Chapter 14 was so enjoyable to start reading!
The Song family.
Li Nanke, holding Song Yi's hand, got out of the car at the hanging flower gate in the inner courtyard.
Madam Zhang, the wife of Song, came forward, her gaze sweeping over Song Yi before she took her hand with a worried expression.
“My son, I was so worried about you. When we learned about what happened at the Marquis’s mansion, your father and I were so anxious that we didn’t sleep all night.”
Fortunately, by divine intervention, we escaped unharmed.
Song Yi felt the usual care, and her pale face softened a little.
"I've worried my mother."
"What parent in the world doesn't worry about their child?"
Madam Zhang gave her a reproachful look, then pinched Li Nanke's little face, her face full of affection.
“Our Ke’er must be terrified too. Don’t be afraid, your grandmother loves you.”
"Ouch."
Li Nanke exclaimed in surprise, blinking her big, watery eyes as she hid behind Song Yi's skirt.
Her round little face was on the verge of tears.
"Grandma, you pinched me too hard."
The smile on Zhang's face froze for a moment, but she quickly regained her usual elegance and composure.
"Grandma didn't control her strength well, it won't happen again next time."
Li Nanke held Song Yi's hand, pursed his lips, and remained silent.
Madam Zhang frowned slightly and glanced at Song Yi's clothes again.
Today, Song Yi was dressed completely differently from usual. She wore a light purple jacket with a lilac-purple pleated skirt with a scroll pattern, which made her look slender and her features bright.
She wore no extra jewelry, only a blooming peony by her temple, which made her appear even more pure and innocent, like a lotus emerging from clear water.
Zhang's eyes flickered slightly. "Why didn't Qian Mama come back with you?"
Song Yi subconsciously wanted to speak the truth, but felt her hand being gently tugged by her daughter, and swallowed the words that were on the tip of her tongue.
“When they raided her house yesterday, Qian’s mother was so frightened that she couldn’t get out of bed. I told her to rest at home.”
Madam Zhang cursed, "Useless old hag, the master hasn't even fallen yet, and she's already unable to get up. She can't even get your clothes and jewelry right."
Zhang looked Song Yi up and down and said earnestly, "At your age, dressing too flashy will make others think you are frivolous."
Remember, dignity and composure are the foundation of a woman's life; don't let frivolous behavior ruin your reputation.
Zhang said this to Song Yi countless times, and Song Yi would obediently agree every time.
Zhang spoke very naturally, and was confident that Song Yi would listen to her teachings and even take them as gospel.
She waited with a smile for Song Yi to repent, but was surprised to find that Song Yi did not show the same shameful expression as before.
Instead, her little mouth was slightly open, and she looked at her with a shocked expression.
Zhang frowned and gently squeezed Song Yi's hand.
Her voice rose two decibels, "What are you thinking about? Did you hear what I said?"
Song Yi snapped out of her daze and quickly closed her mouth, which had been agape in shock.
A storm raged in his heart, and he thought to himself that his daughter had received guidance from the fairy grandmother, which was truly remarkable.
The stepmother's words were exactly the same as what her daughter had said earlier in the carriage.
Exactly the same word.
“I heard what my mother said.”
Then what?
Madam Zhang frowned when she didn't receive any repentance.
"I have a newly made gray-brown pleated skirt, which was originally made for your sister. You can take it and change into it first."
Remember what clothes to wear at what age; a dignified and elegant appearance will earn you respect.
After saying this, without waiting for Song Yi's reply, he ordered the maid to bring back the skirt.
She placed another plate of snacks in front of Li Nanke, her face full of affection.
"Ke'er must be hungry, have some snacks."
Li Nanke was indeed hungry. He had just finished his work at the Marquis's residence and hadn't even had breakfast when he was summoned to the Song family.
She didn't stand on ceremony, picked up a snack and started eating, not forgetting to give Song Yi a piece.
"My mother eats it too. The Guanghan cake from my maternal grandparents' house is very delicious."
Song Yi had something on her mind and didn't want to eat, but seeing her daughter eating so happily, she also took a small bite.
The maid quickly returned with a new dress, and Madam Zhang urged Song Yi to change into it.
Song Yi, holding the dress, subconsciously turned to look at her daughter.
Li Nanke jumped off the chair and pointed outside with a smile.
"My aunt is here."
Madam Zhang smiled and said, "Your family had some trouble, and your sister was very worried. She came as soon as she heard you were back."
Li Nanke tilted his head and winked at Song Yi.
Song Yi remembered what her daughter had said in the carriage, and her heart calmed down.
He took two steps forward and handed the grayish-brown dress directly to Song Hui.
"This is for you, my sister."
Upon hearing that Song Yi had taken her daughter back to her parents' home, Song Hui hurriedly returned to inquire about the situation.
As soon as I entered, Song Yi handed me a piece of clothing.
He glanced at the color of the clothes and a hint of disdain flashed in his eyes.
Song Yi is still the same incompetent fool; she can't even pick out her own clothes.
"I'm the one who..."
Madam Zhang interrupted her with a smile, "Your sister's clothes didn't fit today, so I gave her the clothes I made for you first."
He then winked at his daughter.
Song Hui immediately realized what was going on and said with a smile, "Since it's been given to you, sister, just put it on. Why should we sisters be so fussy about this?"
Song Yi shook her head and handed the clothes over again.
“This outfit was a gift from my husband. Today, my husband is to be flogged, and I am wearing this outfit to pray for his well-being. I cannot change it.”
My mother said this dress is very beautiful, so I won't take it from her and will give it to my younger sister.
Li Nanke clapped his hands with a smile and pointed to Song Hui's clothes.
"My maternal grandmother said that my mother shouldn't dress too provocatively at her age. My aunt is the same age as my mother, so why does she dress so provocatively?"
"You should quickly put on the clothes Grandma made. Grandma said the gray-brown color is elegant and dignified. It's such a beautiful dress; you'll look great in it, Auntie."
Song Yi then noticed Song Hui's clothes.
Today, Song Hui wore a red and gold-trimmed jacket with apricot-colored floral skirt, which was completely different from the Song Hui's usual attire.
Song Hui's expression froze.
I made a mistake; I forgot to pretend in front of Song Yi.
In the past, in order to coax Song Yi into dressing in an old-fashioned way to highlight her own beauty, she would occasionally dress in an old-fashioned way at home.
Over the years, accompanying her husband on his assignments to other places, she had gotten used to dressing up nicely and had momentarily forgotten about it.
Song Yi frowned, her face serious.
"Sister, your clothes today are too bright and make you look frivolous and undignified. You should change them quickly."
Song Hye...
What's so beautiful about it?
She was only in her early twenties, the perfect age to wear bright and colorful clothes.
But this cannot be said directly.
Song Hui twitched the corners of her mouth. "I was in a hurry to leave today and didn't have time to pick out an outfit. Let's leave it at that. We sisters need to talk things out."
Song Yi bit her lip and subconsciously looked at her daughter again.
What I just said was taught to me by my daughter on the carriage.
She has mustered a lot of courage to keep saying these words. What should she do next?
Li Nanke looked up at Madam Zhang with a puzzled expression.
“When Mother’s clothes are not suitable, Grandmother immediately makes Mother change them. Now Aunt’s clothes are not suitable either.”
Why won't Grandma let Auntie change? Is it because you don't love Auntie?
Zhang's family...
How was she supposed to respond to what that brat said?
Let your biological daughter change; that grayish-brown dress really doesn't look good.
Let's not change it. She used to say that gray-brown was dignified and elegant, and looked good in it.
Who would have thought that after deceiving Song Yi for over twenty years, he would now find himself caught in the trap?
Zhang couldn't figure it out for a moment, so she gritted her teeth and gave Song Hui a meaningful look.
Song Hui understood her mother's meaning, and could only go to the inner room with a dark face to change into that gray-brown dress.
Then he came out and spoke to Song Yi, his words immediately tinged with a probing tone.
"When they raided your house, you must have been terrified, right? Why did you think of having the Prince of Xuan verify the handwriting of the love poem he wrote to you?"
Who was so kind as to give you this advice, sister? How did you know that Prince Xuan would definitely save the Marquis's mansion?
Song Yi's hand holding the teacup trembled slightly.
Ah, this...
She knows the answer to this question!
Kerr had already told her that in the car.
Song Yi suddenly felt like she was taking an open-book exam when she was a child, with her teacher giving her a random test.
So refreshing!
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