Jiang Yue’s gaze was fixed on the blessing bag in Lu Qi’s hand, and she pursed her lips tightly.

She couldn’t let Qiao Nian steal the limelight.


With this thought in mind, Jiang Yue looked up at Qiao Nian and frowned.
She asked in disbelief, “Sister Qiao Nian, how could you embroider hyacinths for the eldest daughter of the Lu family? You even specially embroidered a large number of blue, pink, and purple hyacinths?”

Seeing that everyone was looking at her, Jiang Yue mustered her courage and said, “Don’t you know their symbolism?”

Everyone saw the concern in Jiang Yue’s eyes and heard her words.
They thought that the hyacinths were not suitable for the eldest daughter of the Lu family.

Lu Qi looked at Jiang Yue in confusion and frowned slightly.
“Doesn’t a hyacinth symbolize purity and flawlessness?”

When Matriarch Lu heard Lu Qi’s words, she nodded slightly.
Her eldest granddaughter was the purest and most flawless person in the world.

When Jiang Yue heard Lu Qi’s words, she shook her head gently and said helplessly, “Pure and flawless.
That’s just the flower symbolism of a white hyacinth.
Actually, different colors of hyacinth represent different meanings.
Some flower meanings have good meanings, but some…”

When Matriarch Lu heard Jiang Yue’s words, she frowned and said in confusion, “If they’re all hyacinths, what’s the difference?”


When Jiang Yue heard Matriarch Lu’s words, she didn’t speak immediately.
Instead, she looked at Qiao Nian pitifully and asked in a low voice, “Sister Qiao Nian, why don’t you tell everyone?”

Qiao Nian’s gaze fell on the blessing bag.
She couldn’t be bothered to waste her breath on someone like Jiang Yue.

Song Yu’s eyes flashed.
Seeing that the atmosphere in the room was a little awkward, she said, “Jiang Yue, since you know their symbolism, tell me!”

Jiang Yue sighed slightly and said, “The purple hyacinth represents sadness, jealousy, melancholy love, apology, and regret.
The blue hyacinth represents melancholy because of love, and also represents chastity.
The pink hyacinth represents admiration.”

Seeing that everyone’s expressions were ugly, Jiang Yue said solemnly, “I just don’t think these are suitable for the eldest daughter of the Lu family.”

Matriarch Lu’s expression turned even uglier.
Her expression was so dark that ink could drip from it.

 

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