The auntie responded with a yes and left with two young palace maids.
Not long after, the three returned carrying two beautifully decorated brocade boxes and several bolts of fabric.
The auntie had the maids open the boxes—inside were dazzling, top-tier pieces of jewelry, each one a rare treasure.
Another maid held several rolls of fabric along with two finished garments.
Even though Tang Wan couldn’t really tell quality, she could immediately see that these fabrics were far from ordinary.
Purple, gray, black, white… each bolt shimmered like sunlight reflecting on water, glowing softly as it moved—clearly no common material!
Sure enough, in the next moment, she heard Su Qing say, “These are all Heavenly Silkworm Snow Satin, tribute goods from the northern frontier—rare treasures. Since you like wearing darker colors, I set these aside for you. As for the purple one, it looks noble when worn. At my age, I can’t really pull it off anymore, so it’s also for you. And the white one is for your husband—you once said he likes wearing white, didn’t you?”
“Mother, these are too precious—and they’re tribute items. I can’t accept them. His Majesty will be upset!” Tang Wan frowned.
Even without deep knowledge, she had basic common sense—tribute goods were bestowed by the emperor, and such gifts couldn’t be casually passed on. Otherwise, it would be seen as disrespectful, even deceiving the emperor.
Tang Wan didn’t want to invite trouble.
Su Qing chuckled. “Don’t worry, I got His Majesty’s permission to give these to you.”
“That still won’t do. Mother, you should keep them for yourself.”
“What would I lack?” Su Qing rolled her eyes, then tried again, “Even if you don’t want them, think about your husband. This Heavenly Silkworm Snow Satin is soft and light when worn—almost like wearing nothing at all, extremely comfortable. Don’t you want your husband to dress well?”
Tang Wan: …
Of course she wanted her husband to wear the best—no, the absolute best.
Anything tied to tribute goods was something money couldn’t even buy.
If she missed this chance, there wouldn’t be another!
So Tang Wan stopped refusing. “Then thank you, Mother.”
Su Qing was happy—but also a bit annoyed.
Her daughter was great in every way, except she cared too much about that husband of hers.
Just what kind of man had her daughter so devoted?
It made her a little unhappy.
So Su Qing began subtly hinting again, urging Tang Wan to divorce and find someone better.
Tang Wan: (°ー°〃)
Why bring this up again?!
She hadn’t even slept with her handsome husband yet—if she remarried now, wouldn’t all her efforts have been for nothing?
No remarriage!
Not even in death!
Seeing Tang Wan’s firm stance, Su Qing didn’t press further.
But in her heart, she resolved that one day she must meet this son-in-law and properly “set him straight”—so he wouldn’t take advantage of Wan’er’s affection and bully her.
The mother and daughter chatted for a long time. Mostly Su Qing talked while Tang Wan listened, occasionally responding.
When Su Qing mentioned feeling a bit unwell, Tang Wan even checked her pulse.
It wasn’t anything serious—just a bit of internal heat. She only needed to avoid overly rich or spicy foods and rest for a few days.
Hearing this, Su Qing felt reassured.
Ever since returning to the palace, she had deliberately brought a few trusted people from her maternal family, refusing to rely on palace servants.
Once bitten by a snake, one fears ropes for ten years.
She had already suffered a great loss once—if she continued as before, forget revenge, she might be devoured by the Empress without even leaving bones behind.
In the end, Tang Wan stayed for lunch before leaving.
Su Qing personally walked her to the entrance of the palace, looking reluctant to part, and repeatedly told her to visit often.
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