The mistress just wanted to be bad, but she took off after being replaced

Yun Ying, who was standing by, finally came back to her senses from her obsession with the priceless official uniform and looked at her young lady, only to find that she did not feel happy about the promotion.

Yunying was full of doubts and couldn't help asking, "Miss, you've obviously been promoted, why don't you look happy? Isn't this a happy event?"

Sheng Junwei gently closed the official seal box: "Yunying, you don't know..."

Ever since fate gave her a new life, Sheng Junwei has been constantly reflecting on the deep reasons for her sudden death in her previous life.

As she pondered more deeply, she felt more and more that perhaps it was precisely because her virtues did not match her high position that she incurred divine punishment.

She had devoted all her efforts to assisting Zheng Yiyang in his rapid rise to prominence, an action that not only benefited Zheng Yiyang himself, but also the countless soldiers under his command and the tens of thousands of people they helped survive after the war.

In her memory, the story of a senior uncle that her master once mentioned caused ripples in Sheng Junwei's heart.

Although that uncle had gone down the mountain for many years, he always upheld the belief of saving the world and helping the people, and created countless commendable achievements with his skillful hands.

The most talked-about thing is that he used his extraordinary insight and profound knowledge to accurately predict that a devastating earthquake that would kill hundreds of thousands of people was about to occur in a certain place.

Faced with such a severe natural disaster, the master uncle did not listen to the advice of his great uncle, and resolutely embarked on the road of saving the people.

He first notified the authorities with lightning speed, and urged them to urgently evacuate the people in the disaster area.

He then went to the front line and successfully convinced those people who were skeptical about the impending earthquake with convincing facts and irrefutable arguments, and guided them to evacuate in time, thus preventing hundreds of thousands of lives from being buried under the endless dark ruins.

At this moment, Sheng Junwei stared at the official seal in her hand. Could she, like her uncle-master, shoulder the responsibility and mission behind this official seal and truly save the people from danger and turn the tide?

This heavy worry made it difficult for her to express her happiness about the promotion.

A few days later, the city that was once bustling and bustling with people became empty and deserted, and the streets were no longer filled with the bustling crowds of the past.

The street vendors disappeared without a trace, the shop doors and windows were closed, and even the most stubborn hawking sounds on weekdays disappeared in the wind.

There was a tense and oppressive atmosphere in the air, and people were evacuating the city that was about to face disaster in an orderly manner according to the pre-set evacuation plan.

When the last family disappeared outside the city gate, the entire city fell into silence in an instant, leaving only empty streets and buildings.

The day after everyone had evacuated, the predicted earthquake struck as expected.

The deafening roar drowned out all other sounds, leaving only fear and despair intertwined and spreading in the air.

The ending seems to be a happy one. Except for one uncle, all the local officials and civilians survived the catastrophe.

However, the uncle-in-law met with a tragic tragedy where he should have been safe.

When the shock wave hit, he was sitting quietly in the pavilion in his yard, studying scriptures.

However, fate played tricks on them. Suddenly, a huge rock rolled down from the top of the mountain under the impact of the earthquake, and rushed straight towards the pavilion where the master's uncle was like a meteorite, instantly smashing it into a bloody mess.

The once kind and gentle figure is now nothing but torn clothes and bloodstains.

Whenever the master recalled this past event, he would always warn her earnestly: "You must act within your ability. Although merit is what practitioners pursue, it is like a heavy mountain. If you do not have enough strength to bear it, then the heavy merit will not only fail to protect you, but will instead become a death warrant, causing unexpected disasters."

At first, Sheng Junwei was not aware of this problem. She was immersed in the glory and achievements of the past and did not think deeply about the potential crisis.

Until she experienced the cycle of life and death and was reborn, she witnessed with her own eyes the dazzling golden light of merit falling on her body like drizzle, and felt how it penetrated her skin bit by bit, improving her physique and enhancing her cultivation. Only then did she suddenly realize that the death in her previous life was not accidental, but was due to the fact that her virtue was not enough to support her prominent status.

The reason why she was able to live again in reincarnation was perhaps due to the excessive merits she had accumulated.

Heaven, with its infinite mercy and justice, gave her a chance to restart her life and make amends for her mistakes.

This gift made Sheng Junwei deeply realize that the path of spiritual practice is not just about pursuing fame, wealth and power, but also about cultivating one's mind and accumulating virtues.

After realizing this, Sheng Junwei decided not to interfere in the important decisions of the court easily.

Those decisions concerning the national economy and people's livelihood, if made carelessly, will affect the fate of thousands of people and even trigger unpredictable chain reactions.

She knew very well that personal power was limited, and that only by following the laws of nature and adapting to the demands of nature could she avoid the disasters caused by greed and recklessness.

However, despite her every precaution and her efforts to avoid achievements that were inconsistent with her own virtues, she was ultimately unable to escape the control of fate.

Faced with the sudden offer of an official position, she thought to herself: "Forget it, I will deal with it as it comes and let nature take its course. Since the emperor has granted me the official position without asking for my opinion, it is reasonable for me to choose not to accept it."

With her heart knot untied, Sheng Junwei slept particularly soundly that night, as if a heavy burden had been lifted from her shoulders.

As for how the Duke's Mansion was in turmoil because of her decision, and how Han Yue'er was gritting her teeth in anger, all of this had nothing to do with her anymore.

The next day, the palace was brightly lit and the wedding banquet was held as scheduled.

This banquet was not only to celebrate the emperor's birthday, but also to reward the top three in the imperial examination. It was the most lively and festive moment in the palace in the year, and its grandeur even surpassed ordinary festival celebrations.

All the ministers gathered together, the newly-appointed scholars were in high spirits, the room was full of guests in elegant clothes, and it was a prosperous scene.

Sheng Junwei did not feel too much pressure about this banquet.

She knew very well that her imperial title was already set in stone. Regardless of whether an assassin would show up today, she could use her fifth-rank official position with real power to easily exchange for an imperial title that was only in name only.

So, she walked calmly into the Wenxi banquet.

In contrast, Zhang was like a general about to go to the battlefield. She came to Sheng Junwei's boudoir in high spirits at dawn and supervised her dressing and makeup rigorously and attentively.

The tense atmosphere seemed even more severe than the cold dew in an autumn morning.

Sheng Junwei sat in front of the bronze mirror, allowing Zhang's sharp eyes to scan her body.

She tried on one carefully selected gorgeous dress after another, but Sheng Junwei could only respond helplessly with a silent sigh.

Finally, after rounds of fittings, Sheng Junwei's eyes fell on the banquet dress designed by Si Qi herself.