Feng Mo gave her a scrutinizing look, then stepped inside.
"No need for such formalities."
Seeing that he wasn't even looking at her, Rong Yiyi's eyes dimmed, and she cried even harder, "Sister, you hit me, it hurts so much..."
Rong Qingqing got goosebumps all over. She resisted the urge to rub her arms and said with deep remorse, "Ah, Yiyi, I'm so sorry. If only I had eyes in the back of my head, I definitely wouldn't have hit you. But really, how could you rush at me like that? It was so dangerous! Luckily, it only hit your shoulder. If it had hit your face, then..."
Rong Yiyi suddenly felt a sharp pain in her face, and her sobbing finally stopped.
Feng Mo paused slightly.
What if you grew eyes on the back of your head...?
For some reason, he suddenly couldn't help but laugh.
Rong Qingqing's way of speaking is really...
Madam Rong glanced at Feng Mo with some surprise, then lifted the covers and tried to get out of bed.
"I am unwell and have failed to greet you properly. I hope the Third Prince will forgive me."
Seeing this, Feng Mo stepped forward to stop her, saying, "The old lady is not feeling well, there's no need for such formalities."
Madam Rong herself didn't actually intend to perform the ceremony; she was just going through the motions.
Moreover, Qingqing had been jilted by him, and she harbored many grievances against him, but she dared not show them because of his status.
Her gaze swept over Chen Shi, who was lying motionless on the ground, and she said to Feng Mo, "Such a disgraceful thing has happened in the family, I'm sorry to have made the Third Prince laugh at us." Then, she looked at Rong Yiyi and scolded her, "Yiyi, how could you bring the Third Prince here? Quickly invite the Third Prince to the front hall for tea."
“But my mother…” Rong Yiyi stopped crying this time and squatted down next to Chen Shi. When she saw that the dress on Chen Shi’s back was stained red, anger flashed in her eyes.
"She ordered her servants to mistreat me, and I only punished her with a cane. Was that wrong?" Old Madam Rong looked at her with a sullen face.
She had never liked this granddaughter.
It wasn't because she was born to Chen, but because this granddaughter was scheming and two-faced, which made her dislike her.
Rong Yiyi clenched her fingers. She knew, of course, that the old woman didn't like her, but so what?
She has parents who love and pamper her, isn't that much better than Rong Qingqing?
“Grandmother, please don’t listen to the words of those petty people. Mother has always respected and been filial to you. During the time you were ill, she took care of you without taking her time. How could she possibly mistreat you? Please see the truth, Grandmother!”
Upon hearing this, Rong Qingqing almost couldn't hold back her laughter.
Rong Yiyi really knows how to lie through her teeth!
Madam Chen hated the old lady to the core, and Rong Yiyi, as her daughter, naturally felt the same way. How could she not know Madam Chen's plan to harm the old lady? Yet, she could still say such things at this moment, which was truly remarkable!
"Only you would believe that," Old Madam Rong retorted without giving her any face, then said meaningfully, "It seems that you and your daughter have a deep-seated prejudice against me. Fine, take your mother back to rest. You know what you've done, so I don't need to point it out to you one by one."
Rong Yiyi paused, then said aggrievedly, "Grandmother, we didn't..."
"I told you, you know perfectly well whether it's true or not. Go on, I need to rest. Don't cry and whine here." Old Madam Rong closed her eyes, not wanting to look at her even once more.
Rong Qingqing sighed and said to Rong Yiyi, "Yiyi, you should help Aunt Chen back to get her medicine. Although I'm not very strong and didn't use much force, fifty blows have probably already left her with raw flesh."
Is she weak?
Rong Yiyi clenched her fists instantly.
Feng Mo also glanced at Rong Qingqing with a sidelong look.
Even with little strength, can you make someone bleed?
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