Chapter 67: Partiality
Song Ci pretended to be wronged and took a step back, widening the distance between them. Song Rouxi stood there in a daze for a few seconds, and then her eyes flashed with astonishing hatred.
Song Ci wanted to kill her! Song Ci clearly wanted to kill herself!
If she just opened her mouth to defend herself and said it was all a misunderstanding, or simply admitted that she was the one who stole her clothes and jewelry at home, wouldn't everything be over?
Why wouldn't she be willing? It was just a few scoldings, why did she have to drive herself to death? She was going to be the Crown Princess in the future, and if this got out, she would be completely finished.
Song Rouxi was very emotional and her face turned pale. She suddenly groaned in pain, then covered her chest tightly, and her body shook violently, as if she was about to fall down at any time.
Song Ying suddenly ran over eagerly and held her.
She excitedly and angrily accused Song Ci, "Don't you know that your sister has a heart disease? Why do you have to force her?"
Everyone present began to panic. After all, this was a matter that could potentially cost someone their life.
Princess Le Yi's expression was also somewhat unnatural. She tugged at Song Ci's sleeve and said, "Don't tell me she's really sick. If something happens to her, you might be implicated."
She didn't say anything, her eyes swept lightly towards Song Ying's arms, her face pale, like a fine porcelain that was about to break.
It is true that Song Rouxi has a heart disease, and she took advantage of this countless times in her previous life to help herself make profits.
but....
When she glanced at Song Rouxi's trembling eyelashes, she knew that the so-called heart disease was just a pretense.
I almost got fooled by her.
"Please ask a doctor to come and see my elder sister."
Song Ci spoke softly, her tone sincere, as if she was truly worried about Song Rouxi's condition. Wen Qing was stunned. Their family was the Bourne Mansion, so they naturally had the right to invite an imperial physician. Hearing this, she snorted coldly. "You don't need me to tell you. I will also ask someone to invite an imperial physician to see Sister Song right away. You don't need to be so kind."
Seeing that she was about to take over, Song Ci was too lazy to pretend and consciously stepped aside, ready to watch the show.
She wanted to see how far Song Rouxi could pretend.
Everyone stood there, somewhat at a loss. The young ladies present were only in their teens, and no matter how calm they were, they had never seen such a thing before.
Just when everyone was at a loss, a nanny who looked quite old and dressed in gray-brown clothes stepped forward.
"The old lady has heard about what happened here." She glanced at the unconscious Song Rouxi and frowned. "Looking at the situation, the poetry gathering can't go on. In that case, please go back first, ladies."
"Miss Song San, please stay. The old lady wants you to go together."
"Why did the old lady keep Song Ci? She is a woman and can't help much if she stays here." Princess Le Yi felt a little uneasy.
He always felt that if he left Song Ci here now, nothing good would happen, so he held her tightly in his hand, not daring to let go for a moment.
The nanny smiled faintly and said, "Miss Song is her elder sister after all. Now that she has passed out, Miss Song must be worried too. Princess Le Yi should go back first."
Le Yi frowned and didn't speak immediately.
When she felt someone pulling her, she turned around and met Song Ci's eyes that were as immersed as a lake.
"Go back first. They are not in the right in this matter. Don't worry."
"But..." She lowered her voice, "Your eldest and second sisters are not easy to get along with, and it seems that the Bourne House will also take their side. Do you really not need me to do anything?"
Song Ci thought about it, frowned, and whispered seven words.
Le Yi nodded slightly, indicating that she understood.
"Miss Song San, let's go quickly. Don't let the imperial physician and the old lady wait anxiously."
The nanny watched the two of them talking, frowning and urging them impatiently.
Song Ci then said, "Okay." Mingyan's face was expressionless.
Seeing her expression, Mammy frowned suspiciously. Old Madam Lu had been furious when she heard what was happening. She didn't know what to do next. This little girl looked delicate and frail, and she didn't seem like she could pose any threat.
But when he met those calm eyes, he felt inexplicably uneasy.
Suppressing the emotions in her heart, Mammy led the way.
At the Bourne Mansion, people had already been ordered to carry Song Rouxi to the inner room of the main hall.
As soon as we entered the main hall, the incense burner was filled with smoke, a calming fragrance wafting into the air. Old Lady Lu, dressed in luxurious pearls and jade, sat at the head of the table, her hands rapidly turning her Buddhist beads, her brow furrowed.
As soon as Song Ci arrived at Bourne Mansion, he knew that this place was extremely rich.
Who would have known that the main hall was even more luxurious and elegantly decorated. Looking out, there was a small arch bridge a few steps from the door, and underneath was a clear pond with several rare carps swimming happily in it.
Every little bit requires countless amounts of money.
Wen Qing was muttering softly beside her, and when she saw Song Ci coming, she became even angrier.
"You still have the nerve to come."
"The old lady's nanny invited me here."
Wen Qing sneered, "Sister Song is having a heart attack right now, and we don't know what's going on. If anything happens to her, not only will the Song family not forgive you, but we at the Bourne Mansion won't let you go either."
"I didn't do anything, and I didn't slander anyone. Song Rouxi fainting wasn't something I wanted to see. Even if I made a mistake, the elders of the Song family are the ones who should be in charge. I'm curious why the Bourne family won't let me go."
Wen Qing stood beside Old Lady Lu, looking down at her with an arrogant tone, "Don't think that just because you know Princess Le Yi, you're such a big deal. You're just a girl from the Song family, and we in the Bourne Mansion don't even take you seriously."
Song Ci sat there motionless, her face swirling with smoke. Her tone remained calm, "So the Bourne House is so powerful. Is Miss Wen planning to lynch me?"
"You think I don't dare?" Wen Qing shouted outside, "Hurry up and bring me my whip! Today I will teach Sister Song a lesson!"
The servants were shocked. Miss Wen Qing had always loved the whip, and the old lady indulged her and even hired a teacher. After so many years of practice, she had already mastered it.
If I really want to use it to hit someone, looking at the delicate skin and tender flesh of the third young lady of the Song family, I don’t know what to do.
Just when the servants were feeling uneasy and didn't know whether to obey or not.
"How dare you!" Old Lady Song glared at her fiercely. "Is this the etiquette I taught you?"
Wen Qing shrank her head. She was fearless in the Bourne Mansion. The only person she was afraid of was Old Lady Lu.
"Grandma, Sister Song has been bullied like this, are we really just going to sit back and do nothing?"
Old Mrs. Song slowly put away the Buddhist beads in her hand and looked at Song Ci with sharp eyes.
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