Emerald Villa is not far from Kyoto. Song Tangxue thought about her previous life and realized it was just a boring banquet in high society.
A group of upper-class ladies gathered together to gossip and play some outdated games. Song Tangxue listlessly tossed the invitation aside: "I'm not going. It's so boring."
Song Tangxue didn't intend to waste time; she had many things to do.
After reading for most of the morning, Song Tangxue closed her eyes to relieve the soreness.
"Miss, the weather is lovely outside today, why don't you go for a walk?" Haitang suggested, lifting the window lattice to look outside, worried that Song Tangxue might get bored.
Song Tangxue nodded: "That's fine."
Stepping outside, the sun shone warmly on my skin.
She hadn't walked more than a few steps when she saw a girl in a pink dress and adorned with a hairpin walking towards her. Song Tangli smiled gently and said, "What a coincidence, sister?"
Plum Garden is somewhat secluded; if you don't intentionally seek it out, you won't find anyone there at all. Song Tangxue chose to stay here precisely because of its tranquility.
Song Tangxue was too lazy to expose her, so she just quietly watched what kind of trick she was going to play.
Looking at that stunningly beautiful face, which seemed to be blessed by the heavens even without makeup, Song Tangli took a deep breath.
What good is being good-looking if no one appreciates it?
"Sister, what should you wear to the banquet tomorrow? Do you want me to lend you an outfit? After all, you're representing the Song family, so don't embarrass them." Song Tangli's maid, Hongguo, took out a familiar invitation.
Haitang's gaze was complicated, as if she were looking at a fool.
Isn't this the same invitation that the young lady dismissed this morning?
Seeing Hongguo carefully holding the invitation, as if afraid of wrinkling it even a little bit, Song Tangli's eyes flickered slightly.
Hongguo obsequiously handed over the invitation, looking at Song Tangxue with an arrogant gaze, her nostrils flared, and she snorted coldly: "Miss, have you forgotten? The eldest young lady has never attended these banquets."
"That's true. How could a country bumpkin like me be invited? Those who hold banquets would find it embarrassing. Only true ladies from noble families would be invited."
Song Tangli was pleased with Hongguo's flattery and held the invitation with a smile, afraid that Song Tangxue might not see it clearly.
"Take her away and give her a beating." Song Tangxue coldly looked at Hongguo. A lowly maid who dared to speak disrespectfully to the eldest daughter of the main family deserved to die a thousand times over.
The servants exchanged bewildered glances as Song Tangxue's gaze slowly swept over them, sending a chill down their spines: "What? Can't I order you around?"
The servants exchanged glances, then rushed forward and grabbed the struggling Hongguo.
Hongguo went from being fearless to being terrified: "I am the Second Miss's personal maid, how dare you!"
Song Tangxue: "Gag her."
Hongguo's mouth was covered, and she sobbed as she cast a pleading look at Song Tangli, who frowned.
"Stop!" At the critical moment, Madam Song shouted a halt, and the servants released Hongguo, who scrambled to hide behind Song Tangli.
Song's mother strode over aggressively: "Song Tangxue, what kind of trouble are you causing now? Ali came to ask you out of kindness, how can you be so heartless?"
Everyone is like this: once she has a conflict with Song Tangli, she is always the one who is wrong, and the first choice in their hearts is always the weak Song Tangli.
Song Tangxue curled her lips into a self-deprecating smile, quickly concealing her vulnerable expression: "Mother, Hongguo spoke rudely to me, even insulting me. As the legitimate daughter of the Song family, am I not even allowed to punish a maid?"
Mother Song frowned, looking at Hongguo, wanting to ask if this was really the case.
"Everyone here heard that. Does the Song family intend to let a maid climb over the head of her master?" Song Tangxue rebuked calmly.
Hongguo seemed to finally realize the seriousness of the matter, and knelt down with a thud, tears streaming down her face: "Miss, I know I was wrong, please forgive me this time!"
Each kowtow struck the hearts of the crowd.
Mother Song: "Alright, this maid didn't do it on purpose, let's leave it at that."
Hongguo grew up alongside Song Tangli since she was little, and Song's mother also felt sorry for her.
Song Tangxue had no intention of letting her off the hook: "If saying sorry is all it takes, then is there no law in this world? Cover her mouth and drag her away!"
Seeing that Madam Song's face was cold but she didn't stop them, the servants mustered their courage and dragged the howling red fruit down.
In this matter, Song's mother was in the wrong. A maid is the lowest in the household; how could she offend her master?
Song Tangxue watched Hongguo walk away in her white dress with a leisurely air: "Haitang, go and check on Hongguo tonight."
She was worried that Song's mother and others were faking it, so she asked Haitang to check. Song's mother's face turned even uglier, and she glared at Song Tangxue.
Song Tangxue chuckled: "As for this invitation, I originally didn't want to go. After all, it's crowded and noisy, and I prefer peace and quiet. I've never participated before."
"Since my half-sister has personally invited me, I naturally cannot refuse you. I will go with you tomorrow."
"You don't need to worry about clothes, half-sister. Your jewelry comes from my shop. I have no shortage of silks and satins. If you need anything, you can ask your elder sister."
Song Tangxue kept referring to Song Tangli as her half-sister and legitimate sister, completely suppressing her status. Song Tangli's face turned pale, but she dared not refute her.
Because that's the truth.
After this incident, Song Tangxue no longer had the leisure to go out for a walk and turned back to her room.
Song Tangli clenched her teeth. Her mother felt sorry for her and said, "Dress up nicely tomorrow. Song Tangli is really too shrewish. It's good that she goes to the banquet so that people can see what kind of person she is."
Song Tangli nodded, her voice choked with sobs, a deep hatred flashing in her eyes.
Looking back at the tightly closed courtyard gate, she said, "Aren't you going to a banquet? I'll show you that a young lady raised in a prestigious family is not as good as a country bumpkin like you!"
Song Tangli's dark thoughts kept churning.
The next morning, Haitang pulled Song Tangxue out of bed early and tried on several sets of clothes.
"They're all so beautiful, I can't choose one."
Song Tangxue rested her chin on her hand and casually pointed to one of the pieces: "This one will do, it matches my earrings from yesterday perfectly."
Haitang happily agreed and helped Song Tangxue wash up and put on makeup.
Staring blankly at her young mistress, Song Tangxue smiled and tapped her nose: "Little Begonia, are you dumbfounded?"
Haitang blushed slightly: "Miss is so beautiful."
The carriage from the Song family stopped at the entrance of the cave. Song Tangxue got into the carriage, saw Song Tangli who was obviously dressed up carefully, and raised her eyebrows and smiled.
The carriage slowly arrived at the entrance of Emerald Manor.
Song Tangli stepped confidently from the carriage, wearing a yellow brocade robe embroidered with hibiscus flowers and a trailing pink gauze skirt. Her oval face was delicate and fair, as serene as a lotus emerging from the water.
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