A Foodie Transmigrated into the Palace

Chapter 1307 - 1305: Bridal Attire

Old Master Tang remained unwilling.Yet June still arrived as scheduled.

At the Xia Family.

Old Master Xia, Lady Wen, and Xia Weifeng all came, but Lady Yao did not.

When asked why, Old Master Xia just shook his head and sighed.

"She was a bit deranged before, sought doctors and medicine for recuperation these past two years, got much better, and her mind has cleared up a lot!"

"However... I’m afraid she’ll relapse, so I didn’t dare to have her come!"

Upon hearing this, Lady Wen lowered her head, saying nothing.

Neither Xia Tingfeng nor Xia Jingfeng spoke, and Ni Manxue was even less likely to say anything.

Although Xia Tingfeng was born from a concubine, Lady Yao was merely a second wife filling the seat, not a legitimate mother-in-law, so there was no need for reverence.

Seeing a group of sons and daughters-in-law fall silent, Old Master Xia secretly shook his head and did not mention the matter further.

After exchanging pleasantries for a while, they talked about Xia Weifeng.

Xia Tingfeng casually asked a question.

"How is the third brother? What’s he doing now? Has he talked about marriage?"

Chubby Xia Weifeng frowned with a peculiar temper upon hearing his mention.

"Not doing anything, don’t need you to worry!"

Old Master Xia frowned immediately, speaking out in reprimand.

"Presumptuous, is that how you talk to your elder brother!"

"Get your act together, hurry up and apologize!"

Xia Weifeng was so aggrieved, but very reluctantly muttered.

"Sorry!"

Xia Tingfeng smiled faintly.

"No harm done—the third brother meant no harm either!"

Ni Manxue felt a faint disdain in her heart.

’No harm, huh? Xia Weifeng was clearly intentional!’

’Already grown up, with a fat body, a peculiar temper, neither skilled in literature nor martial arts, it’s no wonder he has not talked about marriage yet, tsk tsk!’

Xia Jingfeng simply didn’t bother to ask, indifferent to these trivial matters.

Old Master Xia looked at the uneasy appearance of his three sons, sighed, said he was tired, and left with Lady Wen.

He had not aged well over the years.

Now in his sixties, his body has started to stoop, with white hair full on his head, and walked unsteadily.

Lady Wen quietly supported him by the side without saying anything.

The two had a sense of old married couple relying on each other.

Xia Tingfeng and Xia Jingfeng glanced at each other, then turned away, not daring to look again.

Xia Weifeng seemed indifferent.

After glancing around, he swaggered away.

...

At night.

Brothers Xia Jingfeng and Xia Tingfeng drank together to express their chest’s vexations.

Xia Tingfeng asked.

"What’s up with the third brother? You’ve been close these years, have you heard anything about home?"

Xia Jingfeng snorted coldly.

"What else? Neither gifted in literature nor competent in martial arts, Father is disappointed, his mother half-crazed, do you think he has it well?"

Feeling somewhat sympathetic upon hearing this, Xia Tingfeng was about to ask casually ’why don’t you give him a hand’.

But thinking of the things Lady Yao did in their childhood, the attitudes of the third brother and sister these years.

He couldn’t say it—the disappointment was too deep!

Not only did he not have the grounds to persuade Jingfeng to help him.

Even himself, is he really unaffected?

Ha!

Some people, some wounds, take a lifetime to heal.

There is no forgiveness, nor can there be.

The two brothers struggled for a while before deciding not to deal with these matters anymore.

"Everyone has their fate, wealth and honor are in heaven!"

"We can help him for a moment, but can we help a lifetime?"

Jingfeng said indifferently.

Tingfeng, slightly drunk, couldn’t help but give a thumbs up.

"Indeed!"

"I also... think this way!"

"Come, come, come, let’s not talk about this, eat, eat!"

...

That night, the two brothers drank till their hearts were satisfied, intoxicated until parting, resolving their matters.

Since then, no one thought of sympathizing or forgiving.

All the courtesy and treatment are as should be.

What’s undeserved is not, so stop dreaming.

Ni Manxue agreed with this very much, murmuring.

"This is how it should be!"

"Even if someone owes someone, it’s them who owe us!"

The Empress once said in the palace.

"Excessive kindness is a knife that eventually will kill oneself!"

Seeing her husband and the second brother like this, she didn’t even bother to advise, and was content to be carefree.

However, Old Master Xia was deeply saddened.

With three sons in discord, he also had no grounds to persuade—none of these weren’t his fault, he didn’t have the face to advise.

So he often sighed, yet could do nothing about it.

Lady Wen didn’t advise either, what needed to be cared for was, as for serving, she served, when organizing weddings was required, she arranged them.

Her face always bore a smile, speaking softly and kindly, occasionally strict with the servants—but it wasn’t a big deal.

She was every inch the Family Matriarch.

Managing banquet kitchens, handling internal and external affairs, wedding processes—all done meticulously.

Ni Manxue admired this legitimate mother-in-law utterly.

"Mother! You’ve done everything, what can I do?"

Lady Wen, looking at her daughter-in-law with a clever expression, then laughed.

"You keep busy, just take good care of Zeze and Huihui!"

"Jingfeng said not to grandly organize the wedding, a simple affair suffices, I can handle it!"

Knowing this was an elder’s task, Ni Manxue refrained from insisting.

Daily life involved looking after and teaching the children, assisting Lady Wen—a life both comfortable and fulfilling.

...

Mid-June.

The wedding arrived as scheduled.

Even though Xia Tingfeng repeatedly stated the wedding needn’t be grand, a simple and warm affair suffices.

Still, many colleagues in the officialdom heard the news, bringing gifts to celebrate.

Xia Jingfeng felt a bit helpless but couldn’t drive them out, could he?

He could only call for more preparation, temporarily expand the venue.

Fortunately, the Magistrate’s mansion was inherently spacious, just a matter of setting a few more tables.

Yet his mood inevitably changed.

With people from the officialdom arriving, how could it be simple and warm?

Chen Hour, Tang Residence.

Wedding Matron and Xiao Chuan early pulled Tang Xun up for grooming, her three elder sisters also came to help dress her for the marriage, along with esteemed clan Madams and Quan Furen, etc.

Everything necessary was present, extremely complete.

The already embroidered phoenix crown and red robe adorned her.

Jet-black dense hair was twisted strand by strand, adorned with piece after piece of luxurious gold inlaid ruby on her hair bun.

The stubborn and poor little girl in the mirror gradually vanished, replaced by a phoenix-adorned, resplendent, dignified, graceful, and beautiful bride.

Tang Xun’s eyes gradually became moist, her hands hidden in her sleeves couldn’t stop trembling.

Yes, that was excitement.

She could finally leave this hellish place.

She asks not for wealth, but one person with one heart.

She asks not for splendid feasts, but simple meals will do.

She asks not for renown, but understanding between them suffices.

Her sole request was to leave this hellish-like place.

Now, finally realized—how could she not be excited.

"Fourth sister is really beautiful!"

"Yes, fourth sister, the wedding dress you embroidered is beautiful!"

"I’ve never seen such embroidery before, fourth sister, where did you learn it?"

"I agree, who in Jinling City could have such ingenuity as our fourth sister?"