My elder sister forced me to become a concubine; I was reborn and remarried into the emperor's

Before Wei Nanxun appeared, Zhang Yuqiu encountered her future husband's sister in the palace, and went over to exchange pleasantries.

Only Zhang Yuru and Jiang Qiongzhi remained in the pavilion.

Looking at Jiang Qiongzhi, who seemed untouched by worldly affairs, Zhang Yuru felt that this person was too fake, always wearing an impeccable smile.

If the Jiang family truly wanted a marriage alliance, how could she remain indifferent when she saw Man Xinghe being intimate with other women?

Or is it that neither of the two families had this intention at all, or that she was unwilling?

But the fact that she failed to marry the Crown Prince was already a laughing stock in the capital. If she didn't even like Man Xinghe, then who among all the young men in the capital would she want to marry?

Zhang Yuqiu bit her lower lip. Seeing that her sister wasn't there, she thought she should try to find out what was going on.

“Elder sister of the Jiang family, I heard that *** seems to want to strengthen the ties between you and elder sister. You and the young master are a match made in heaven.”

“It’s one thing for the prince to embarrass me, but you’re his cousin. Instead of befriending you, he’s getting so intimate with a woman of unknown origin. I really feel indignant for you, elder sister.”

Jiang Qiongzhi's expression didn't change much; she only smiled faintly.

"Marriage is a major life event that is decided by the elders, and I don't know anything about it."

"As for the Crown Prince, he and I are indeed cousins, but this is the first time we've met, and he's no different from you."

She answered, yet it was as if she said nothing at all; her evasive answer prevented Zhang Yuru from getting any information out of her.

Feeling unwilling to give up, he was about to test the waters again when he saw Wei Nanxun.

Zhang Yu instinctively looked for the boy, but found the woman's back empty; she couldn't see a single person.

Having been rebuffed by Jiang Qiongzhi and failing to see Man Xinghe, she was already seething with anger and couldn't control her emotions, which finally erupted when she saw Wei Nanxun.

"Miss Wei, may I come closer to speak?"

Wei Nanxun truly didn't want to associate with these noble ladies. She was going to separate from the family, and there was no need for her to stoop to curry favor with them. Besides, in her previous life, she had naively believed that Wei Mingzhao was sincere towards her, and reciprocated with sincerity, only to end up with a tragic death.

If one's own sister is like this, what about complete strangers?

Take Zhang Ruyu, for example. She's too lazy to even pretend. The hostility in her eyes and her arrogant attitude made her unwilling to get to know her well.

Upon hearing this, she slightly curtsied as a greeting and said, "The young master has had to leave first. I am not good with words, so I will not disturb Miss Zhang and Miss Jiang's elegant conversation."

She had already been very polite. Even though she was born out of wedlock in the second wife's household, in terms of family background, the Duke's mansion was no worse than the Zhang family, so there was no need to be so polite.

She thought that by putting herself down so much and giving the other party so much face, they would treat her with courtesy.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Yuru not only did not restrain herself at all, but also said in an even more sarcastic tone: "Not good with words? Miss Wei is too modest. If you were really not good with words, would the young master treat you so intimately?"

"Or is it that because the young master is not here, we are not worthy to let Miss Wei come forward to speak?"

That's a bit harsh. It not only implies that Wei Nanxun is being obsequious, but also carries a hint of coercion.

She had intended to maintain a polite facade of peace, but the other party became even more unreasonable and unforgiving.

In her previous life, she had also spent many years in the Eastern Palace and witnessed many of the ways in which women in the harem vied for the emperor's favor. Zhang Yuru's method was the most underhanded of all.

They practically want to stretch out their claws and wave them right in front of you.

She used to be powerless, loving the wrong person. If she had taken even half a step back, she would have been plunged into an abyss, and she had no choice but to compete for his favor.

Now, she and Man Xinghe are completely innocent and have nothing between them, so it's really frustrating that she's being envied by others.

To be honest, Zhang Yuru's overly blatant jealousy is annoying, but not hateful.

She had no grudge against the other person, so she didn't bother with her and walked straight ahead.

Zhang Yuru was completely bewildered. She had never been ignored like this before, and now it felt like she had been slapped in the face, her cheeks burning with pain.

In addition, when she came out earlier, she asked the palace maid beside her and finally found out who Wei Nanxun was.

She wondered why she had never seen such a person in the Wei family before. It turned out she was the daughter of a merchant, an illegitimate child who wasn't even qualified to attend a banquet.

She also had several half-sisters at home, all of whom were well-disciplined by her mother. When they saw her, the legitimate daughter, even her sisters were like mice before a cat, obediently flattering her.

He assumed he could do the same to Wei Nanxun, and adopted a very arrogant attitude.

Unexpectedly, the other party not only didn't fawn over her, but also cowered at her and even dared to ignore her!

The thought that Jiang Qiongzhi was watching made him feel even more ashamed.

“Sister Jiang, it’s one thing for Miss Wei to ignore me, but she doesn’t even give you any face. That’s really going too far.”

Jiang Qiongzhi simply smiled, as if whatever happened had nothing to do with her.

Unable to provoke or instigate, Zhang Yuru felt increasingly stifled, as if she had anger but couldn't vent it, like punching a ball into cotton. If this stifling continued, she was sure she would suffocate herself.

She didn't care that this was the palace, not her Zhang family's back garden, and chased after him, lifting her skirt.

He forcefully blocked the girl's path.

"I'm talking to you, didn't you hear me? Or is this the kind of upbringing your Wei family has instilled in you such a lack of manners?"

Although Wei Nanxun has never felt proud or a sense of belonging to the Wei family, and even dislikes everyone in the Wei family, that doesn't mean she can be called ill-mannered by others.

In her previous life, she had decided to enter the palace. In order to ensure that her words and actions were proper and that she would not offend the nobles and implicate the Wei family, this was done.

Her grandmother had specially sought out a tutor from the palace to teach her etiquette, manners, and manners.

For several months, every day I woke up to learn the rules, and if I made a mistake, I would be hit on the hand with a ruler.

She had those rules ingrained in her very being, which is why she never gets nervous or makes mistakes when entering and leaving the palace or meeting important people.

Normally, she would never argue with Zhang Yuru and would even prefer to settle things peacefully.

But the other party was so persistent that she felt extremely uncomfortable.

Wei Nanxun glanced at Zhang Yuru with a cold look and said in a calm voice, "I only talk about manners with cultured people and rules with people who know the rules."

"To continue pointing fingers and being so aggressive is the way the Zhang family is raised."

Zhang Yuru was trembling with anger. Jiang Qiongzhi was arrogant and disdainful of talking to her, but what right did Wei Nanxun, the daughter of an illegitimate son, have to speak to her like that?

Did she think that having a sister who was the Crown Princess, capable of bewitching the Prince, meant she could act with impunity?

"What an ill-mannered vixen! I'll make the prince see your true colors."

Wei Nanxun was truly helpless: "If Miss Zhang is in love with the young master, she should do her best in front of him. Not to mention that my relationship with the young master is completely innocent, even if it were true, what use would it be for you to stop me?"

"shameless!"

Seeing that she was emotional and kept repeating the same two sentences, while Jiang Qiongzhi, who was not far away, seemed indifferent.

Even when she looked over, he simply looked away, which told me that she wouldn't care about what happened today.

Too lazy to argue with Zhang Yuru any longer: "It's getting late. If Miss Zhang has nothing else to attend to, I'll be taking my leave..."

"you dare!"