Written by: Qian Shan Cha Ke
Crying blood and tears, she pledged a poisonous vow. The gods did not fail her. She was sent back to a decade ago. The legitimate daughter of Jiang family returned from hell.
Forget it, whatever. Since they already claim...
Chen Fang is up to no good. She is definitely plotting something. On a different note, the flower mentioned here is so pretty.
Translated by : togekiss
Edited by : Anks & Ely
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Queen of the Nightflower
Jiang Ruan raised her cup of tea from the table and wetted her pursed lips lightly, before looking at Chen Fang, who stood to the side.
Chen Fang bit her lips tensely. Over the past few years, she had become well-acquainted with Jiang Ruan's wretched and forlorn state in the residence. Who could have expected that, after she fell into the lake, it was as if Jiang Ruan had transformed into another person. The transformation was akin to a slowly withering flower suddenly obtaining an opportunity to live with boundless possibilities and starting to bloom once more. Chen Fang was unfamiliar with Jiang Ruan's old temperament as every movement of this official's daughter exuded a sense of beauty now. It was as if she was used to the life of royalty, displaying the elegant mannerisms of an empress.
Naturally, Chen Fang would not be aware that after Jiang Ruan was sent into the palace in her past life, there was no lack of plotting and conspiracies. One moment of inattentiveness could allow someone else to seize an opportunity to incriminate one because of wrongdoings and/or shortcomings, hence there was no room for error, especially in regards to one's act and behavior. The palace was governed by strict rules and the elder maids who trained her were extremely harsh. Those demanding lessons led her to master etiquette to the point of perfection. Over the years, in the unique environment of the palace, the noble temperament is naturally cultivated. This standard of conduct was nothing exceptional when it was exhibited by a Beautiful Lady [MeiRen ranked concubine] from the palace, but for a young, unfortunate lady who lived in a village residence for years, it was a kind of virtuous and honorable grace.
"What's the matter?" Jiang Ruan asked.
Her attitude was that of a mistress of the residence conversing with her servant. A hint of resentment flashed across Chen Fang's face before she suppressed it forcefully. She touched her hairpin and smiled, "Miss, a few days ago, a pot of Queen of the Night[1] was delivered from outside. Since then, it has been properly cared for. Lately, the petals have become bigger and bigger. And, from the look of it, it will bloom tonight. If you are interested, why not come and have a look?"
[1] Queen of the Night - aka Epiphyllum Oxypetalum, is a species of cactus. It blooms rarely and only at night, and its flowers wilt before dawn.
"Queen of the Night?" Jiang Ruan muttered, "This time of the year does not seem to be the blooming season for Queen of the Night."
Chen Fang hurriedly replied, "It isn't. Usually Queen of the Night only blooms in the summer and autumn, but this pot came into flower prematurely. It is a rare sight. Miss, why not check it out yourself?"
