She Became A Downfall Noble Lady

Madam Pang had been silent since she came out, fearing that once she spoke, she would lose control over her jealous emotions. She tried her hardest to restrain herself, yet she couldn’t help but keep glancing over at Qi Jiaer.

This little wretch, who once lived under her thumb like a worm, unexpectedly seemed to have had this sort of good fortune one day, dressed in such costly clothes and accessories. That silver necklace, twinkling brightly, was clearly pure silver and likely quite heavy.

Madam Pang cursed bitterly. How could such an expensive and heavy necklace be hanging around this little wretch’s neck? Why hadn’t it snapped his thin neck!

Including everyone from inside and outside the village, there probably weren’t many who had seen a necklace of such craftsmanship and style.

And those bright red satin garments—how many people’s efforts did it take to embroider such dense patterns? The patterns were even interspersed with twinkling silver threads, the kind affluent families would use, embroidered with silver wire. People wore these because they came from wealth, so what was he? Did he deserve such finery!

This judgment made Madam Pang even more resentful.

Not only did that little wretch and his sister live in this courtyard, but that fierce old woman servant was there too. Madam Pang hugged her son tightly, keeping her eyes lowered, trying hard not to let her anger show. Hearing that they could return to their rooms, she quickly followed behind Lady Zhang, keeping her head down as she went back to the west wing.

Lady Wang relaxed a bit as her sisters-in-law left. Not doing work was better than having them around to upset her.