Chapter 241 What does "burden" mean?
Traveling a thousand miles.
The maid's face paled for a moment.
The surrounding people whispered among themselves, and the way they looked at the maid changed.
False accusation is a serious crime!
Meng Shilan took a step forward; though her figure was slender, her aura was as imposing as a mountain.
"Your young lady is of noble birth, but what about you, a mere servant? Does your life not matter?"
His voice wasn't loud, but his eyes were fixed on hers.
"Is it worth sacrificing your entire life for a personal grudge against your master?"
Song Jiyun lived under the roof of the Duke of England, and the maids around her were all assigned to her by Old Madam Zhou.
Therefore, although she was Song Jiyun's maid, she was actually a servant of the Duke of Ying's mansion.
She had never seen this maid before.
However, none of the maids chosen by Madam Zhou were foolish.
"Um?"
With a soft "hmm," the maid seemed to be jolted awake; her legs went weak, and she almost couldn't stand.
yes.
No matter how much Madam Zhou doted on Miss Song, Miss Meng was still the mistress of the house after she entered the family.
Just as tensions were about to rise...
From outside the crowd came a delicate, frail voice, perfectly timed so that everyone could hear it.
"Ahem... Which ignorant girl has disturbed Sister Meng here?"
The crowd automatically parted to form a path.
Song Jiyun was dressed in an elegant white dress, her face was pale, her eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and she was being supported by another maid. She looked extremely sickly.
As soon as she arrived, she took the initiative and gently reprimanded the troublemaking maid.
"Cui'er, I just ate some greasy food last night and have a bit of an upset stomach. How did you end up here?"
"Hurry up and apologize to Sister Meng!"
The maid named Cui'er felt as if she had been granted a pardon and immediately knelt down, kowtowing repeatedly to Meng Shilan.
"It's my fault, I deserve to die! It's my fault, I deserve to die! I was so anxious when I saw that you were in pain, and I offended you, Miss Meng. Please, have mercy on me!"
The master and servant, working in tandem, instantly transformed a meticulously planned false accusation into a misunderstanding stemming from a loyal servant's eagerness to protect his master.
Meng Shilan sneered inwardly, but remained outwardly calm, instead revealing a perfectly appropriate hint of concern.
"So it's Sister Song. What happened to make you so sick?"
She stepped forward, her gaze falling on Song Jiyun's deathly pale face, her tone so gentle it seemed to melt away.
"My sister's illness came on strangely, so we must not be careless."
Song Jiyun forced a smile, "Thank you for your concern, sister. It's just a minor ailment, nothing serious."
"How can this be considered a minor problem?"
Meng Shilan immediately interrupted her, her face serious.
“My shop is open for business and I believe in honesty. Now that this has happened, it concerns the reputation of my Meng family grain shop, and even more so, your precious life, sister.”
She turned her head and said loudly to Manager Sun.
"Manager Sun!"
Manager Sun immediately stepped forward, "What are your orders, Miss?"
"Immediately go to the Duke of Ying's residence and deliver a message saying that Miss Song is unwell, possibly due to food, and request the residence's assistance in quickly sending a senior physician from the Imperial Hospital to examine her!"
Song Jiyun's face stiffened.
She tightened her grip on the maid's hand, her nails almost digging into her flesh.
"No need!"
She spoke hastily, her voice trembling slightly.
She never expected Meng Shilan to pull such a drastic move!
“Sister, how could I dare to trouble the judge of the court over such a trivial matter, let alone disturb the Duke of England’s mansion?”
Meng Shilan, however, remained steadfast, grasping her hand with eyes full of sincerity.
"What are you saying, little sister?"
"Since Xian and I are about to get married, our two families will be one family."
"From now on, we'll be living under the same roof, so your affairs will naturally be my affairs."
She deliberately emphasized the words "from the beginning" and "the grand wedding," each word like a needle piercing Song Jiyun's heart.
"Furthermore, if we don't have the imperial physician investigate thoroughly, wouldn't that confirm that there's something wrong with my rice?"
"I can't bear this crime, and I'm sure my sister wouldn't want me to take it for nothing, would she?"
Meng Shilan's words were impeccable, both reasonable and touching.
If you don't allow the investigation, it means you have a guilty conscience and that you are making a false accusation.
If you allow an investigation, once the imperial physician arrives, no ailment will be able to hide from you!
Song Jiyun's face flushed red and then turned pale, a truly fascinating sight.
Looking into Meng Shilan's clear, yet all-seeing eyes, she felt a chill run from the soles of her feet to the top of her head.
“Sister…you’re right.”
Song Jiyun squeezed out a few words through gritted teeth, his body swaying precariously.
She coughed violently, as if she were about to faint at any moment.
"Today's events were all a misunderstanding. It was my maid's ignorance. I will definitely prepare generous gifts and personally visit to apologize another day."
With that, she didn't look at Meng Shi again, turned around and, supported by her maid, practically fled.
The chatter among the onlookers grew louder.
"I knew it! How could there be a problem with the shops belonging to the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion?"
"I'll buy this rice! I trust Miss Meng's character!"
Suddenly, the people who had initially just been watching the spectacle flocked into the store and eagerly bought things.
Manager Sun and his staff were so busy they barely had time to breathe, but their faces were full of smiles.
Meng Shilan stood at the door, looking at the scene before her, a faint smile curving her lips.
Song Jiyun's outburst today not only failed to tarnish the grain store's reputation, but instead turned it into a golden brand.
It's free, and the results are amazing.
only.
The smile in her eyes gradually faded, replaced by a deep, somber expression.
"Mother!"
Fu'er's clear voice instantly dispelled the gloom in Meng Shilan's heart.
Meng Shilan quickly stepped forward and took her hand with a smile.
Why didn't you go to school today?
"Mother was so busy she forgot; school is closed today."
The little girl took her hand and skipped into the grain shop.
She had visited a granary when she was in Ding County, so she was quite familiar with grain.
“Mother, Father is also on leave. He said he’ll take me to fly kites.”
Meng Shilan patted the top of her daughter's head. "Where is your father?"
He said he would be here in a bit.
As she spoke, she looked at her mother with a face full of doubt.
What does "burden" mean?
Meng Shilan's gaze sharpened. "Who said that to you?"
Fu'er immediately understood that this was not a kind remark.
She pursed her lips and looked at her mother with a smile, "I heard it elsewhere, Mother, don't worry, no one can offend me now."
As she spoke, she nodded heavily as if afraid her mother wouldn't believe her.
Meng Shilan's expression softened, and she bent down to hug her daughter, but her gaze darkened.
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