Chapter 108 The Glowing Light, the Six Classics, and the Gallows

Chapter 108 The Glowing Light, the Six Classics, and the Gallows

There's really no way forward or backward!

Her face stung from the rain, but Shen Nanzi dared not go any further.

Now that the rain has obscured her vision, she actually looks more suitable in the rain.

It's too late for regrets now, so Shen Nanzi has no choice but to quickly think of a solution.

She suddenly caught sight of the lotus leaves on the lake, which were being battered and swayed by the rain.

Qinghe understood immediately and went to the lakeside to pick more than a dozen lotus leaves.

"princess!"

"very good!"

The master and servant braved the heavy rain, weaving lotus leaves and stems together, their hearts pounding, determined to finish before the downpour subsided.

Otherwise, the consequences would be unimaginable.

The rain was lashing their heads, but they were sweating with anxiety.

...At that moment, an umbrella was placed over her head.

Shen Nanzi's head was about to explode. If the person holding the umbrella was a woman, it would be fine, but if it was a man, her reputation would still be in jeopardy!

"princess!"

Shen Nanzi felt relieved when she heard the female voice that followed.

Turning around, I saw a palace maid.

He clutched his chest in fright, looking as if he had just escaped a disaster.

"Your Highness, don't be afraid! No one saw us," the palace maid reassured her.

Shen Nanzi looked at the palace maid and recognized her; she was from the Hele Palace.

Shen Nanzi knew without a doubt that Xie Yu, this living god, must have saved her from dire straits.

Sure enough, a lady's purple silk robe was hanging in the maid's arms.

Below that was a slightly rougher brown plain skirt, clearly prepared for Qinghe.

The palace maid was also carrying two oil-paper umbrellas.

Xie Yu was incredibly thoughtful; Shen Nanzi felt that not only was her reputation preserved, but she also avoided any embarrassment.

The master and servant happily put on dry clothes and covered themselves with them, then opened the oil-paper umbrellas they had brought.

Walking in the pouring summer rain.

But they didn't see it on the bridge not far behind.

Xie Yan hurried over, holding an umbrella. He also had two pieces of clothing and an umbrella hanging on his arm.

He watched as three figures walked towards the Hall of Harmony in the heavy rain, his breathing still rapid, his expression unreadable.

I just quietly looked in her direction!

"Your Highness! Who sent the clothes to the Princess and Qinghe?" Wuying, holding an umbrella, ran up behind Xie Yan.

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Just now, His Highness went to the Imperial Household Department to give some instructions, and happened to run into Princess Jing who was leaving.

The mistress and servant did not see their prince; he disappeared quickly.

After giving his instructions, His Highness went outside, looked at the sky, and then went to the steward of the Imperial Household Department to get two sets of unworn palace robes.

He asked for a few umbrellas and then chased after them.

But... it seems someone was more timely.

Xie Yan didn't say a word, and turned to walk towards the front hall.

Wuying followed behind, watching his lord's back, sensing that his lord was heartbroken.

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Inside the Harmony Hall, as Shen Nanzi and her maid entered, all eyes fell on them.

Their clothes were bulky and ill-fitting, and there were other clothes wrapped inside.

Her hair was wet, rainwater was still running down her cheeks, and her hair was askew, dripping with water.

And where they stood, there was already a ring of water stains around the hem of their skirts.

"Princess Jing, are you soaked?" a female relative asked with concern.

Most of the women watched with indifferent expressions.

Some people were concerned about something else; it seemed she was soaking wet.

Princess Jing's wet body and exposed figure constitute a serious breach of etiquette.

To be improper is to be immoral.

At best, they will be punished; at worst, they will lose their positions.

The consequences were extremely serious.

Who gave me this shirt? Did any other men see it?

These things need to be explained clearly; they cannot be left unsaid.

Shen Nanzi was well aware of the judgment in the eyes of these women. She handed the umbrella to a palace maid and explained with a smile.

"Yes, I got caught in the rain."

"Fortunately, I am deeply grateful for the clothes sent by Consort Wei."

Shen Nanzi gave a curtsy to Consort Wei at the head of the table, saying, "May Your Highness enjoy boundless blessings and peace."

She knew that Consort Wei would definitely help her cover for her.

Sure enough, after a moment of surprise, Consort Wei smiled and said, "You child, you really put your heart and soul into this job."

"The summer weather changes faster than a baby's; it's so unpredictable that people don't even know to bring an umbrella."

"You'll have to be more careful next time. You are the Princess Consort of Prince Jing, representing the face of the royal family. You must not be careless."

"Yes, thank you for the reminder, Your Highness." Shen Nanzi had a humble and receptive expression.

Consort Wei summoned two maids and said, "Go! Help Princess Jing change into something dry and tidy up her appearance."

Shen Nanzi then followed the maid to the back hall.

Little did she know, Consort Wei immediately understood who had given her the dress when she saw the clothes she was wearing.

A strange feeling suddenly arose in my mind.

He then denied it, saying she must be overthinking it; they were just allies in the same trench, and it was only right for them to lend a hand.

Others, however, thought differently, especially the women who recognized the purple robe that Shen Nanzi had just worn.

That purple silk robe was so precious because purple is difficult to dye, let alone such a pure purple, which was especially rare.

As for that silk robe, the silk fabric was so precious that only a finger-length piece could be woven in a day.

A silk robe is extremely expensive.

However, for these women in the inner court, as long as they had money and sincerely wanted it, their wardrobes would never be lacking.

However, these are all double-warp gauze; only women of the royal family could wear double-warp gauze.

Therefore, I have seen the Four Classics of Gauze.

The most difficult to make is the Six-Way Gauze, which can only weave a thickness of one copper coin per day.

Moreover, it is extremely easy to ruin, and it takes many years to weave a single silk robe.

It not only tests technical skills, but also requires time to wait.

What's most remarkable is that this purple robe has a glowing effect.

This is a unique skill, and the weaver only ever produced this one piece in his entire life.

After the weaving was completed, the craftsman passed away.

At that time, the Empress and Consort Wei had some disputes over this robe.

Many noblewomen knew this.

However, the second prince was suddenly killed in battle, and the empress also passed away from grief.

This purple silk robe, adorned with the radiant glow of the Six Classics, finally fell into the hands of Consort Wei.

Its rarity goes without saying; Consort Wei only wore it twice.

How could such a precious robe be so easily given to Princess Jing to wear?

Moreover, it was something to cover up, to cover Princess Jing's body.

Isn't this a waste of resources?

There's only one possibility: this person doesn't understand the value of this robe.

In a moment of panic, thinking it was just an ordinary robe, he gave it to Princess Jing.

Who could freely enter Consort Wei's room?

When Consort Wei saw Princess Jing wearing the same silk robe that she herself was reluctant to part with, who else could it be but someone who had to smile and admit it?

Few of the women in the inner court sitting in this room are stupid.

Everyone remained silent, except for some younger girls or women who had never heard of this "Radiant Six Classics Gauze Robe," who remained calm and composed.

Everyone else was in turmoil.

Especially Su Muyun, the fourth prince's wife, who had previously disbelieved it, looked at Xue Qingning with a hesitant expression.

Xue Qingning's fingers were jumping uncontrollably; she had originally planned to give Shen Nanzi other great gifts.

This heavy rain has actually helped her a lot; it seems even the heavens are on her side.

Concern leads to confusion; those with feelings will eventually reveal their true colors.

His thoughts seemed to be hidden, but in reality, they had already been revealed to the world.