Chapter 66: Losing Memory When Undecided
As he spoke, he acted as if he was aggrieved and crying.
Song Ci suddenly spoke up, "Sister said I stole clothes and jewelry, but I have evidence to prove that I didn't do it."
Song Rouxi, who was just looking down in pain, stopped crying and looked up suddenly, her eyes full of disbelief.
How can this be proved?
How can Song Dynasty porcelain be proved?
Could it be that he was just saying this to bluff? Song Rouxi turned around several times, thinking of countless possibilities, and finally she was convinced that Song Ci could not have any evidence.
Unless someone from the Song family is called to testify for her, but how could someone from the Song family let herself go and testify for Song Ci?
Thinking of this, she felt relieved and continued to look aggrieved and crying.
Song Ci turned her head and called Wanxiang, "Go and get the clothes and jewelry I put in the carriage earlier."
Wanxiang smiled with sparkling eyes, "Okay. I'll go right away."
Song Ying's eyes were filled with doubt and surprise. Song Ci's actions were becoming more and more bizarre. What if there was evidence? Wouldn't she and Song Rouxi be branded as bullies?
She turned back eagerly to look at Song Rouxi, who gave her a reassuring look.
The Bourne Mansion is not small, and Wanxiang was gone for a long time.
Everyone waited and waited, but no one showed up. Wen Qing sarcastically said, "Miss Song San, do you really have evidence? Or are you just letting us play along? Your maid hasn't come back yet. I wonder if she's trying to help you get out of this situation."
Song Ci ignored her, and Wen Qing became even angrier. "You bullied Sister Song, and you think you're right. Why are you pretending? You should apologize to her as soon as possible. Maybe she will forgive you."
Song Rouxi: "Sister Wen Qing, Song Ci hates me in her heart and wishes to destroy my reputation as a sister. How could she apologize?"
"Sister Song..."
Wanxiang: "Miss, I got the things. Here they are."
Wanxiang, who had returned in a hurry, handed over a bundle.
Everyone saw it at once. They had been waiting here for a long time just to know how Song Ci would prove his innocence.
Wen Qing sneered: "What can a broken bundle prove?"
Song Rouxi glanced at Song Ci aggrievedly, "Third sister, I know you hate me. But you can't keep everyone here and waste everyone's time."
Song Ci smiled instead of getting angry, "Don't be impatient, sister. Are you so eager to slander me that you can't even wait a little longer?"
Song Ying was also certain that she couldn't produce any evidence, so she curled her lips and said, "Then why don't you show it to us?"
"Okay." Song Ying opened the package, and soon the contents were revealed.
"What is this? It's just a worn-out piece of clothing." Wen Qing pouted. "And this jewelry is just a silver hairpin, not worth much. What on earth do you want to do, Song Ci?"
Song Ci smiled innocently, "These things are indeed old and worthless. But they are all mine."
Wen Qing was surprised for a few seconds, her voice uncertain. "You said these are yours, so they are yours? How can we believe that?"
Song Rouxi's eyelids twitched wildly as she looked at the clothes and jewelry.
Because she could see that these things were what Song Ci wore in the past.
"Third sister, we are all family and sisters. I won't bother with you about this matter. There is no need to make such an ugly scene in front of outsiders." Song Rouxi rarely looked like she was thinking about Song Ci.
Song Ci shook her head. "Sister, you don't have to bother with me. But I have to make it clear today no matter what. This concerns my reputation."
Song Rouxi smiled awkwardly, "It's just an old piece of clothing and jewelry, how can you prove it's yours? Wanxiang has been gone for so long, who knows where she got it from? Maybe she just took the clothes of a servant in the Bourne Mansion..."
Song Ci didn't respond. She slowly spread out her clothes and found a hidden place at the lapel.
Inside, a seemingly inconspicuous word "porcelain" was embroidered with white silk thread.
"Isn't this... Miss Song's name? It seems these things are really hers."
The other person couldn't help but glance at Song Rouxi with disdain, "Miss Song, you said Third Miss Song stole your clothes and jewelry. Could it be that she just stole this old dress? And this jewelry, it's just silver, and the quality is not good anymore. Could it be that she stole yours too? What you wear on your head and on your body are much better than what she has."
"Could it be that when Miss Song said 'snatch', she meant that Miss Song San likes to snatch your old things?"
Many people were holding back their anger. Just now, Song Rouxi was so good at gaining sympathy, and now everyone was just as angry.
Being tricked, being played for a fool, is not a pleasant feeling. Who among those present isn't a daughter of an aristocratic family? Normally, they'd want to save face, but today, they'd been completely fooled.
Song Ci stood still, looking at Song Rouxi calmly. Her heart wasn't disturbed by these people's support.
These people weren't helping her; they just didn't like being played. The more she believed in them just now, the more embarrassed she felt now.
Song Rouxi's body began to tremble, and she looked straight at Song Ci, her eyes half in disbelief, half sad and aggrieved.
"Maybe, maybe I remembered it wrong..."
"I remembered it wrongly?" Princess Le Yi said with a smile, "How could you remember something wrong about whether I stole your things or not? Miss Song, do you think we are all fools?"
Wen Qing saw that the situation was not good and quickly winked at the maid beside her.
Tell her to go find her grandmother to handle the matter.
She even suspected that Song Ci had been prepared and was waiting for them on purpose. In any case, she believed that Sister Song, such a gentle person, would never do those things.
She is so kind, always speaking softly and patiently to me. How could such a person be a bad person?
"Miss Song, what deep hatred do you have that would allow you to slander your sister like this?"
"That's right. We thought you were the victim and spoke up for you out of kindness. But you treat us like fools."
"I'll have to have a good talk with everyone about what you did today, Miss Song."
Song Rouxi's face was pale and tears rolled back and forth in her eyes.
He kept muttering, "I didn't, I didn't lie, I just remembered it wrong..."
She suddenly looked at Song Ci: "Third sister, tell everyone quickly that this is all a misunderstanding. You must know that I didn't mean to slander you, right? Tell everyone quickly."
Song Ci looked at her holding her hand tightly, her eyes half threatening and half fearful.
He suddenly smiled, then slowly pulled his hand out of her palm, inch by inch.
The back of her hand was red, which showed how much strength Song Rouxi had used.
"I also want to cover up for my sister, but what she said just now really hurts my heart."
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