"What is going on with the fabric for this wedding gown?" Jiang Wan pinched the hem of the dress, the fine silver thread on the brocade shimmering with an eerie, pale green in the morning light. "The material delivered yesterday was clearly Su-embroidered gold thread."
Her personal maid, Lüluo, knelt amidst the shards of broken porcelain on the floor, a smear of rouge still visible on her neck. "Miss, I intercepted the old woman who delivered the clothes. She insisted it was a mistake made by the warehouse, but..." She bit her lip and pulled half a broken hair-tassel from her sleeve. "I found this in the lining of the chest. The color looks just like that of Chuntao, the maid in Miss Jiang Rou's courtyard."
The bronze mirror reflected the sudden chill in Jiang Wan's eyes. Three days ago, she had discovered that the names of the guests on the wedding invitations were printed incorrectly, and yesterday, the wine delivered for the wedding banquet had been diluted with raw water. She had originally thought these were merely the oversights of the servants, but now it was clear that someone was deliberately sabotaging the event.
Chapter 239