C8 Kneeling Temple?

It was as if she didn't hear him, her eyes drooped slightly as she smiled.

Shu Jing's hatred towards Shu Yiyan was only slightly inferior to Qin Wan'er's. Her reputation was so terrible, and Shu Yiyan's contributions were so great that even the dowry her mother left for her was taken away by her. When she first married, she didn't even have a dowry, making her the biggest joke in the entire capital.

She suddenly recalled that it was Qin Wan'er and Shu Yiyan who had grown up together!

"That's right, old lady. If you look carefully, the young miss is also incomparably slim. Her facial features are exquisite, and her hair is as black as ink …" "Eh, why didn't the eldest miss let go of her hair today?"

Third Aunt's voice sounded loud, so afraid that no one could hear her.

Shu Jing was normally dressed strangely, but when she was reminded, she realized that something was wrong. Her hair was only tied up and she didn't have any makeup on. This was a taboo.

Only then did Old Madam Shu look directly at Shu Jing. When she realized that Shu Jing had not even combed her hair, she immediately scolded with a dark face.

"A dignified young lady with Prime Minister's Mansion who does not dress up when she goes out? Have you learned how to behave yourself in the past two years?!" "They are indeed from the countryside. They are so boorish that even Yan'er cannot compare to them. Scram to the ancestral hall and reflect on it. You are not allowed to come out until the sun shines!"

Old Madam Shu was only a peasant girl in the past, so when she got angry, she couldn't help but use vulgar words.

Shu Jing thought to herself, as expected, even if the process was a bit biased compared to her previous life, she still couldn't avoid the fate of being punished by Old Madam Shu.

At that time, although the people in the room were openly pleading for leniency for her, in reality, they were exaggerating things to imply that she didn't know anything. Completely a country bumpkin had lost face for Prime Minister's Mansion, and word of the servants in the house had spread. Her reputation had become even more unsightly, and there were countless other situations such as this, causing her reputation to become extremely bad in the capital.

In the end, on the day of her marriage, instead of cheering, the people smashed rotten eggs on her palanquin, which had always been a knot in her heart.

However, from now on, she wouldn't let any bad news spread out. This wasn't enough, she still needed to slowly restore her reputation.

She had also come here on purpose to pay her respects, but she had no intention of going to the ancestral hall to kneel.

He lowered his head in shame and spoke with a choked throat:

"Grandmother, please calm your anger. Jing isn't as skilled as Grandmother and the other aunts here."

Everyone was slightly surprised for a moment before they started praising their craftsmanship. However, after being praised, they were still quite proud of it. The corners of their mouths could not help but twitch.

Old Madam Shu snorted in disdain.

"They have all learned the etiquette and form of zither, chess, calligraphy, and painting since childhood. They are all extremely skilled, how can an ignorant person like you compare to them?"

Shu Jing was also in agreement.

"Grandmother's lesson is, the back of Jing's head doesn't have eyes, and her hands are clumsy. Why can't she help herself to comb her beautiful hair into a bun?"

Everyone's mouth turned stiff. Who was the one that had eyes at the back of their head? Furthermore, they didn't comb their hair themselves.

Before Old Madam Shu could say anything, she heard Shu Jing sigh.

"Jing never learned how to tie her hair into a bun. Without the help of maidservant and Momo, Jing's hair could only be tied up in such a manner. It would be even worse than flattering the aunt and the younger sisters."

This time, even though they were praised, they didn't have a trace of smile on their face. Instead, they looked at each other, and neither of them said a word. They all looked at Old Madam Shu.

Old Madam Shu's expression was unpleasant as she said in a low voice:

"What nonsense are you talking about? Whose bun is it from? Where's your personal maidservant, Momo? Do you think they're the kind that only eat!?"