C18 Falsely true

Auntie Yun, Aunt Lin and a few other ladies followed behind. She wore a flying fish tunic made from silver lycopene, and wore sky-blue silk shoes made from deer skin. Although she was already close to thirty years old, she was still pretty and charming, no wonder she was doted on by Su Sheng.

When they reached the pavilion in the garden, everyone found a seat and sat down. The servants immediately brought up the tea fruits that they had prepared one by one.

"Today is the best day since spring. In a few more days, it will be a good day for Rong'er and the young miss to get married. Today, old mister Zhao will be coming to our Su family to provide guidance."

The Honored Warrior nodded his head and said, "The marriage between the Su Clan and the Prime Minister's Estate is a matter worthy of celebration for our entire Yao City. Old Master Su thinks highly of this old man and is honored."

"Hahaha ?" Su Sheng could not help but laugh out loud. "Of course not. Old mister is too polite. I'm already tired after walking around. Why don't we rest here for a while."

"Servants, serve tea." Madame Jiang ordered, and the six maidservants walked into the pavilion, carrying the best tea soup and refreshments in their hands.

Two pots of plum blossoms, two pots of welcoming spring, four pots of camellia tea, and four pots of cold orchids were placed in the pavilion.

The crowd continued to discuss the matters related to the wedding, and the atmosphere was blissful and harmonious.

However, for some reason, Aunt Yun felt a chill at the back of her head from time to time, as if someone was secretly watching her. It made her shiver several times, but after looking back several times, she found nothing.

Lian Rue Yue was standing far away behind a tree in the corner. Her gaze was always fixed on Aunt Yun, and her eyes were concentrated with a chill. Seeing the unwell appearance of Aunt Yun, she sneered:

They had all come. The heavens were truly helping her.

The scent of flowers overflowed from the pavilion, attracting butterflies within the garden and adding a bit of vitality to the spring scenery. The children could not sit still any longer and began to jump about in pursuit of those small creatures.

All of a sudden, the butterflies flew one by one in the direction of Madame Jiang. They circled around her in the air, finally landing on the seven-colored peonies embroidered on her shoulders and in front of her lapels. Some of them hovered around her, unwilling to leave for a long time.

Everyone was shocked by the scene in front of them! The passing servants couldn't help but stop and watch.

Madame Jiang was also stunned. Her gaze fell on the seven fresh peonies. Yesterday, the maid, Zishan, who washed clothes, knelt on the ground and begged for mercy. She said that she had washed her clothes and had someone embroider the peony on them. She originally wanted to reprimand him, but after seeing those seven vivid and lifelike peony flowers, she immediately fell in love with them and spared that girl.

However, she had not expected that this peony would be able to fake its true appearance. It even surpassed the true flowers in the pavilion, attracting a large number of butterflies to come to a halt.

The purple peony powder she had gathered from the yew yesterday had a strange fragrance. She carefully spread these pollen on all the embroidery threads, and the seven-colored peony that she had embroidered had its own fragrance. The aroma of the purple peony was the most attractive to butterflies, so when butterflies smelled the fragrance, they would naturally approach the first wife.

While the others were unprepared, Lian Meng Yue returned to the living room. She first took off the armor, then took off the inner jacket and folded it under the bed. She then used her mouth to bite two holes in the armor.