Mingzhu's expression was filled with contempt: "Miss, you are indeed our mistress, but, having lived in the countryside for years, the wealthiest family that you've encountered was the Yuan Family in Taizhou prefecture. There's still a lot for you to learn and nurture before you can aptly preside over a marquis's household. Take these old jars that you brought from the countryside, for instance. The third master and lady indulged you, but once you're in the Duke's Residence, you'll have to discard such habits."
"Whether or not I make a good lord's wife is up to me. If you're unhappy seeing me this way, I can show you what outrageous things a country girl, who lived a rural life for thirteen years, can do at a wedding." Wei Ruo smiled coyly.
"What do you mean by that, Miss?" Mingzhu was bewildered as she looked at Wei Ruo.
