To Be A Virtuous Wife

Okay, I have to say that I didn’t even know where to start finding what was described in this chapter. Also, some of you are true prophets!

Chapter Twenty Three Pleading

Feng ce fei was arrogant and villainous, she broke the Ashmangala glass lamp wang ye gave to wan fei. The news spread like fire through the entire fu. The people who disliked Feng ce fei felt a vicious satisfaction and waited to see her misfortunes continue.

But who knew on the second day that the zheng yuan didn't make any moves, wang fei didn't even send out any words of admonishment. Those servants that had been offended by Feng Zi Jin were disappointed. Was the incident going to be covered up like this?

Another two days passed and just when the rumors were starting to settle, members of the Feng family came to the fu. Feng ce fei's father was a third-grade assistant minister in the Department of Works. Relatively speaking, this wasn't a very important position in the City of Jing. Moreover, it was in the Department of Works and not an important department such as the Rites or Revenue.

Before the Feng Family’s card could be passed into zheng yuan, it was blocked by wang ye's people. They only said that the fu was temporarily not receiving any visitors. The Feng family didn't even get to meet wang ye and wang fei. They didn't even manage to leave behind their gifts before they were thrown out.

The fu became lively again. Wang ye was very rude to the Feng family, did it mean that he was very discontent with Feng ce fei? Before everybody could react, Feng ce fei was moved to a small set of room in the western corner of the wang fu. Her allowances were all halved. Even though she e still called a ce fei, her allowances were no different than any other shiqie. Instantly the news came out that wang ye wanted to demote Feng ce fei to a shiqie.

The title of ce fei, it was just a pretty-sounding title. In the most basic terms, it was just a yiniang of somewhat good birth. The only one of wang ye's women that could enter the genealogy book of the Imperial Family was wang fei and no one else. Today, wang ye could let the servants call you ce fei, tomorrow he could let the servants call another person ce fei. No matter how noble this ce shi was, it couldn't measure up to half a hand of the di wife.

In the zheng yuan, Qu Qing Ju looked at the box that He Heng had personally presented and then looked suspiciously at He Heng: "Wang ye, what good thing is in this box, that you have to taunt qie with it?"

He Heng pointed to the door and windows and ordered the servants: "Close the door and windows, make the room darker."

Because of the weather in the winter, the rooms were already darker than in other seasons. Once the openings were closed, the room instantly plunged into a darkness that was hard to adjust to.

"Open and take a look," He Heng smiled at Qu Qing Ju and hinted to her to open the box.

Qu Qing Ju smiled at He Heng, her forefinger caressed the lid for a while and under He Heng's expectant gaze, she opened the box. The moment the box was opened, a warm light streamed out of the box, illuminating the entire room.

Her finger stopped moving, Qu Qing Ju's eyes slightly widened. Inside the box was a mutton-fat jade lamp. The base of the lamp was a qing luan bird holding a lotus in its beak. Both the center of the lotus and the wings of the qing luan were glowing.

Qu Qing Ju looked awestruck at this lamp. That stone, the size of an infant's fist, sitting in the middle of the lotus, was that a night luminous pearl?. Based on appearances, it fit him well.

Lowering her eyes to look at the person continuously kowtowing to her, Qu Qing Ju slowly asked: "Feng shi, who do you think I am?"

Feng Zi Jin paused and stopped kowtowing. She raised her head to dazedly gaze upon this woman she had never really placed any importance on.

"I am the mistress of Duan Wang Fu, wang ye's di wife," Qu Qing Ju bent at the waist and used a hand to lift Feng Zi Jin's chin, "But why do you always forget this fact?"

Feng Zi Jin suddenly widened her eyes. She remembered when Qu Qing Ju had humiliated her before by lifting her chin. At that time, she had been enraged and felt humiliation. But now, she felt a coldness seep into her entire body. This woman in front of her wasn't a harmless bunny, she was a seductive fox-demoness, a poisonous scorpion.

Qu Qing Ju laughed in satisfaction as she saw Feng Zi Jin start to tremble. She slowly straighten and using a handkerchief, one by one, she wiped her fingers, "I remember when I just got very sick, I vaguely heard you say outside, it was annoying to waver between life and death."

Feng Zi Jin's trembling became more severe, even her teeth started chattering.

"I didn't die. How can I receive your pleas?" The smile on Qu Qing Ju's mouth was so gentle it seemed to be made up of water. She exclaimed, "Feng ce fei, what are you doing? It's so cold on the ground. Wang ye always makes his own decisions, you have made it difficult for me too."

"Who– … …" Feng Zi Jin's terror reached its peak and turned to rage. Before she could start swearing, Yin Liu covered her mouth.

"Oh, I had forgotten. The Feng Family does have some influence. Presumably, the family teachings are strict. Do your cousins have the same lively personality that you have?"

Feng Zi Jin instantly stopped and sank powerlessly to sit on the ground. She looked dazedly at the smiling Qu Qing Ju and muttered in a low voice: "You want to coerce me?"

Hearing this, Qu Qing Ju used her handkerchief to muffle the laughter coming out of her mouth: "Feng ce fei, don't joke. Us inner chamber women, the most important part of us is our reputation. Matters outside, they aren't easy to deal with, and meddling is an embarrassment."

Feng Zi Jin opened her mouth but could say anything. She didn't understand. She was the most favoured ce fei, how could she end up like this?

Didn't wang ye not like wang fei, why was it like this?

Qu Qing Ju kept a faint smile as she watched Feng Zi Jin leave, aided by the support of the servants. The smile gradually faded at Qu Qing Ju's lips and she looked coldly at the back of the figure, not a hint of warmth to be found.

[1] 夜明珠: a type of volcanic stone, usually fluorite. The stone glows in the dark, which was the origin of the word fluorescence. It was used for decoration

[2] 土豪: a word similar to nouveau-riche but the Chinese term has gradually penetrated the international culture. See Wikipedia for the phenomenon.

[3] See chapter one or glossary for definition of Duan