Song Liyun's anger came quickly and went quickly. What she needed was a clear and calm mind to face the first real battle between wives and concubines in her life.

It's not accurate to call it a battle between wives and concubines. These three women were not Zhao Tingduo's concubines, nor even maids. It was more like a rehearsal for managing the inner quarters.

According to the information from Granny Xu, these noble ladies were all losers in the struggle for imperial power. Of course, they would also be accused of crimes such as indulging their servants and oppressing the good. However, there was very little description of the character of these women. They seemed to be just labels attached to these powerful and noble people.

Based on Song Liyun's observations over the past few days, Tang Qingluan and the others were all sheltered young women who were only good at petty squabbles and domestic power struggles.

Being in a Di tribe and without the power granted by one's family, a newbie is powerless in combat.

Even Xu Mama, who had experienced the struggles in the palace, had almost no way to resist Lady Wuya's domineering presence, and Song Liyun didn't even need to be the villain.

Song Liyun didn't hate these noble ladies, as long as they didn't provoke her or try to take her things. She even felt sorry for them.

Cao Jing was stopped by Granny Xu, her face turned red, and with the fever, it looked like blood was about to seep out.

Song Liyun learned about the past of the three of them from Wan Youyou yesterday.

Rongguo Gong Tang Xuan's great-grandfather was a meritorious official during the reign of Emperor Wu Gao. He was granted the title of Duke for his outstanding military achievements, which was hereditary. When it was passed down to Tang Qingluan's father, he was the fifth generation in the family.

The Tang family has many male descendants, but they lack daughters. Now, the Duchess has given birth to a legitimate daughter, Tang Qingluan, who is cherished by the whole family. She is raised by the matriarch of the family, and no one else can say a word against her.

Wan Youyou only said so much, and Song Liyun gained a new understanding of Tang Qingluan.

She appears innocent and straightforward, but is actually quite dim-witted.

Children from such families should have some awareness of danger, but even as the family crumbles and falls, Tang Qingluan still takes pride in being the legitimate daughter of the Rongguo Duke's mansion.

If she hadn't been sent to the Dilu grasslands, she would have lost her head long ago for saying that no one in the Rongguo Mansion cared about her.

She turned her gaze to Cao Jing and Jiang Wanru, both of whom were former princesses from the same family. Their families had been exiled, partly due to their own mistakes, but also for political reasons.

If Wan Youyou is a talented woman, then Jiang Wanru is also a talented woman in the capital.

One was incredibly learned and well-read, while the other was skilled at composing poetry and lyrics and made friends with talented individuals.

Wan Youyou was a prop brought by her grandfather, the Minister of Rites, to show off among his colleagues, while Jiang Wanru enjoyed the admiration of talented and romantic men, and her fame spread far and wide.

Staying on this grassland where cattle and sheep roam freely and people are illiterate would be worse than death.

Of the three, Cao Jing is the most cunning and calculating. At home, she is the one who is in charge, and her father's concubines are all under her strict control.

These were the words spoken by Wan Youyou.

If it were at the beginning, Song Liyun might not have believed what Wan Youyou said.

But now that we've been observing them for almost two months, we can't help but believe it.

At this moment, Cao Jing suddenly wanted to argue with her, and Song Liyun also became interested, wanting to hear what these noble ladies were thinking.

Knowing yourself and your enemy is the key to victory in every battle.

"Granny Xu, since Miss Cao has something to say, let her speak her mind. If she keeps things bottled up inside, her illness won't get better!"

Cao Jing brushed a strand of hair from her forehead and stared coldly at Song Liyun: "Young Madam, you don't need to pretend to be kind in front of us."

Everyone knows you're just a lowly military woman who only rose to your current position by chance and marrying the young master.

Song Liyun nodded: She was right, she was indeed a woman from a military household, and it was by chance that she met Zhao Tingduo.

She disagreed with the notion that she was "marrying up," arguing that she was the chosen one of the tribe and it was uncertain who was marrying up to whom!

Seeing Song Liyun's calm expression, Cao Jing's hatred deepened: "Even if you are the young mistress now, we are both from noble families, and we came to the grasslands by order of the Empress Dowager in order to form a good relationship between our two families."

"As our master, you not only failed to treat us with courtesy, but you also deliberately mistreated us."

Song Liyun couldn't stand it anymore: "Even now you still think you're from a high-ranking family and superior to others? Since you have the Empress Dowager's decree, produce it. And what about being so harsh on you? Are you lacking food or clothing?"

Jiang Wanru finally found an opportunity to speak: "Each of us has two maids and servants to serve us. Give us back our maids! You poor wretch, you don't have any dowry yourself, all you do is take our people."

Although each person now has a maid to serve them, she only comes to help with cleaning in the morning and evening, forcing them to personally serve rice and fetch water with their hands, which have been pampered for more than ten years.

Song Liyun sneered, her face darkening: "Are you crippled or paralyzed? We have to bring you food here every meal; do you need someone to feed you?"

Lady Wuya also had maids who did odd jobs, but they were different from the full-time maids of the Wu Dynasty.

These tribal women, besides their work in the yurts, also have their own families.

They even milk cows and herd livestock, and regularly spin thread and weave carpets; everyone is always busy.

Lady Uya herself spent her days among carpet weavers, and Yuquan, who was by Song Liyun's side, also made leather boots.

Speaking of which, only Yun Niangzi didn't go to the tribe to do odd jobs.

Besides washing and mending clothes for Song Liyun and her husband in their tent, she also had to take care of Shitou and Xiao An.

Now these noble ladies not only have their own personal servants, but they also say that Song Liyun stole their men.

Tang Qingluan covered her face, pointed at Song Liyun and Wan Youyou and cursed, "You are both bad people. You tricked the young master into not seeing us. You jealous woman! If this were in the capital, you two lowly servants would have been beaten to death and thrown into the mass grave long ago."

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