Chapter 53, and it's that line again.
Looking at the Zhang family member who had lowered her stance, Song Yi felt a mix of complex emotions welling up inside her.
There was grievance, frustration, sadness, and above all, heartbreak.
Her father was busy with official duties, so before she got married, she spent most of her time in the inner quarters of the house and spent more time with her stepmother, Madam Zhang.
She had never met her birth mother since childhood, but she was truly close to Zhang Shi and regarded Zhang Shi as her mother.
But what she experienced these past few days has deeply hurt her.
Looking back now, if her biological father almost beat her to death, how much more so her stepmother, Zhang Shi?
Song Yi lowered her eyes to hide the emotions in them.
"The kindness you showed me since I was little? Ask yourself honestly, how much of your affection for me was genuine?"
Zhang was so upset that she burst into tears.
"From childhood to adulthood, I have never lacked you in terms of food, clothing, or daily necessities, so of course I am truly sincere towards you."
A mocking smile curled at the corner of Song Yi's lips.
"Really? I don't believe it."
A dark glint flashed in Zhang's eyes. In her mind, Song Yi hadn't come from her womb, and since she hadn't beaten or abused Song Yi, Song Yi should be grateful to her.
She naturally dared not say these words aloud, and could only lower her head and cry in grievance.
“I already know I was wrong. Today’s events were all my fault for being confused for a moment. I felt I had lost face in the government office and wanted your father to help me save some face.”
If you won't forgive me, I... I'd rather just kill myself.
She cried and pretended to bang her head against the wall.
He was grabbed by Vice Minister Song, who angrily rebuked Song Yi with a dark face.
"We, as your parents, have already sincerely apologized to you. What more do you want? Do you really want to drive your mother to her death before you're satisfied?"
He pointed at Song Yi and angrily cursed, "Don't you think about it? If you really end up with a reputation for driving your stepmother to her death, how good will your reputation be?"
Song Yi's knuckles turned white as she gripped her skirt, and tears streamed down her face.
She did nothing wrong, yet she still had to bear her father's blame, while the person who did something wrong could escape blame by crying and making a fuss.
That's so unfair!
Song Yi was both angry and heartbroken, and couldn't help but vomit blood again.
"Mother."
Li Nanke held her arm, her face full of worry.
He tiptoed and used his sleeve to wipe away the bloodstains from Song Yi.
Song Yi held Li Nanke's small hand, shook her head slightly, and indicated that she was alright.
The warmth from her daughter's palms traveled from her fingertips to her body, like sunshine, instantly dispelling the chill.
Song Yi raised her hand to wipe the blood from the corner of her mouth, her face streaked with tears, and looked coldly at Minister Song.
"Since you are sincerely apologizing, then please also write a letter of repentance."
"What did you say? You bastard, you actually want us to write a letter of repentance? We are your parents!"
"Can't parents repent?"
Song Yi stopped crying at some point and quietly watched Minister Song and Madam Zhang.
Her swollen eyes held a cold, questioning look.
"If you are truly apologizing, then writing a letter of repentance will show your sincerity. If you are not truly apologizing, then why do you expect me to truly forgive you?"
"Madam, there's no need to threaten to kill yourself by forcing me to say 'I forgive you.' It's as if I'm the one who drove you to your death if I don't."
"You...you wretched girl!"
"Even a wretched daughter like me was born of my father. Shouldn't he reflect on his own actions for giving birth to such a wretched daughter?"
Li Nanke looked at Song Yi with sparkling eyes, wishing he could jump up and kiss her hard.
Mother is no longer afraid, and she even knows how to fight back.
Very good!
She took Song Yi's hand and echoed her questions to Minister Song and Madam Zhang.
"Yes, Grandfather, if you and Grandmother sincerely apologize, shouldn't you write a letter of repentance?"
If you refuse to write, then you're not being sincere. Why are you forcing my mother to forgive you?
"My maternal grandfather, as the Vice Minister of Rites, doesn't even understand the principle that an apology should be sincere. Do you think His Majesty understands this?"
"Oh dear, Your Highness is here..."
here we go again!
It's that line again!
All Song could hear in his ears was Li Nanke's crisp, clear voice asking, "Does His Majesty know?" "Oh dear, the Prince is here; His Majesty will soon find out."
Damn it, couldn't she have said something different?
Is all she knows how to use Prince Xuan and His Majesty to pressure him?
Song Shilang felt his anger surge to the top of his head, and his vision blurred, but he gritted his teeth and persevered.
You mustn't faint, or things will get worse.
Right now, the only thing to do is get rid of these people as soon as possible.
He leaned on the table, panting heavily, and glared at Madam Zhang.
"What are you standing there for? Go write a letter of repentance."
Zhang stared wide-eyed in disbelief.
"You...you want me to write a letter of repentance? Do you know what writing a letter of repentance means?"
This means that her embezzlement of Song Yi's dowry has been completely confirmed, and once it gets out, her reputation will be ruined.
Minister Song was well aware of this, but there was no other way at the moment.
We must get rid of King Xuan and Wei Yan first, and then we can deal with the rest later.
He glared fiercely at Zhang, the veins on his neck throbbing with anger, like an angry frog.
“If you’ve done something wrong, you have to admit it. Go and write it down, or the Song family won’t have a daughter-in-law like you.”
Zhang was filled with resentment, so much so that she almost felt like vomiting blood.
But he could only endure it and write a letter of repentance with trembling hands.
Li Nanke tiptoed over the table and, seeing that Zhang was about to put down her pen, quickly and considerately reminded her.
"Please sign your name here."
"You don't have to sign, you can just leave a stamp."
Zhang was so angry that she almost fell headfirst onto the table.
That brat, is she being treated like a prisoner? She even had to sign and put her fingerprint on it!
"Oh dear, if Grandmother doesn't sign, won't she deny it later? The Prince and Lord Wei are watching."
Zhang had no choice but to grit her teeth and sign her name on the toothpick.
Li Nanke's eyes lit up, and he immediately picked up the still-wet ink of the letter of repentance, turned around and ran back to Song Yi's side.
His voice was loud and clear.
"Mother, look! It's a letter of repentance written by my maternal grandmother."
Song Yi took it, her hands trembling violently.
My eyes welled up with tears again.
Father may not have been unaware of what Zhang was doing; he was just pretending not to know.
Now that he's encountered someone with higher power and status than him, he can no longer pretend to be confused.
But all of this was brought about by her daughter.
It was Ke'er who was protecting her.
Song Yi clutched the letter of repentance, crying and trembling all over.
Minister Song tried hard to suppress his anger, but the wounds on his back from the broken porcelain shards hurt even more.
"Is this alright now? The apology has been made, the letter of repentance has been written, and Lord Wei and the Prince have witnessed it."
If there's nothing else, please leave.
Wei Yan looked at Shen Cong.
Shen Cong leaned back in his chair, his cloak draped around him, holding a hand warmer, and remained motionless as if he were asleep.
He shrugged, unable to fathom Shen Cong's meaning, and could only look at Li Nanke.
He came after receiving a report from the Marquis of Anping's residence, so of course he had to ask the victim's opinion.
“Miss Li, now that your mother has been found, I shall take my leave.”
Li Nanke smiled sweetly, revealing a pair of dimples.
"Thank you, sir. You are truly a good official."
Wei Yan smiled as he received yet another "Good Official Card" and prepared to leave.
Song Yi, who was still crying, stood up shakily.
"Lord Wei, please wait..."
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