rolled her eyes silently in her heart.

Even until he left Zhou's side, he couldn't help cursing.

What the hell, that damn old witch!

If she hadn't stopped me from leaving, I would have been free to fly away.

But once she met the ladies, Jiang Mingwei immediately put on a smiling face to greet them.

According to the original owner's memory, she could probably recognize most of the people who came, and they were all just polite and distant to her on the surface, without too many emotions.

Jiang Mingwei knew that they looked down on her.

Not only did they come for Wei Jing because the original owner's husband died on the battlefield, but also because of her arrogant and evil nature.

As a result, many noble ladies held a grudge against her. Not only did they dislike her, they even didn't want to communicate with her too much.

More and more guests came. After Jiang Mingwei greeted them, she sat in a corner and tried to hide herself as much as possible so as not to be discovered by others.

Of course, she didn't see Lu Yun, wearing a scarlet dress, running past her in a hurry.

Different from Jiang Mingwei's leisurely life, Lu Yun has been very busy these days after getting the power to manage the family.

Although it is true that one can make a profit from it, it is too tiring and is like being treated like a workhorse!

Today she had started preparing before dawn, wanting every aspect to be perfect. She was so tired that she almost fainted, but she still had to dress decently to avoid losing face.

"Old...aunt."

When she arrived at the main hall and was about to call Zhou, she saw someone sitting next to her, so Lu Yun quickly changed her address.

Seeing Lu Yun's scarlet brocade dress today, shining brightly under the morning light, it was extremely beautiful.

But suddenly, she remembered what Jiang Mingwei had just said, and her smile disappeared immediately, her face turned pale.

Yes, her son is still in mourning!

As a mother, she should dress nicely to look presentable, and even Jiang Mingwei was dressed so plainly. Why should Lu Yun, a concubine who had not yet married into the family, dress so gaudy and in such bright colors?

There were guests in the room at the moment, so Zhou didn't dare to speak, and just asked in a deep voice what happened.

Seeing that there were people in the hall, Lu Yun was extremely embarrassed at this moment.

In order to conceal her identity and avoid being laughed at by others, she is no longer Wei Zhi's concubine, but Zhou's distant niece, helping her to manage the entire Duke's Mansion.

In order to hold on to the power of the housekeeper, Lu Yun had no choice but to agree to such a humiliating identity, so he changed his address to aunt.

Looking at the women in the hall, she suddenly felt guilty...

"Yes... there are some small matters. Could you trouble your aunt to come over? I want to talk to you in detail."

After hesitating for a while, Zhou nodded and stood up, with a fierce look in her eyes, and then followed Lu Yun to the side hall.

"Mother, people in the palace have heard that the Grand Princess will be here in one stick of incense."

"The prince in front will be entertained by the second young master, so we are not in a hurry, but we must go and receive the eldest princess, otherwise it will be impolite."

"Of course, just call me over when the time comes. But..."

She endured it again and again, and Zhou looked up and down at Lu Yun's clothes, feeling disgusted.

"Look at you, what are you wearing! Although today is the general's housewarming celebration, what does it have to do with you?"

"Your husband's body is still warm, and you are wearing red and green. Aren't you afraid that your husband will wake up in the middle of the night and call you a shameless slut for daring to do such a thing behind his back? It's really shameful."

Lu Yun was stunned and looked down at the clothes on her body.

It was a little too gorgeous, but it made her face look like a rosy peach. As she walked along the way, many people praised her for how beautiful she was.

How come in Zhou's eyes, I was considered shameless?

"Madam, Wei Lang's death certainly makes me sad, but we must always look forward. Moreover, today is such a happy occasion, I can wear mourning clothes, but I am afraid it will scare others!"

"Since it is a happy day, then of course we should be happier. Why do you say that?"

Lu Yun said this with a look of grievance and sadness on her face.

But Zhou didn't buy her trick at all, and for the first time ever, she started praising Jiang Mingwei.

"Who says you can't look respectable if you wear plain clothes? Jiang Mingwei is wearing much better clothes than you today!"

"You were born into a wild family, and your dressing is really ugly. Go learn from Jiang Mingwei when you have time, and stop embarrassing me in the general's mansion. Go away now!"

As Zhou spoke, she waved her hand, making it clear that she didn't want to continue.

I didn't notice how ugly Lu Yun's expression was...

The more she looked at the dress, the more dazzling it seemed to her.

Such a bright and beautiful crimson color, at this moment, was like a needle, piercing into Lu Yun's eyes, making her feel wronged and painful.

So what if she wants to dress brightly?

She had never seen such a grand banquet at the border!

Today was an eye-opener.

But just after Lu Yun stepped down the stairs, he glanced casually and saw Jiang Mingwei sitting in the guest corner eating alone.

There was clear surprise in her eyes. She suddenly remembered what Zhou had said and understood why she praised Jiang Mingwei so much!

Amidst the flowers, Jiang Mingwei sat in a corner drinking tea. The moment she raised the teacup, her skirt, as flowing as a cloud, fell down rapidly, as if she had sunk into a soft cloud.

Just one glance and it's unforgettable.

Lu Yun stood on the steps, staring blankly for a long time, but his eyes suddenly became extremely vicious.

"Just wait and see, Jiang Mingwei, first you didn't give me face and made things difficult for me, and now you've come up with this vicious method to try to steal my limelight?"

"I'm really giving you face. I'm the one hosting this banquet, so naturally you all have to follow my orders!"

Just as she was muttering and cursing to herself, a shrill voice reached the ears of the guests in the courtyard.

"The Grand Princess has arrived—"

Hearing this, everyone stretched their necks and looked towards the entrance of the garden.

Zhou was also in a state of panic. She hurried out of the house and waited at the gate of the courtyard with her body hunched over.

Lu Yun and Jiang Mingwei also stepped forward one after another. After all, as the masters of the family, they should kowtow to the Grand Princess.

Seeing Jiang Mingwei running over in a hurry, Lu Yun curled his lips and sneered.

Great, the show is about to begin.

She wanted to know, didn’t Jiang Mingwei always boast about her intelligence and look down on herself?

It’s a pity that she will soon die without a burial place!