Helpless, Yuan Fuling had no choice but to reluctantly agree and asked her maid to invite Song Yao over.
A moment later, Song Yao arrived reluctantly.
"You scoundrel, how dare you slander me! You deserve to die!" Song Yao went berserk upon seeing Han Feng, rushing over and raising her hand to hit him.
A slap landed on Han Feng's shoulder. Han Feng raised his eyes slightly and quickly reached out to grab Song Yao's wrist: "Yao Yao, I won't be angry no matter how you hit me, but you have to be careful of your health. After all... after all, the child is innocent."
These words shocked everyone around.
Even Song Yao was stunned.
"What? Did I hear that right? Miss Song is actually pregnant?"
"That's definitely a slander!"
There was a lot of discussion among the crowd.
Song Yao snapped out of her daze and angrily pushed Han Feng away: "What nonsense are you talking about? How could I be pregnant? Don't ruin my reputation."
"That's right! My second sister is pure and innocent, she would never do such a shameless thing! Young Master Han, how dare you slander the legitimate daughter of the Duke of Jingguo's mansion! You deserve to die!" Song Yue jumped out and shouted, but actually grabbed Song Yao, puffed out her cheeks and leaned close to Song Yao, saying in a very low voice, "Song Yao, today you will be utterly disgraced."
Song Yao's mind went blank for a moment, and she pushed Song Yue away as if she had lost her mind: "You bitch, you're the one who plotted against me behind my back!"
Song Yue was pushed and fell to the ground. Her eyes were filled with tears, and she looked up at Song Yao with an innocent expression. Her thin and frail body looked extremely pitiful.
"Third Miss was only speaking up for Second Miss out of kindness. How can Second Miss take her anger out on Third Miss?"
A lady in the crowd bent down to help Song Yue up and comforted her, saying, "Children without mothers are pitiful. Although she has been raised on the estate for more than ten years and does not know the rules, she is not a bad person. Unlike some people who grow up in luxury but do not know how to cherish their younger sister."
Song Yao blushed when she was criticized. After glancing at the person who came, she shrank back, not having the confidence to retort. Yuan Fuling stepped forward to smooth things over, saying, "It was Yao-jie who was confused by anger and lost her temper. Please forgive her, Madam."
The woman before me is the wife of General Jiang, whose husband commands the three armies.
She was also someone that the Duke of Jingguo had always wanted to curry favor with and win over; even if Yuan Fuling had a few more lives, she wouldn't dare to offend Madam Jiang.
Madame Chiang glanced at Yuan Fuling, then at the farce: "It's very simple to verify this matter; just have a doctor examine her pulse to find out the truth."
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