The lady and the second daughter were no match for the third daughter.
She only mentioned Han Feng casually, but she never expected that the Third Miss would cause such a big incident at the banquet, directly ruining the Second Miss's life.
This shows just how formidable the Third Sister's methods were.
"Granny Zhang, I won't treat you badly after this is done." Yuan Fuling took out a thousand-tael silver note from her bosom and stuffed it into Granny Zhang's hand.
Granny Zhang was terrified; she dared not take the money meant to save her life.
"Let's go back," Yuan Fuling said.
Zhang Mama returned in a daze, sitting on the threshold somewhat absent-mindedly. When she saw Song Yue return, she quickly recounted Yuan Fuling's instructions in detail after confirming that no one was around, and handed over the silver notes.
“Aunt, young lady, this old servant didn’t say anything, nor did I betray you,” Zhang Mama said excitedly.
Song Yue raised an eyebrow. Was it too late to realize this now?
She stuffed the silver note back into Zhang Mama's arms and smiled slightly: "Just do as Madam tells you to do. I'll pretend I didn't see it."
"But……"
“I won’t blame you.” The chilling look in Song Yue’s eyes made Zhang Mama shudder. She nodded murmured, “Yes, yes.”
She had just sat down and drunk a cup of tea when someone from the Grand Madam's side called her over. Song Yue clicked her tongue and shook her head. She had seen people courting death, but she had never seen anyone in such a hurry.
Song Yue beckoned to Yun Dong and whispered a few words in her ear. Upon hearing this, Yun Dong's face showed worry, and she nodded through gritted teeth: "Don't worry, Miss, I will risk my life to spread the news."
She looked up and gently touched Yun Dong: "Don't worry, I'll be fine."
After giving her instructions, Song Yue took a pill before leaving and went to Ninghui Hall alone. A gentle breeze blew by, softly caressing her face.
Her mother's image constantly appeared in her mind.
Gentle, dignified, and radiantly beautiful.
Thinking like this, I arrived at Ninghui Hall without realizing it. As I stepped inside, I heard Song Yao crying.
"Grandmother, I've been framed! You must stand up for me! Ever since my third sister came back, there hasn't been a single day of peace in the manor..."
"Grandmother, Song Yue shouldn't have come back."
It was Song Hengchuan's voice, filled with gritted teeth: "Yaoyao will definitely suffer if she marries him. Whoever makes the mistake should bear the consequences. Why not let Song Yue marry that scoundrel Han Feng in Yaoyao's place?"
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