Lady Sun’s words shocked Song Ya Lan. She had not considered those points before.
However, she only hesitated for a moment before firmly asserting, "No! He has me in his heart, and he even wrote me a letter, stating that he will definitely divorce his wife and never let me feel wronged."
Lady Sun was infuriated. How could her shrewdness throughout her life lead to such a foolish daughter?!
How could she take a man’s words so lightly? That was absurd!
"He is simply using these words to deceive you!"
Upon hearing this, Song Ya Lan was immediately displeased, glaring at her mother and cursing, "Mother, how can you say that about me? Just because you couldn’t keep my father’s heart, does that mean I am like you?"
Lady Sun felt like her head was going to explode with anger as she raised her hand and slapped Song Ya Lan across the face, "You dead girl, what are you saying?!"
With tears in her eyes, Song Ya Lan angrily glared at Lady Sun and yelled, "I don’t want your meddling!" before running out of the room.
Lady Sun was also incredibly furious, smashing a teapot in her rage.
After running out and crying for a while, Song Ya Lan felt reassured as she recalled the love letter from Mu Houchu that had been sent earlier in the morning. Thus, she remained confident in him.
"He said that his heart is full of me and that there’s no room left for that mean person. He must be planning to divorce his wife and marry me! I’m not afraid," Song Ya Lan said maliciously.
The little maid at this time, somewhat awkward, couldn’t help but say, "But the third Madame’s advice isn’t entirely unfounded, Miss. It’s better not to bear grudges against your mother. She’s only worried about you."
Song Ya Lan angrily replied, "She doesn’t understand at all! She insists on meddling in my business. I know best how Mu Lang feels about me!"
It only took one letter for her to start addressing him as "Mu Lang."
"What does Miss plan to do now?"
"Don’t worry, as long as he said so, he will definitely divorce his wife and marry me!" Song Ya Lan confidently declared.
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However, things did not go as Song Ya Lan wished. While she continued to send tokens of affection and letters, the other party reciprocated, showering her with sweet words and flattery. Yet, there was no progress on the matter of divorcing his wife.
From the news that Song Ya Lan had gathered, it seemed that all was peaceful in Mu Mansion, with no signs of a divorce taking place.
As the days went by, Song Ya Lan grew increasingly anxious. Her heart had already softened due to the affectionate letters she constantly received.
Her situation was worsening by the day, and "Mu Houchu" only pacified her through his letters without any actual plans to divorce his wife. How could Song Ya Lan not worry?
Moreover, she was still in the prefecture city and hadn’t seen her Mu Lang in person yet. Thinking about his handsome face and tall stature only made her more restless, as she longed to go to Lian’an Town to find him.
However, she was still under house arrest, and even leaving the Ancestral Hall was a problem, let alone convincing her mother who strongly disapproved of her relationship with Mu Lang to let her leave the house.
At that moment, a small maid entered and said, "Miss, a woman from the Sun Family is outside asking to see you. The guards at the entrance think she seems unfamiliar. Though she arrived in a Sun Family horse carriage, the guards suspect that she might be someone with ulterior motives seeking to form a connection with Miss, so they didn’t let her in and asked me to inquire with you."
Currently frustrated, Song Ya Lan had no patience and irritably asked, "Who is it?"
The little maid replied, "It seems like someone called Yi Ling."
Upon hearing this, Song Ya Lan’s eyes suddenly brightened, "Yi Ling?!"
She instantly remembered, "Right! Yi Ling! That Aunt Yun! How could I have forgotten her?!"
Last time, she had managed to escape thanks to her help. Although she later messed up her own situation, she did manage to leave a stain on Song’s second wife, who now couldn’t severely punish her without worrying about gossip. She had to admit, this woman was very resourceful, and her ideas were highly effective!
If she had Aunt Yun’s help, what did she have to worry about her current predicament? 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝚠𝕖𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝕖𝚕.𝚌𝗼𝗺
Quickly, Song Ya Lan instructed, "Hurry and let her in!"
The little maid hesitated for a moment, apparently not understanding the situation. When did their Miss become so close with the Sun Family’s concubine? Nevertheless, she didn’t dare delay and anxiously hurried out to invite Aunt Yun in. The entrance guards constantly looked down on strangers, and if she was slow to react, the guest might leave.
Fortunately, when the little maid went out, she saw that Yi Ling was still there. Yi Ling seemed confident that Song Ya Lan would let her in, and she didn’t move no matter how coldly the guards treated her.
When Song Ya Lan’s personal maid, Cui Cui, came out to invite Yi Ling, the entrance guards’ faces turned a shade of black, while they sheepishly looked at Yi Ling. Their attitudes took a complete 180-degree turn: "Oh dear! It turns out you are an esteemed guest of Miss! Nanny, I’ve been neglectful! Please come in, Aunt Yun!"
Yi Ling didn’t make things difficult, but instead, smiled kindly. She handed a bag of silver to the old woman at guards: "Thank you, Nanny. I hope you’ll make things more flexible for me in the future."
The old woman’s smile grew even wider, and she replied, "Of course, of course!"
Yi Ling entered the house, and a young guard teased the old woman, "Wow, you almost kicked an iron plate this time, huh?"
However, the old woman spat, "Hmph! What iron plate? She’s just a concubine! And what is a concubine? A mere plaything! The Sun Family’s Madame has to beg our Miss! Let alone someone like her! Do you really think I’m afraid of her? If our Miss let her in, it’s only because she’s a novelty. Wait until she has served her purpose, and then see if she’s worth anything."
He agreed, "That’s true. But why did you change your attitude so suddenly just now?"
The old woman patted the bag of silver in her hand and snorted, "Although this woman’s status is lowly, who knows what she’s capable of? Did you see her attitude earlier? She was treated poorly by me, but once Miss invited her in, she was still so polite to me, even giving me silver. How many people in this world can do that? This woman has deep thoughts."
Although the old woman said this, she still tucked the silver into her pocket with satisfaction.
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"You said Yi Ling went into Song House? Song’s little miss let her in?" Xin He suddenly raised her head, her brush pausing mid-air.
"Yes, according to Madame’s instructions, I’ve been waiting outside the Song House all this time," answered the servant.
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