In reality, the princess's original words and attitude were far worse than what she is saying now; Princess Jiahua belittled Pei Zhao to the point of being worthless.
He even said that he would rather keep Song Yue by his side for the rest of his life than step into the Zhennan Prince's Mansion.
Princess Zhennan was both angry and furious; "This is outrageous! Absolutely outrageous! Do you think we care about the marriage arranged by the Duke of Jingguo's family? Fine, we'll call it off!"
Her face was repeatedly trampled underfoot by Princess Jiahua, and Princess Zhennan had no intention of giving Princess Jiahua any face. She angrily said to the Grand Madam, "Since the two families are not destined to be together, then let it be. As for the life-saving grace, it is not necessary to repay it with a body. When the second daughter gets married, the Zhennan Prince's Mansion will provide a generous dowry."
After saying that, Princess Zhennan dragged Pei Zhao away.
He didn't even turn his head; he seemed quite angry.
"Your Highness!" Yuan Fuling exclaimed anxiously, rising to chase after her, but was stopped by the Grand Madam. Yuan Fuling glared at Shen Ruyun in a panic; "Just now, the Princess of Zhennan clearly compromised and allowed Yao'er to enter the manor, so why did you say those hurtful things and provoke her to anger?"
Song Hengchuan looked at Shen Ruyun with the same dissatisfaction.
Shen Ruyun felt a pang of bitterness in her heart and said in a low voice, "I was just a messenger; everything was the princess's idea."
"You!" Yuan Fuling choked on her words; how could she dare to utter a single word against the princess?
Shen Ruyun looked at Song Hengchuan with a wronged expression: "Mother said that Third Sister's marriage will definitely be called off. As for whether Second Sister can win the marriage, it all depends on her ability. Second Sister's life is hanging by a thread. Even if she can't get married, the Zhennan Prince's Mansion will not have an easy time. Now it's a matter of patience."
The old lady was taken aback: "Does the princess really say that?"
Shen Ruyun nodded.
These words made the Grand Madam thoughtful. Judging from the princess's words, she probably hoped that Song Yao would marry into the family. She wondered why the princess would suddenly change her mind and support Song Yao.
Perhaps sensing the Grand Madam's doubts, Shen Ruyun explained, "Mother also said that although she doesn't like my second sister, she doesn't want to see the Princess of Zhennan marry a noblewoman from a high-ranking family."
The old lady's lips twitched upon hearing this. Couldn't she have been a little more tactful?
To put it bluntly, the princess disliked the Princess Consort of Zhennan and deliberately sent Song Yao to annoy her.
After thinking it over, the old lady said with a solemn expression, "Go outside and invite more doctors. Remember to make a big fuss about this."
After thinking for a moment, Yuan Fuling understood.
The man became like this because he saved the Princess of Zhennan. If the Zhennan Prince's Mansion ignores this and gets a reputation for being cold and heartless, who would dare to marry their daughter to them in the future?
This is forcing the Prince of Zhennan's Mansion to compromise.
In the following days, Song Yue had a much more carefree life. In the mornings, she would learn etiquette with Song Huan, and sometimes in the afternoons, she would go for a stroll with Song Huan.
As the two walked down the street, Song Huan held a candied hawthorn in her hand, took a bite, and mumbled, "I just heard many people talking about how the Prince of Zhennan's mansion is cold-blooded and heartless. Not only did they come to break off the engagement, but they also provoked my second sister. Third sister, are you really going to break off the engagement?"
Song Yue nodded; she couldn't be severing all ties with the Prince of Zhennan's mansion.
"Song Yue!"
A sharp scream rang out.
The next second, a long whip lashed out. Before Song Yue could react, a dull pain shot through her cheek, and she looked up in astonishment.
Behind her, a bright young woman in a carriage held a long whip, looking down at her menacingly.
"Third sister!" Song Huan was so frightened by the injury on Song Yue's face that she dropped all the candied hawthorns in her hand and hurriedly took out a handkerchief to cover the blood on Song Yue's face: "Third, third sister, does it hurt?"
Song Yue raised her hand and touched her cheek. Blood flowed down her fair face. She glanced at the person who had come and narrowed her eyes.
Princess Longqing.
The niece of the Princess of Zhennan, and the beloved daughter of the Princess of Qing.
Prince Qing was also the uncle of the Northern Chu Emperor and the eighth son of Emperor Taizu. He was seriously wounded on the battlefield when he was young and lived a secluded life, never participating in the struggle for the change of imperial power.
He was highly respected in the army, and even the Emperor of Northern Chu treated Prince Qing with great respect.
Song Yue was truly surprised that Princess Longqing was here.
"How dare you look down on Cousin Zhao? You think you can act lawlessly just because you have someone backing you up? What kind of person are you? Today I'll teach you a lesson."
The county princess, still furious, raised her whip to strike again, the end of which swiftly and accurately struck Song Yue's shoulder.
Snap!
The skin was torn open and the flesh was ripped open.
Blood and gore.
Song Yue was in so much pain that her face turned deathly pale.
"Third sister!" Song Huan stepped forward to block her, turned around and glared angrily: "Who exactly are you, daring to commit violence in the street!"
Princess Longqing raised her chin arrogantly and said, "Get out of my way, or don't blame me for beating you too."
Song Huan remained motionless, steadfastly protecting Song Yue.
"Ha! Please show some loyalty." Princess Longqing coldly retorted, "Then don't blame me for being impolite."
The whip lashed out again, and Song Huan closed her eyes in fright. Suddenly, Song Yue reached out and grabbed the end of the whip, feeling a burning pain in her palm.
Song Yue shoved Song Huan aside and swiftly moved towards Princess Longqing, grabbing her hand at the base of her thumb and taking the whip away.
Princess Longqing was stunned for a moment, and reached out to snatch it again: "Song Yue, how dare you take my whip? If you don't want to die, give it back quickly."
Enraged, Song Yue raised her long whip and lashed it back without hesitation.
Snap!
Princess Longqing's face turned deathly pale as she glared at Song Yue through gritted teeth: "You dare hit me!"
"Hit me?" Song Yue snorted coldly and slapped the fair cheek of Princess Longqing without any politeness. The pampered princess was no match for Song Yue. She was stunned by the slap, her hair was slightly disheveled, and she was panting heavily. She wanted to fight back, but Song Huan rushed forward and put his arm around Princess Longqing's waist, giving Song Yue time.
"Third sister, let me help you!"
Song Yue lightly waved the long whip in her hand, startling Princess Longqing, who widened her eyes in shock: "You dare!"
"Smack!"
A whip landed mercilessly on Princess Longqing's cheek.
Skin torn open, flesh ripped open, blood splattered everywhere.
Princess Longqing was stunned, then burst into a wail: "My face!"
Everyone was stunned by this scene. How could these three delicate little girls be so ruthless?
By the time the people around Princess Longqing realized something was wrong, the person was already injured. They rushed forward, and Song Yue, gripping her whip, grabbed Song Huan, saying, "Let's go!"
The two turned and ran.
The other side has a large and powerful force; staying will only bring misfortune.
Princess Longqing covered her face and broke down in tears: "My face! Quick, quick, summon the imperial physician!"
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