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

The moon-white long skirt flowed over her body like the bright moonlight, cool and noble. The light red shawl she wore on the outside brushed gently across her shoulders like the morning glow, adding a touch of charm while retaining solemnity and elegance.

The moon white color is very picky about skin tone, but it just brings out the moisture and delicateness of Sheng Junwei's fair skin.

The light red is like the finishing touch. Instead of stealing the limelight from the moonlight, it makes it look even more refined and outstanding.

Whether red or white, they seem to be a loyal foil to a woman's peerless beauty.

Zhang had already been tortured by this series of visual feasts and had become aesthetically fatigued. She leaned weakly on the bed, shook her head and sighed, "Wei'er, you are so beautiful that you will look good even with any piece of cloth. I really can't pick it out, I really can't pick it out."

Sheng Junwei felt mixed emotions when she saw this, and said softly, "In that case, why not choose this one?"

In fact, her choice of this dress was not entirely out of Zhang’s helplessness, but more because she loved the detailed design of the dress.

The length of the wide sleeves is just right, which is both luxurious and avoids being cumbersome and dragging on the ground.

As for the color, although the shawl is red and looks bright and flamboyant, it is actually simple and low-key among all the gorgeous clothes.

Sheng Junwei knew very well that Si Qi had recently preferred a colorful design style, so perhaps it was necessary to find a suitable time to discuss this with her in depth.

After all, if I, as a model, feel uncomfortable wearing the clothes, then other buyers will surely have the same problem.

At this moment, the sound of horse hooves came from outside the carriage. Prime Minister Pei had been waiting in front of the mansion gate for a long time.

After the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law were dressed, the three of them got on the carriage together.

Inside the car, a family of four was in one room, but the atmosphere was exceptionally quiet.

Pei Yu became increasingly taciturn. Except for a barely perceptible flash of concern in his eyes when he occasionally saw Sheng Junwei, the rest of the time he had a calm expression and made no eye contact.

And Sheng Junwei also tacitly maintained this tranquility and did not take the initiative to break it.

On the contrary, Zhang couldn't suppress her inner anxiety, and once again patiently explained to Sheng Junwei in detail all the rules and precautions of the palace banquet.

She said earnestly, "Junwei, although you have a lot of experience in attending palace banquets, this is the first time you have brought your daughter-in-law with you. I can't help but feel a little worried. After all, although this child is usually well-behaved and sensible, in a place like the palace where there are so many rules and every step is so thrilling, if she takes a wrong step and causes some jokes, it will be terrible."

"It's okay to be a joke, but I'm afraid I might accidentally offend some noble person's taboo."

Zhang's voice was filled with deep worry. "Those royal relatives, dignitaries, who isn't arrogant and overbearing? Once they get angry and blame you, even if I do my best to protect you, you will definitely feel uncomfortable. So, you have to be alert tonight and don't be careless."

Sheng Junwei sat quietly in a corner, her lowered eyes focused and gentle, as if she was listening to the palace etiquette from her mother Zhang's mouth.

Although these rules were engraved in her mind, she still responded to her mother's earnest teachings with a gentle smile.

She knew very well that behind every word of advice was her mother's deep love and worry, as well as the way of survival she had learned from struggling in the palace in her previous life.

At that time, Sheng Junwei, as the adopted daughter of the Duke's Mansion, had never been personally led by her mother to enter the towering gate of the Duke's Mansion.

And the lady in the palace was deeply hostile to her and hoped that she would make a fool of herself in the palace.

Therefore, when she first stepped into the magnificent and complicated palace, she tried her best to maintain a dignified demeanor, but her heart was filled with fear and helplessness.

Sure enough, at that grand palace banquet, she caused an embarrassing incident due to her unfamiliarity with etiquette and became a laughing stock among everyone.

Now, Sheng Junwei, dressed in gorgeous clothes, walked slowly into the Chaohua Palace with three people accompanying her.

The hall was brightly lit, illuminating the figures of the families of the Sheng Mansion and the Duke's Mansion sitting down. The seats of the two major families were adjacent to each other, forming an invisible dividing line.

The moment Sheng Junwei stepped into the hall, two gazes as sharp as ice were suddenly cast at her, with scrutiny, contempt and deep hatred. The strong hostility even made others feel the subtle tension in the air.

The three elders of the Sheng family looked slightly annoyed, especially Prime Minister Pei, who glanced at them slowly without making any expression.

The brothers of the Sheng family and Madam Sheng felt the pressure and subconsciously avoided his sight. Sheng Ruijiao and Madam Zhang at the Zhang Mansion also hurriedly shifted their gazes.

However, only Zheng Yiyang stared at Sheng Junwei, with confusion and a hint of barely perceptible panic in his eyes.

He was secretly surprised in his heart. Why did he have such a strong, almost instinctive urge to immediately bow down to the washboard when he saw this woman?

The feeling was so strange that he couldn't help but shudder.

He tried hard to recall his memory, trying to find any details related to her, but it was just a blank.

How could he, the Third Master Zheng, have ever been so respectful to a woman?

What's more, according to rumors, she was just the adopted daughter of the Sheng family.

However, the profile of Sheng Junwei was somewhat similar to Sheng Ruijiao, which made Zheng Yiyang even more confused.

His every move did not escape Sheng Ruijiao's keen observation. Alarm bells rang in her heart and her face changed slightly.

No one knows better than Sheng Ruijiao what kind of calculations are hidden behind her marriage with Zheng Yiyang.

In his previous life, it was Zheng Yiyang who fell in love with Sheng Junwei at first sight. After learning that she was the adopted daughter of the Sheng family, he begged the wife of the Duke to propose marriage on his behalf.

In this life, Sheng Ruijiao took advantage of her rebirth and carefully dressed up as Sheng Junwei on that day, imitating her heroic act of saving people. She successfully attracted Zheng Yiyang's attention and won this marriage for herself.

At this moment, facing Zheng Yiyang's doubtful gaze, Sheng Ruijiao felt uneasy.

Later, Zheng Yiyang's eyes, which saw through the world, seemed to have subtle doubts about Sheng Ruijiao's changes.

She had to use makeup to carefully outline a profile similar to Sheng Junwei's, in order to cleverly conceal the flaw in her identity and temporarily escape Zheng Yiyang's sharp scrutiny.

However, when Zheng Yiyang saw Sheng Junwei's true appearance with his own eyes, the doubts hidden deep in his heart suddenly came to his mind, causing the tension and fear in Sheng Ruijiao's heart to surge like a tide.

Last night, Sheng Ruijiao suffered a torrential wave of criticism.

Her mother-in-law, Mrs. Yu, the strong woman who ruled the family with an iron fist, reprimanded her mercilessly and even made her kneel in the cold courtyard for a long time as a warning to others.

At this moment, although the morning light has spread all over the earth, Sheng Ruijiao's knees still retain the coldness of last night's cold stones. The pain follows her like a shadow, silently reminding her of the humiliation she could not bear to look back on.