Chapter 560 I simply don’t like you

Hearing this, Song Huai'en's already ugly face turned even paler than death.

He could never have imagined that his daughter, whom he cherished like a treasure and brought up by various teachers, would actually be a brainless fool!

If she had spent a little more time and asked someone about Princess Huayang's preferences a few days ago, she would not have said such nonsense.

Everyone in Da'an knew that Princess Huayang had such a high status in the court today because she had accompanied Emperor Xuande in conquering the world on horseback.

At one point, she was even jokingly called a heroine who was no less heroic than any man by the generals in the court.

For such a person, even if you don't praise her courage and strategy, you can still praise her as a stunning beauty.

But Song Baozhu just praised her for her proficiency in music, chess, calligraphy and painting, and compared her with those ordinary girls in the boudoir.

How is this any different from slapping someone in the face?

Princess Huayang's face darkened slightly as she asked, "Did your mother teach you these things?"

Song Baozhu was delighted when she heard this and said hurriedly, "Your Highness, my mother has always admired you very much and has always asked me to follow your example."

Hearing this, Song Huai'en wanted to kill her.

If you can't speak, just keep your mouth shut.

Song Huai'en wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said hurriedly, "My daughter's words and actions are rude. I hope Her Royal Highness the Princess will not take it to heart."

"Daddy, I..." Song Baozhu was dissatisfied.

But just as she opened her mouth, Song Huai'en interrupted her sternly, "Stop talking, you rebellious girl!"

Song Baozhu was startled by his sudden change of expression. Tears welled up in her eyes and she felt wronged.

She didn't think she had said anything wrong.

Seeing her dissatisfaction clearly, Princess Huayang said in a deep voice: "Marquis Yongchuan, you have taught your daughter well."

When Song Huai'en heard this, he felt as if a knife was hanging on his neck, as if it was about to fall down in the next moment.

He knelt down quickly and said respectfully, "Princess, please calm down. It is my fault for not teaching my daughter well and causing trouble for you.

Don't worry, I will take this rebellious girl back and discipline her well!"

As he spoke, he turned his head, glared at Song Baozhu, and scolded her, "What are you still standing there for? Hurry up and come over here to apologize to the princess!"

Song Baozhu's tears fell down, and she asked with sobs, "Dad, what did I do wrong?"

Is it wrong to praise others?

This is clearly what her mother taught her every day.

For a woman, the highest praise is to praise her as the most talented woman in the capital, proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting.

She even wished someone would praise her like this!

Song Huai'en was almost irritated by her and asked through gritted teeth, "Are you going to disobey me?"

Song Baozhu stiffened her neck and said, "I didn't do that. It was obviously Dad who was picking on me on purpose."

She glanced at Song Yanxi and said bitterly, "Daddy now has a good daughter, but he thinks Baozhu is an eyesore!"

"You!" Song Huai'en's eyes turned red.

Seeing his reaction, Song Baozhu became even angrier.

She clenched her fists and questioned angrily, "Daddy clearly said before that Baozhu is the apple of your eye and your only daughter.

Have you forgotten all of this?"

Song Huai'en shouted angrily, "Shut up, you bastard!"

Song Baozhu wiped her tears and said aggrievedly, "What mother said is indeed true. Dad was bewitched by that vixen and wants to go back and live with her.

To Dad, the three of us are nothing more than a messy account that can't be settled."

"What nonsense are you talking about!"

"I'm talking nonsense. Dad, tell me, what have you been doing in the study every night lately, looking at things and thinking about people?"

"You rebellious girl, shut up!"

"Daddy dares to do it, is he afraid of what others will say?"

Song Baozhu became angrier and angrier as she thought about it. She turned to look at Song Yanxi and said angrily, "Haven't you and your daughter been trying so hard to snatch our father from us? I'm going to give him back to you now!"

"You bastard, you..." Song Huai'en was furious.

Song Yanxi frowned and interrupted him, asking coldly, "Miss Song, do you really think your father is such a popular and beloved person?"

Hearing the sarcasm in her words, Song Baozhu's face suddenly turned red.

Before she could refute, Song Yanxi continued, "In order to get me to agree to take you to the Princess's residence to see the world, your father even agreed to sever the father-daughter relationship with me.

Although he is not a good man, he can be said to have done his utmost to treat you, his daughter."

Song Huai'en's face turned pale when he heard this, and he shouted coldly: "You rebellious girl, why do you say such nonsense?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Yingxue sneered, "You're quite an interesting person. It seems that apart from you, everything others say is nonsense."

Song Huai'en frowned, "I don't remember ever offending Princess Roujia. Why does the princess keep speaking ill of me?"

"You really haven't offended me." Mo Yingxue brushed her sleeves and said nonchalantly, "I simply don't like you."

Song Huai'en: "You!"

Princess Huayang: "Yingxue, don't act silly."

Mo Yingxue immediately put away her arrogance and said, "Yes, aunt."

Hearing Princess Huayang's light words, she defined Mo Yingxue's deliberate humiliation as childish pranks.

If Song Huai'en were to pursue the matter, it would be his own fault.

He suppressed the blood that was blocking his chest and said respectfully, "Today's incident is all due to my failure to discipline my two daughters. I am sorry to have embarrassed you, Your Highnesses.

I will take them both back and keep them under strict supervision, and will never allow them to appear before Your Highnesses again."

Princess Huayang nodded and said meaningfully, "Your daughter really needs to be kept under strict supervision."

Thinking that she was on his side, Song Huai'en suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

But before he could express his gratitude, he heard Princess Huayang say again, "She did something so immoral at my palace's flower viewing banquet today. In a few days, everyone in Kyoto will know that Marquis Yongchuan has raised a good daughter.

If I remember correctly, you have a son outside, and he's almost old enough to take the imperial examinations."

Song Huai'en's heart trembled, and he hurriedly said, "My son Qirui will be a young man in two years."

"Young?" Princess Huayang's face turned even colder as she thought of something. "Your son was actually born several years earlier than the Marquis's legitimate son."

If it were any other company, this would be a huge scandal.

However, Yan Qing had never made a scene in front of others, nor had he talked about gossip in front of outsiders. People only knew that Song Huai'en favored his concubine over his wife, and that he had a pair of children with his mistress and raised them in the lotus garden.

But he didn't know that both of his children were already quite old.

Princess Huayang's eyes fell on Song Baozhu's face and asked, "Your daughter, I see, is already in her twenties."

Song Huai'en's forehead was covered with sweat, and he said with a stiff upper lip: "Replying to the Princess, Baozhu's birth month is a little younger than Yanxi's."

Princess Huayang pretended she couldn't see through his subtle thoughts and asked in confusion, "Ordinary girls are arranged to be married when they reach the age of 15. Why didn't Marquis Yongchuan find a husband for his daughter?"