Madam Bo also knew that she was in a hurry to put down Jiang Yao, which is why she gave Song Shi the handle to use against her.
It's already a miracle that the Jiang family didn't report this to the censor; even if Madam Song acts arrogantly, she has to put up with it.
Both officials' wives had their own agendas, and for a time, they appeared to be more harmonious than ever before.
When Madam Song went to Jiang Yao's courtyard, she advised her not to go against Madam Bo in the future.
"As a daughter-in-law, you should give in to what you should give in, and yield to what you should yield to. How can you fight and argue with your mother-in-law all the time?"
"You never listened to me before, now you know what's what, right? Your mother-in-law is your mother-in-law, she has plenty of ways to deal with you, like Lianxiang and Lianyu right now. If you had a good relationship with your mother-in-law, why would she have to send two lowly concubines to slap you in the face?"
"You'll only have a bad ending if you fight with her, do you hear me?"
Seeing Jiang Yao lying on the bed silently weeping, Song Shi reached out and slapped her on the waist.
"Did you hear me?!"
With a "whoosh," Jiang Yao suddenly raised her face. Madam Song was startled and could not believe that the woman in front of her, who hadn't combed her hair for days, was dirty and disheveled, with her hairpins in disarray, her eyes red and swollen from crying, and her gaze wild, was the daughter she had carefully raised.
"mother!"
"I have never hated the Madam!"
"I hate Yulang! I hate Yulang so much... Waaaaaah, he betrayed me, he wronged me..."
"You bastard! You heartless, despicable man, he actually lied to me..."
She cried her heart out, tears streaming down her face, and pounded the bed in a mixture of hatred and pain.
"My life, my life... Mother, I've suffered so much, I've suffered so much..."
Mrs. Song was terrified. "What did he do to you? Did he hit you? Where did he hit you, you bastard? I'm going to settle the score with him—"
Song was furious. She had just told Jiang Shuwan that Pei Lingyu had a good temper and that he didn't fight back when Jiang Yao hit him.
“He didn’t hit me, he lied to me, he said I was the only woman he would ever have in his life.”
He said I was the love of his life!
He said he wanted to be with me for life!
He said he loves no one but me!
Jiang Yao roared in agony.
Song: "…………"
She went over and touched Jiang Yao's forehead. "You don't have a fever, why are you talking nonsense..."
"Mother! Even you think I'm going crazy?"
Jiang Yao was so angry she was about to vomit blood. She grabbed Song Shi's hand, her expression agitated, "Mother, shouldn't I blame him? He lied to me, he lied to me..."
"Don't be silly, he's the young master, the title of the Earl is hereditary, he's the sole heir of the Earl's family, how could he only have you as his wife?"
"Mother!" Jiang Yao didn't expect Song Shi to say such a thing.
“Silly child, you should be content. At his age, it’s already good that you are his only wife. Haven’t you seen how other noblemen stuff all sorts of concubines, fragrant or foul, from brothels and kilns, into their homes? Some even keep virgin actors and actresses. That’s real chaos.”
"If it weren't for your self-destructive behavior, constantly arguing with the Madam, Lianxiang and Lianyu might not even have been qualified to enter the manor. I investigated your two concubines before your marriage; they have no looks, no family background, and no talent. Now they don't even have the rank of a lowly concubine. Don't worry, no one in the entire manor can surpass you..."
Song comforted Jiang Yao, but Jiang Yao looked completely incredulous.
"mother!"
"What did you say?"
"Yulang has two concubines?"
Why didn't you tell me this before?
She forgot all about her tears, sat up abruptly in bed, and looked anxiously at Madam Song.
"It's nothing unusual, it's not a big deal."
Madam Song frowned, wondering what Jiang Yao was concerned about.
"Let alone aristocratic families, even families with a little money would arrange for a head maid to help the young master with his affairs when he reached his teens..."
“Pei Yanzhi doesn’t have it, he doesn’t…”
"How can you compare your son-in-law to the heir? The heir is a genius who passed the imperial examination at the age of ten. He is the last disciple of the Chancellor of the Imperial Academy. Anyone who dares to distract him with a woman will have his legs broken by Madam Pei!"
Jiang Yao was completely bewildered.
Is Pei Yanzhi really that amazing?
Even the area around him is so clean?
No, no, no, that's not right...
Pei Yanzhi's reputation is entirely undeserved; he didn't even achieve the top scholar title...
However, he is indeed very clean, and he doesn't have a maidservant to this day.
Jiang Yao felt a tightness in her chest, as if a stone was stuck there.
"Mother, you knew about Yulang's concubine before the marriage, why didn't you tell me?"
Her eyes were brimming with tears, and she looked incredibly wronged.
"It's not a big deal, what's there to talk about? Besides, he's been married to that noblewoman for almost a month now, does it matter if he has a concubine or not?"
"..."
"………………"
Jiang Yao was stunned for a moment, then laughed until tears streamed down her face.
"Yes, he was already married, so what difference does it make if he has one concubine or two?"
After she finished speaking, she stared blankly at the bright red brocade quilt with mandarin ducks beneath her.
This brocade quilt was made by an embroiderer when she got married. The embroidery was exquisite and the color was perfect. She liked it very much, and her husband liked it too. He said that the red quilt made her skin look even whiter than snow, and he loved to be intimate with her on the red quilt.
Since ancient times, every woman has a set of red quilts when she gets married. I imagine that even noble ladies have them, and they too once shared a red quilt with their handsome husbands, and went to Wushan together.
so.
What is she being so dramatic about?
Does she really want those two vile women, Lianyu and Lianxiang, to climb all over her before she's satisfied?
Thinking about it, Jiang Yao looked around. Her aunt disliked her, and the courtyard she was given was only so-so.
I heard that Lianxiang and Lianyu's courtyards are about the same size as hers, and the Madam even rewarded them with a lot of rouge and face powder...
Is she really going to give in to the old witch?
But.
In her previous life, the old witch was clearly very kind to Jiang Shuwan...
Both are legitimate daughters of the Jiang family, and she is the most talented woman in the capital. Why is it that the aunt treats Jiang Shuwan better than her...?
"mother!"
"I'm not reconciled!"
"What exactly is wrong with me compared to Jiang Shuwan? What exactly is wrong with me compared to her?!"
The air above the Earl's mansion was filled with Jiang Yao's unwilling screams.
On the other side.
Jiang Shuwan packed up and went to the Song residence.
The Marquis's residence was located in the area frequented by noble families, while the Song family, who were merchants, lived quite far away. It took the carriage almost half an hour to arrive.
“Miss, the road in front of the Song residence is under construction. Please be careful. I will help you.”
Jiang Shuwan helped Qingxing down from the carriage. The ground was muddy, and their carriage left a trail as it passed by.
There was still a carriage track on the muddy ground, leading all the way to the gate of the Song Mansion.
Are there guests at the Song residence today?
Jiang Shuwan raised her head slightly.
The tire tracks were still fresh, so the guests must have just arrived.
The backyard of the Song family mansion.
Song Yi had just returned from the Treasure Pavilion when he saw his elderly mother carrying a bowl of medicine out of his father's room.
He glanced at it; the medicine was plentiful, but untouched.
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