On the surface, she said this out of concern for Mrs. Sang's instability, but in fact, every word pointed to Sang Wenyin's poverty and filthiness.
Sang Wenyin's accusation was stuck in her throat.
The third lady Sang Wenzhu, who was standing behind Sang Wenhua, had a cold look of pride in her eyes, but she immediately had a perfect moment of sudden enlightenment.
"Hua'er, now that you've said that, I can see clearly! Oh my god! Isn't this Cui Yan, the lowly servant girl beside Sister Yin?"
Cuiyan?
These two words were like a bolt of thunder from the blue sky, exploding suddenly above Sang Wenyin's head.
She froze in place, barely able to breathe.
Sang Wenzhu didn't even look at Sang Wenyin's pale face. She just focused on performing for Madam Sang: "Mother, it's this girl! Sister Yin was so strong-willed back then, willing to commit suicide for the sake of the whole family's reputation. How dare this maid run out and scream like crazy in front of the master?"
Her voice gradually faded, but every word was like a knife, piercing Madam Sang's soft spot. "Mother, today is the third day of the Second Prince's eldest grandson's wedding. How many nobles in the capital are watching! What if they are disturbed and see the old things happening in the mansion being stirred up like this? What kind of rumors will spread? Not only will the Second Prince be upset, but our Sang family's reputation, which has finally been stabilized, will be completely ruined! Daddy is still working in the Ministry of Personnel!"
"Zhu'er is right!" Sang Wenhua immediately responded, "A dead little hoof, you're crazy enough to want to pretend to be the master? You're not worthy! Mother, please don't let this weakness delay the auspicious time. The nobles in the Second Prince's Mansion are waiting!"
The maids and old women waiting around were originally looking at it in confusion, but after hearing what the two young ladies said, their eyes changed instantly when they looked at Sang Wenyin.
The initial slight pity he felt for the crazy woman turned into complete contempt and indifference.
"It's really unlucky that the dead came out to cause trouble..."
"He's probably crazy about being the master..."
"Tsk, don't you even look at yourself..."
The whispers were like little flies, buzzing into Sang Wenyin's ears.
She felt dizzy and everything in front of her became blurry.
She was like a madman, squeezing out all her remaining strength and struggling forward desperately.
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