Chapter 612 How can you be worthy of calling me your sister?
As soon as Song Yanxi entered the courtyard, she heard a cry, "Baozhu, my sweetheart, if you die, how will I live?"
She couldn't help but raise her eyebrows, "Uncle Zhong, are they setting up a stage to perform at home?"
The housekeeper beside him couldn't help but blush when he heard this and said, "Miss, you are joking. It's not a festival, what kind of opera is this?"
Uncle Zhong is an old man who has been serving the old Marquis and his wife since the establishment of the Yongchuan Marquisate. He has been following Yan Qing since the two elders passed away.
In this marquis's mansion, he is one of the few people who treats them sincerely and hopes that they and their mother will have a good life.
It was natural that he looked down on Lian Niang, who had been raised outside, and her two children.
In his words, she was just a concubine who was not worthy of being in public and could only use those seductive means to seduce her master.
Now, even if she managed to get into the house by taking advantage of a loophole, the servants would inevitably call her Madam, but he would still look down on her.
And the two children she gave birth to, they didn't know how to stand or sit properly, how could they behave like the young masters and young ladies of a marquis's mansion?
If you don't know, you might think that their mansion is a place where all kinds of people can come, which would make you a laughing stock.
Uncle Zhong led Song Yanxi inside and said in a low voice, "The eldest lady shouldn't have come back."
Song Yanxi smiled and said, "The Yongchuan Marquis Mansion is where I used to live. Anyway, I should come back and take a look."
The words "I've lived here before" made Uncle Zhong's eyes red. "Miss, you..."
The sudden cry from inside the house interrupted his words.
Uncle Zhong was a little annoyed and gritted his teeth and said, "Miss, please wait a moment. I will be back soon."
Song Yanxi stopped him and said, "Uncle Zhong, I came here to buy some makeup for Miss Song. Please take me there."
Uncle Zhong felt even more distressed when he heard this.
Song Baozhu is just the daughter of a concubine, how can she deserve to be called Miss Song?
His wife and daughter have really been wronged.
Uncle Zhong wiped his eyes, made a quick gesture of invitation, and said, "I'll be waiting outside the door. If you need anything, just call me."
Through a door, Lian Niang listened to the noise outside and couldn't help but grit her teeth.
She cursed softly, "This old man has two faces in front of people and behind their backs."
Song Baozhu was so angry that she said, "I am now the legitimate daughter of the Marquis' Mansion. Song Yanxi has already severed ties with her father. Why do you still call her a young lady?"
The more she thought about it, the angrier she became. She wanted to say something else, but Lian Niang slapped her hard in the face.
"Mom..." Song Baozhu covered her face with her hands, tears falling uncontrollably.
She asked in a trembling voice, "It's that old man who can't recognize who his master is. If you want to hit someone, you should hit him. Why hit me?"
"Shut up!" Lian Niang shouted coldly, her well-maintained face full of disappointment.
You're already at the door, yet you're still shouting so loudly, are you afraid that others can't hear you?
She has been smart all her life, how could she give birth to such a fool!
If Song Huai'en had not already been drained of his body by alcohol and sex, and the doctor had not asserted that he would never have children, she would have found a way to have two or three more children.
If one or two isn't enough, one out of three or five will eventually succeed.
Even if Song Huai'en's offspring is not good, at worst she can pick a good one, and at least she will have someone to rely on in the future.
It also saves me from having to take care of this useless son and daughter, worrying about them endlessly and having to clean up their messes all the time!
Thinking of this, Lian Niang felt very nauseous.
She listened to the footsteps outside and said angrily, "You bastard, is this how I taught you to talk?
Your Uncle Zhong is an old man who served your grandfather. Even the Marquis treated him politely. How could a junior like you have the right to criticize him?
Song Baozhu: "Mom, just now it was clearly..."
"Shut up!" Lian Niang interrupted her, unable to bear it any longer. "How could I have given birth to a daughter as stupid as a pig like you?"
She reached out and pinched Song Baozhu's waist hard, whispering, "Cry louder!"
The severe pain came and Song Baozhu burst into tears without time to think.
The sound was so loud that it made people want to lift the tiles off the roof.
Seeing that the time was almost right, Lian Niang said sharply, "You silly child, I just said a few words to you, why are you so upset?
If you die, what will happen to your father and I?"
Song Baozhu was pinched hard on the waist by her several times, and tears fell down her face. Before she could react, she was hugged in her arms.
Lian Niang leaned close to her ear and whispered, "The louder you cry, the better. Let your father see how his beloved daughter bullies others by taking advantage of her power."
Song Baozhu's eyes suddenly lit up, and she pinched her thigh fiercely again, crying, "I won't live anymore!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the door was pushed open.
Song Yanxi looked down at the mother and daughter who were crying in each other's arms, and the corners of her lips curled slightly, "Miss Song, have you really thought it through?"
Song Baozhu looked up at her, tears in her eyes filled with hatred, "What did you think of?"
After she finished speaking, she suddenly realized what was happening and angrily asked, "Are you cursing me to death?"
Before Song Yanxi could speak, Uncle Zhong said sullenly, "It was Miss Song herself who was yelling that she didn't want to live. What does this have to do with our eldest lady?"
When Song Baozhu heard him talking about our eldest lady, she was so angry that she burst into tears.
She opened her mouth to question, but was stopped by Lian Niang's eyes.
After making sure that she understood what she meant and would not say anything nonsense, Lian Niang looked at Song Yanxi and said with a forced smile, "The princess is back."
She stood up slowly, raised her hand to lift the hair by her ears, and her every move was full of charm.
At first glance, her figure doesn't look like that of someone who has given birth to a pair of children.
No wonder she came from a small family, but was able to win Song Huai'en's heart and keep him firmly in her hands for so many years.
If they had not been blinded by gold and silver years ago and fallen in love with the young man in Changchun Garden, the father and son would probably not have had the opportunity to hang out in brothels every day.
Seeing that Song Yanxi was just staring at her without saying anything, Lian Niang couldn't help but feel secretly happy.
So what if she is a princess? She is still not favored by the marquis. Even her mother is a waste who can't win over her husband.
She was certainly not a stunning beauty, but when it came to dealing with men, Yan was no match for her.
Lian Niang pressed down the corners of her lips and was about to speak when she heard Song Yanxi ask, "Even if you are seeking death, there is neither white silk nor poison in this room. Is Miss Song planning to run into death headfirst?"
Lian Niang's expression changed, and she said dryly, "Your sister was really upset just now. Fortunately, I stopped her in time."
Song Baozhu blurted out: "Who is her sister!"
As soon as she finished speaking, her expression changed instantly and her tears fell even harder.
Not missing Lian Niang's quickly withdrawn hand, Song Yanxi said coldly, "Miss Song is right, I am indeed not her sister."
"Look at you kid, why..."
"How can a mere daughter born to a concubine be worthy of being called my sister?"
With just one sentence, the mother and daughter's expressions changed instantly.
Lian Niang asked coldly, "If you don't recognize Baozhu, why did you come back?"
Uncle Zhong said, "The eldest lady came back this time to add some makeup to Miss Baozhu."
When these words came out, Song Baozhu's eyes suddenly widened, and she subconsciously said: "This is impossible, how could she be so kind?"
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