Chapter 227 Getting into Trouble
Two days ago, Boss Song was having dinner and watching a play with his colleagues. Someone mentioned the incident of sunset to him in front of all his colleagues, saying that he couldn't even manage the rear quarters, so how could he do his job well.
This incident had clearly passed, but someone deliberately embarrassed him, causing the good image he had worked so hard to create in the Ministry of Rites to be destroyed in an instant.
Everyone around him looked at him with tinted glasses, which made him feel very embarrassed these days.
Song Rouxi went out shopping and ran into the ladies she had known before. Not only did they all keep their distance from her, they also mocked her privately for coveting the position of Crown Princess and going against the eunuchs.
The Huan family is the Empress's family, and although there have been no outstanding talents in recent years, as long as the Emperor and the Crown Prince are around, they can stand firm and sleep peacefully.
Song Rouxi dared to offend the Huan family. Isn't this like an ant biting an elephant? She's looking for death.
So everyone was staying away from her, as if she was some dirty thing.
The father and daughter felt that something was wrong. After thinking about it, they found that the news was more or less spoken by people related to the Marquis of Bourne's Mansion.
"You're the one who caused this. You were the one who told the Bourne Marquisate that you could let their daughter be with Song Lan. Now that things have gone wrong, they're definitely going to hold a grudge against you. Since it's your fault, just go and fix it."
Song Rouxi couldn't believe that these words were actually spoken by her own father.
Didn't he also hate the third branch? He couldn't stand Song Lan being so outstanding, so he came up with this trick. Why did it become his fault now?
Song Rouxi suppressed her anger and said, "Father, the Marquis of Berne's mansion hates me to the core. If I go there now, I'm afraid I won't get any good results. After all, you have an official position. Why don't you make an appointment with the Marquis of Berne and talk things over privately to see what they think."
Originally, this was the best. Now that things had come to this in the Marquis of Bourne's Mansion, there was no need to tear each other apart and fight to the death with the Song family.
But the bad thing is that Boss Song values his official position more than his daughter. He wants him to go to the Marquis of Berne's mansion and apologize humbly? He is the future Minister of Rites.
How can he continue to work in the Ministry of Rites after doing such a shameless thing?
"No." He refused without hesitation. "If your father and I go, how will we be respected in the Ministry of Rites in the future? You are a little girl, if you want to apologize, the Marquis of Bern will not mind it. It is best for you to go."
Song Rouxi was about to say something, but Boss Song simply stood up and made the final decision, "It's settled. Don't you think that if you had dealt with the Crown Prince earlier, would we have to go through so much trouble? In the final analysis...it's still you who's useless."
He felt relieved after he finished speaking, but Song Rouxi was so angry that she smashed everything to pieces.
Ling'er dissuaded her, "Miss, please stop smashing it."
"Is he, is he still my father? He actually wants me to go and suffer such humiliation." Song Rouxi's lips trembled with anger. She actually had another way, which was to find the prince.
But the prince's previous actions made it impossible for Song Rouxi to bow her head and beg.
The prince is obviously not as kind to her as before. If she continues to ask him for help, she is afraid that she will exhaust his affection.
After thinking about it, she got on the carriage and brought Ling'er to the Marquis of Bourne's Mansion.
The doorman left her alone for a full hour before letting her in. "My master and the young lady told me to let you in. Something happened at home, so I'm sorry to have kept you waiting."
The concierge's tone was perfunctory. What did he mean by "something's happening at home?" It was obvious that he was doing it on purpose.
Song Rouxi didn't dare to get angry, so she could only suppress her anger and follow him inside.
As soon as she reached the main hall door, a woman came with a basin of water and poured it towards her feet. Song Rouxi dodged backwards, and Ling'er, who didn't dodge in time, was splashed all over her head and face. Song Rouxi's shoes were also wet. She glared at her, "What are you doing?"
"Oh, it's all my fault. I'm old and my eyes can't see clearly. I didn't realize it was you."
Song Rouxi wanted to say something when a young lady in an apricot-yellow dress walked out of the room. Although she was young, she had already combed her hair into a bun like a woman. Song Rouxi didn't think much about it and just heard her sneer.
"Miss Song, how are you? I heard the doorman say you came to our house, and I thought I heard it wrong. After all, after doing all that, you actually dared to come to our house? You are really shameless."
Song Rouxi was scolded badly, but thinking that she came here today to ease the relationship and admit her mistake, she forced herself to suppress the anger in her heart.
"So you are the third daughter of the Bourne Marquisate." She walked closer and wanted to grab the other person's hand. "It's all my fault. It was my sister who didn't handle things properly, but it was also unintentional..."
As soon as her hand touched it, it was opened mercilessly with a "snap".
The force was so strong that a large red patch soon appeared on the back of her hand. She looked up pitifully at the person in front of her, but he just sneered with disdain, "If you have the ability to act pitiful and weak, use these tricks in front of men. They won't work on me."
She raised her hand and slapped Song Rouxi again, with great speed and force. Song Rouxi's perfectly combed bun and the hairpin on her head became messy under this force. The hair by her ears fell down, and she covered her cheek with a look of grievance.
"What? You're still not convinced." She pressed on, the hatred in her eyes seemed to want to cut Song Rouxi into pieces.
"Shu'er, you shouldn't be rude when guests come to visit."
Fortunately, a voice stopped her in time. The young lady stamped her feet and complained softly, "I was just joking with Miss Song."
"Okay, stop being so willful and let someone in."
Song Rouxi was beaten on someone else's territory and was speechless. This man looked like a peacemaker, but in fact he was extremely biased. He didn't mention it at all even though she was slapped.
"Meet Lord Bourne."
The slightly overweight Marquis Bern glanced at Song Rouxi and smiled kindly, "When the doorman said you were here, I didn't believe it at first. You came so suddenly, what's the matter?"
She hated the pretense of Lord Bourne. She was afraid that he already knew why she came, but she still had to go on with the pretense.
"I came here because I hope the Marquis will not hold a grudge against me for what happened before."
Marquis Berne's eyes seemed to be smiling, "Not caring? I never care about anything."
"Yes, I said the wrong thing. I hope that the Marquis will show some mercy. What happened before... was our mistake, but it was truly unintentional. It wasn't what I intended."
The woman followed Song Rouxi into the house and sat in the first seat at the bottom.
"Pretend."
She cursed in a low voice, but Song Rouxi still looked aggrieved, with a red slap mark on her face.
"Shu'er, what do you think?"
The woman who was called over propped up her chin with her hand and thought for a moment, "Why not scratch this face so that I won't be upset when I see it? I just wonder if Miss Song is willing to do so?"
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