The news of the Han family's marriage proposal quickly reached Song Yue's ears. Hearing Song Yao crying and shouting that she wouldn't marry, she frowned.
Song Huan leaned forward: "Second sister has high aspirations. Her mind is full of Pei Zhao. How could she possibly be interested in Han Feng, who is a full twelve years older than her?"
Pei Zhao...
He would never look at Song Yao again in his entire life.
At noon, Granny Yang let them rest for a while.
The two ran to find Princess Jiahua. Yuan Fuling and Song Yao were kneeling in the courtyard. One had a swollen face, and the other was crying uncontrollably. They were swaying and about to faint at any moment.
"Xiu Shu, bring the two young ladies chilled cheese."
"yes."
Song Huan's eyes lit up when she heard this. She pulled Song Yue to sit down on a chair. Song Yue pursed her lips and turned to look at her mother: "It's not a bad thing for Second Sister to marry Han Feng."
Princess Jia Hua wanted to protect her daughter, but then she thought that her daughter would eventually get married, and that being naive and inexperienced might not be a good thing.
So she stopped hiding it and said, "Song Yao is naturally not good enough for Han Feng."
Song Yao used to be the eldest daughter of the Duke's mansion, but now she's just a concubine's daughter. How could she be worthy of Han Feng?
Soon, Xiu Shu brought over the chilled cheese, sprinkled with a layer of osmanthus sugar powder. Song Yue took a spoonful and scooped up half a spoonful, taking a bite. It was cool and delicious, and even her mouth was sweet, making her feel comfortable and her brows relaxed.
Needless to say, Song Huan wished she could bury her head in it.
Princess Jiahua looked at the two of them with a doting smile on her face. She reached out and tucked a stray strand of hair that had slipped from Song Yue's temple behind her ear, while gently fanning the two of them with her fan.
Song Yue kept thinking about her mother's comment that she was not good enough for her, and she felt as if her mother had known something all along.
thump!
Yuan Fuling collapsed to the ground, her body going limp.
"Mother!"
A man rushed in from outside the Moonflower Pavilion. Song Hengchuan strode in, his face full of anxiety, and carefully helped Yuan Fuling up.
"Big brother!" Song Yao grabbed Song Hengchuan's sleeve as if she had seen a savior, and choked out, "I... I don't want to marry that scoundrel Han Feng."
"No, no, I'm here. No one is forcing you to marry." Song Hengchuan comforted her gently, then turned his gaze to the group of people chatting and laughing in the pavilion, especially Song Yue and Song Huan eating, with an expression of watching the fun.
Song Hengchuan immediately became anxious: "I know Mother is angry that Aunt Yuan kept Father and me at Yuehua Pavilion for dinner yesterday, but there was a reason for that. Why do you have to punish Aunt Yuan in this way? She has worked hard, even if she didn't do anything right. Are you really so heartless?"
Princess Jiahua clearly heard Song Hengchuan blurt out the word "mother" in his haste, and a mocking smile appeared on her lips.
Thirteen years later, her son has never asked her how she has been all these years.
On their first meeting, he tolerated Aunt Yuan occupying the high seat in the hall and repeatedly spoke up for her. Today, he looked at her with resentful eyes.
Princess Jia Hua's expression gradually darkened, and she slowly stood up.
"Jiahua, why did you do this?" Duke Jingguo arrived shortly after. He looked at the slap mark on Yuan Fuling's face, feeling both angry and heartbroken. He took her from Song Hengchuan's arms, glanced at Princess Jiahua and Song Yue, sighed, and turned to leave quickly with his men.
"stop!"
Princess Jia Hua gave the order.
Bang!
The gates of Yuehua Pavilion were tightly closed.
They directly blocked the Duke of Jingguo at the door.
What do you mean by this?
Princess Jia Hua ignored Duke Jingguo and looked at Song Yue and Song Huan: "Who do you think is right and who is wrong in today's events?"
Song Yue said, "Aunt Yuan has committed a serious mistake by slandering Mother's reputation without distinguishing right from wrong. Second Sister has also broken the rules by making a scene in front of outsiders. Mother's punishment is justified."
Song Huan also shouted at the top of her lungs, "Auntie is the master, and Aunt Yuan is the servant. When the master wants to punish the servant, there is no need to talk about right or wrong."
"What nonsense are you teaching!" Duke Jingguo shouted at Song Huan in an annoyed tone, startling Song Huan into shrinking back.
Clutching Song Yue's sleeve tightly, he stammered, "I, I..."
"Fourth Sister is right. Even if Mother beat Aunt Yuan to death today, she would not have done anything wrong!" Song Yue said, standing tall.
Duke Jingguo angrily said, "At such a young age, you're shouting about fighting and killing. What kind of behavior is this? You used to be so unruly in the other courtyard, and no one cared about you. But this is the Duke's mansion, and it's not your place to be so unruly here!"
Song Yue frowned.
"Is that so?" Princess Jiahua gently patted Song Yue's shoulder, indicating that she didn't need to be afraid. She slowly walked down the steps, her eyes fixed on the Duke of Jingguo: "How dare a concubine flaunt her power in front of me? Shouldn't she be punished?"
“But Mother’s punishment was too harsh. In this hot weather, how can Aunt Yuan and Yao Yao, who are so frail, withstand it?” Song Hengchuan said with dissatisfaction.
Princess Jia Hua slapped Song Hengchuan hard across the face: "Your sister was only three months old when she was sent to another residence. What did she do wrong?"
Song Hengchuan's face was slapped to the side. This was the second time he had been hit by Princess Jiahua. He had been hit twice in just two days since he returned.
He covered his face, not daring to lose his temper, but stubbornly believed in his heart: "It's not Yuan Yiniang and Yao Yao's fault that Song Yue was sent away. Mother blamed the wrong person."
Princess Jia Hua was speechless for a long time after hearing just one sentence.
She sneered repeatedly, glancing at Yuan Fuling in the Duke of Jingguo's arms, and clearly saw the slight upturn of the other's lips.
It was clearly a smug smile.
It must be admitted that in these thirteen years, Yuan Fuling only did one thing right: she successfully raised Song Hengchuan.
He was determined to protect her.
She doesn't even acknowledge her own biological mother anymore.
Seeing that Princess Jia Hua was about to get angry, Duke Jingguo finally came to his senses and said to Song Hengchuan, "Brother Chuan, this is your mother. Don't talk nonsense."
Remembering his father's reminder, Song Hengchuan held back for the time being for the sake of his title and career. He lowered his head reluctantly and said, "Mother, I have no other intentions. Please be magnanimous."
Princess Jia Hua had no interest in such an apology and waved for them to leave.
Before leaving, the Duke of Jingguo said to Princess Jiahua, "You and your son have not seen each other for thirteen years. Your methods were a bit too harsh. Take it slow. After all, Chuan Ge'er is your own son. Relationships need to be cultivated. If you do this, you will only push Chuan Ge'er further and further away from you."
His own son?
Princess Jia Hua sneered.
“Mother, as long as you promise not to target Aunt Yuan in the future, and to treat Song Yue and Yao Yao the same, I will still regard you as my most respected mother,” Song Hengchuan said.
Hearing such hurtful words, Princess Jia Hua's expression became somewhat unnatural.
Song Yue couldn't stand it anymore, so she stepped forward, took her mother's hand, and softly called out "Mother." Upon hearing this, Princess Jia Hua's expression returned to normal.
"You're the one who started this!" Song Hengchuan glared angrily at Song Yue: "You're just jealous that Yao Yao is better than you, so you're deliberately trying to sow discord."
"Brother Chuan!" Duke Jingguo interrupted in time: "Stop talking nonsense."
These words hit home; if the princess gets angry, no one will be able to escape unscathed.
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