Song Yue's force was considerable; she slammed a stool into Song Hengchuan's leg, shattering the stool into pieces instantly. The man's face turned deathly pale, revealing a pained expression.
"Song Yue!" Song Hengchuan roared, clutching his leg and groaning in pain, his eyes glaring fiercely at Song Yue: "I'll kill you too!"
Song Yue bent down, picked up the broken wooden stick from the ground, and angrily pointed it at Song Hengchuan: "Try to be insolent again!"
A fierce aura erupted from her, her gaze deathly still, startling Song Hengchuan into a moment of astonishment. Impossible, how could a country bumpkin have such an aura?
"Aunt, young lady, please calm down." Granny Zhang came to her senses and mustered her courage to step forward and persuade her.
Song Yue said coldly, "This is Yuehua Pavilion, not a place for you to cause trouble. If you dare to act recklessly again, it won't just be a matter of your property being smashed."
Her gaze fell on Song Hengchuan's head.
Startled, Song Hengchuan limped back a step, gritting his teeth as he said, "You just wait!"
After the people left, Granny Zhang knelt on the ground and said, "Miss, it's all because this old servant spoke too quickly and caused you to make a mistake. If the eldest young master goes to the Grand Madam to complain, this old servant will take full responsibility."
The coldness on Song Yue's face dissipated, and she bent down to help the person up: "This matter has nothing to do with you. If he wants to sue, let him."
The old lady still needs his help, so how could she possibly make a decision for Song Hengchuan?
Moreover, Song Hengchuan was in the wrong in this matter!
Song Yue's eyes darted around, and she suddenly sneered, "If he doesn't complain, I will."
After saying that, Song Yue lifted her skirt and ran towards Ninghui Hall.
She kept wiping away tears as she ran.
When they arrived at Ninghui Hall, they indeed saw Song Hengchuan sitting in a chair, clutching his leg and wailing incessantly. The old lady beside him felt extremely distressed.
“Grandmother.” Song Yue came in, panting.
The old lady gave Song Yue a reproachful look and scolded, "How could you beat him like this? He is your own brother, and he will be getting married soon. Yue'er, when will you change your impulsive temper?"
Song Yue pouted, looking aggrieved.
"Grandmother, Song Yue hasn't changed her wild nature; she's not like a child of our family at all!" Song Hengchuan said angrily, his eyes wide.
That's a bit of a lie. Anyone who has seen Princess Jia Hua knows how much Song Yue looks like her.
Song Hengchuan continued, "When the villa caught fire, not a single person was left alive, but she was the only one who survived..."
“You’ve never visited me at the other residence once in all these years, so how would you know I’m not her?” Song Yue retorted, raising her head to look at the Grand Madam: “Grandmother, the beginning of next month is the day I’m to go to the palace to meet the Emperor. Otherwise, how about I ask the Emperor to investigate thoroughly?”
The word "Emperor" weighed heavily on the Grand Madam's heart like a boulder. Her face darkened as she looked at Song Yue, daring not to speak her anger.
She knew that when this girl got carried away, she wouldn't care about anything.
"Don't try to impress the Emperor..."
"Shut up!" The Grand Madam scolded Song Hengchuan, "You too, you don't even act like an elder brother. You've targeted your sister time and time again. How could Yue'er not be of Song family blood? If I ever hear you say such things again, I will never forgive you!"
Song Hengchuan's expression changed.
The old lady looked at Song Yue and said meaningfully, "Family scandals should not be aired in public. If some things are blown up and cause unfounded speculation, it will not do any good for the Duke's mansion. Yue'er, it is wrong of you to hit someone. Hurry up and apologize to your brother. Let's just let this matter go today."
The Dowager Madam acted as a peacemaker, giving Song Hengchuan a meaningful look. Song Hengchuan, extremely unwilling, looked at Song Yue and said, "Unless you pour me tea as an apology, don't even think about forgiving you!"
Should I offer tea as an apology?
Song Yue laughed in anger, then turned to look at the Grand Madam: "I have some doubts, and I would like to ask Grandmother for clarification."
The old lady's eyelids twitched.
“When my mother left the manor, she left behind a ten-mile-long dowry. By right, I should also have a share of the inheritance. Yesterday, you ordered the madam to give me a portion. Today, my elder brother went to Yuehua Pavilion to ask me to hand over the dowry. Is this Grandmother's intention or my elder brother's own?”
Song Yue questioned him bluntly, and when she caught a glimpse of guilt on Song Hengchuan's face, he quickly explained, "Song Yue, how dare you speak to your grandmother like that! You have no manners at all. I was just giving you a few words of advice, and it was for your own good. You don't know what's good for you."
The old lady only knew that Song Hengchuan had been injured by Song Yue, but she didn't know why. Upon hearing Song Yue's words, she immediately understood.
This grandson was used by someone!
The person behind it all instigated Song Hengchuan to cause trouble for Song Yue.
The Dowager Lady took a deep breath and looked at Song Yue: "Your mother's dowry will naturally include a share for you. When you get married in the future, you will receive every penny that is due."
Receiving a satisfactory response, Song Yue smiled slightly and curtsied to the Grand Madam, saying, "Thank you for your explanation, Grandmother."
Then she looked at Song Hengchuan with disdain: "As the eldest son, he is without virtue, talent, or ability, and he does not love his brothers. It is better to have no brother like this. If Grandmother wants me to apologize, I would rather kneel in the ancestral hall!"
After saying that, Song Yue turned and left.
Song Hengchuan was stunned for a moment after being insulted with his finger pointed at him. By the time he realized what was happening, Song Yue was already far away. He was furious and about to lash out when he was startled by the disappointment in the Grand Madam's eyes: "Grandmother?"
"Who sent you to Yuehua Pavilion to collect your dowry?" the Grand Madam asked.
Song Hengchuan shook his head and stammered that he didn't. The old lady slammed her hand on the table and said, "Brother Chuan, Yue'er is your own sister. Don't go too far!"
After being reprimanded by the Grand Madam, Song Hengchuan dared not refute her. He pursed his lips, looking resentful, and blamed all the faults on Song Yue in his heart.
"Someone, escort the young master back!"
The old lady waved her hand, somewhat disappointed that the eldest grandson of the Duke's mansion had such a mindset.
"Grandmother..." Song Hengchuan wanted to explain something, but the Grand Madam had already stood up and walked inside. Several people helped Song Hengchuan out.
Hearing the shouts outside, the Grand Madam was both angry and furious. She said to her confidante, "Go to the Rose Courtyard. If she causes any more trouble before the wedding, this mansion will not tolerate her."
When the news reached Yuan Fuling's ears, she was so shocked that her hands and feet turned cold. When she heard the Grand Madam's admonition, her face turned pale and then red. She murmured an explanation: "Perhaps Chuan-ge'er misunderstood and caused a misunderstanding. I will definitely persuade Chuan-ge'er in private and put Mother's mind at ease."
After seeing off the messenger, Yuan Fuling was so angry that her vision blurred: "Ever since that little bastard came back, nothing has gone smoothly."
"Madam, please bear with it a little longer. Once Miss Shen marries in, you'll have someone to help you. Why provoke the Grand Madam? As for the Third Miss, don't worry about not having a chance to deal with her later," Danruo advised.
Yuan Fuling nodded: "That's the only way."
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