A peasant girl travels through time with a hospital, rising to become an empress.

At this moment, Wei Susu's gentle voice came from inside the sedan chair again:

"Zheng'an, it was just an accident, don't worry about it too much. Let's keep moving forward."

Immediately afterward, Jiang Muxin's voice rang out: "Mother, I'm going down to check the situation."

He had just heard Jiang Zheng'an speak, so he must have encountered someone he knew. But his brother had just arrived in the provincial capital, so how could he know anyone? He was curious, so he got out of the car to check.

The maidservant quickly stepped forward and gently lifted the sedan curtain.

Jiang Muxin stepped slowly down from the sedan chair, her figure graceful and her gait dignified.

When Madam Sun saw this, she was immediately stunned. Her demeanor and posture were just like those of a fairy in a painting. Every move she made exuded gentleness and grace. She was truly a model of womanhood.

Jiang Muxin wore a thin veil, so no one could see her face. But just by looking at her delicate white hand that was out of the sedan chair and her elegant and graceful steps when she got out of the sedan chair, they knew that there must be a stunning beauty under the veil.

She walked to Jiang Zheng'an's side and said softly, "Brother, Mother said we shouldn't bother with them. Let's go."

Wei Susu's words sounded like pure tolerance, treating it as an accident, but when Jiang Muxin said them, they took on a different meaning, as if she were saying, "They are just some common folk, it's not worth arguing with them."

Nie Qianqian couldn't help but purse her lips as she listened; she really didn't have a good impression of Jiang Muxin.

Looking at Nie Qianqian's expression, Jiang Zheng'an felt that Nie Qianqian's casual demeanor, compared with his younger sister's gentle and dignified manner, made him feel that Nie Qianqian was vulgar and uncouth and could not be presented in a respectable manner.

After Jiang Muxin finished speaking, she looked up at the opposite side, wanting to see which person her brother knew, but she didn't expect to catch a glimpse of Nie Qianqian's face and immediately froze on the spot.

She was renowned for her talent in the capital and always told others that appearance was just a shell and she didn't care about it.

But deep down, she valued her appearance highly, using only the finest cosmetics every day and spending a long time carefully dressing up before going out.

She knew that beauty was a woman's most powerful weapon.

If one has talent but no beauty, how can one marry a good man and live a happy life?

So she never said it aloud, but she had long regarded her appearance as the foundation of her livelihood.

But at this moment, the woman in front of her, with only a touch of makeup, still managed to outshine her with her radiant beauty.

Such beauty is rare even in the capital city, where beauties abound.

Using the veil as cover, Jiang Muxin carefully looked Nie Qianqian up and down.

Such stunning beauty is something countless young girls dream of but can never attain.

She quietly clenched the handkerchief in her hand, her knuckles turning slightly white.

But then she noticed that Nie Qianqian's clothes were made of the most ordinary brocade. In the capital, even her personal maid wore better fabrics.

Looking at the hairpin on her head, the jade quality was acceptable, but it was definitely not precious.

She wore no precious jade ornaments or decorations on her ears or hands.

Nie Qianqian's hands were far less delicate than hers, clearly indicating that she did manual labor regularly.

After looking her over like this, Jiang Muxin breathed a sigh of relief.

While appearance is important, clothing, jewelry, and skin condition can reveal a person's social status even more.

Although the woman in front of me is beautiful, she is ultimately just the daughter of an ordinary family. No matter how beautiful she is, without the support of a family background, what can she do?

If this happened in the capital, anyone who dared to ram her sedan chair like that would not be forgiven with just a few apologies; they would certainly be punished.

Without rules, nothing can be accomplished. This wasn't because she was harsh, but because it was the necessary authority of a future matriarch. Clear rewards and punishments were essential to gaining respect, and she demanded the same of herself.

However, she knew that her mother needed to recuperate discreetly in the provincial capital, and in addition, her mother was gentle and had never liked to care about such things, so she was too lazy to get too involved with these ordinary people.

Jiang Muxin said to Jiang Zheng'an, "Brother, why bother spreading rumors about this outside? Let the servants handle it."

Although she didn't say anything, everyone present could feel her deep-seated arrogance.

Even a simple sentence carries an air of aloofness and superiority.

Seemingly sensing that Jiang Zheng'an and Jiang Muxin's attitudes were inappropriate, Wei Susu spoke again, her voice still gentle:

"What happened today was truly unexpected, so please don't worry about it. From now on, we'll be neighbors, so we can look after each other. I was enjoying the cool air and snow yesterday and caught a bit of a cold, so I can't get out of my sedan chair to see you. Please forgive me."

She paused, then added, "My children were just worried about my health, and they might have spoken a little harshly. Please don't take it to heart."

Jiang Muxin gave a soft hum, so soft that only she could hear it.

She had long anticipated her mother's attitude. These were just ordinary people; why bother explaining so much and speaking so politely? Besides, they were the ones who were in the wrong first, bumping into the sedan chair.

They thought it was their first meeting with Nie Qianqian, but Nie Qianqian had already figured out the character of the family of three through her diagnosis.

She raised her head, her voice gentle yet weighty: "What you say is very appropriate. Although I have never seen your face, I admire your magnanimity and grace from your words."

"Such inner clarity and appropriate words and deeds are the rare qualities of a woman. Unlike many women in the world, who, relying on their looks or circumstances, unconsciously raise their status, unaware that their true nature has already been quietly revealed in their words and deeds."

Jiang Muxin: "You..."

This woman speaks so bluntly; she's truly vulgar!

She clearly felt that Nie Qianqian's words were directed at her, but she had no evidence.

Nie Qianqian tilted her head to look at her, "Miss, what do you want to say?"

Jiang Muxin felt that the woman in front of her was particularly cunning—these words were clearly sarcastic, but if she responded, wouldn't she be admitting that she was the kind of woman who was "arrogant and haughty"?

She simply kept quiet; this was the first time she had ever been subtly mocked by such a common woman.

If this were in the capital, she would have had her servants arrest him long ago.

Although Wei Susu did not get out of the sedan chair and did not see Nie Qianqian's face, she found the woman's voice to be exceptionally pleasant. Although her words were straightforward, they were not without reason.

In fact, that's what she thought too. Appearance is just a shell, and beauty fades with time. Only inner richness and magnanimity, as well as the composure that comes with age, are a woman's true beauty.

It seems that this new neighbor has the same idea as her.