"Is this too plain?" Sang Wan couldn't help but say.
"Not plain, this is already quite good!" Mrs. Li resolutely said: "Those who truly observe mourning don't have any decorations at all. Look, I even left the plain porcelain vase untouched! I didn't change the drapes to white either! This hemp fabric, I think, is excellent — light and fresh, perfectly matching the young Miss's current status and mood!"
Mrs. Li's logical words left Sang Wan in awe, making her feel that she truly wasted her previous life!
There are countless rules in this world, and many reasons a wife might want to deal with a concubine openly. How could she have been so useless letting Gu Fangzi torment her so miserably?
"Are the bedding and cushions thick enough? Mourning is one thing but don't let the young Miss catch cold!" Sang Wan asked lightly. While rectifying matters, one must not provide others with a chance to criticize.
