When Song Zhiyu pointed his finger at them and berated them, the faces of Shen Yuzhou and the others visibly darkened.
Deep down, he didn't want to be misunderstood like that.
"This is the only solution, not the time to act impulsively." Shen Yuzhou said helplessly, feeling that Song Zhiyu had misunderstood him again.
Shen Yuzhou was indifferent by nature and reason usually prevailed. He was not standing against Shen's mother to speak for Shen Feng and Ye Rou, but rather choosing the side that was most beneficial to him.
This was something that could have been solved simply by taking a concubine; it would have been the best outcome for both the Marquis's mansion and my father.
Why complicate things further because of that vague promise?
Perhaps doing this will hurt Shen's mother's feelings, but her status will not change. She will still be the mistress of the Marquis's mansion, and they will still be the legitimate sons.
Song Zhiyu nodded slightly, seemingly in agreement, "This is indeed the best solution. Neither the Marquis's Mansion nor you will suffer any loss."
When their own interests are not threatened, they will naturally talk a good game.
"But for Madam Shen, your biological mother, is there really no loss at all? In fact, you know in your heart that doing this is unfair to her."
Ultimately, however, self-interest prevailed, leading you to choose a risk-free solution. Song Zhiyu leaned closer to Shen Yuzhou, her cold eyes fixed on him, and with a slight parting of her red lips, she revealed all the thoughts he had kept hidden in his heart.
Shen Yuzhou was taken aback, a bitter taste rising in his throat, as if he had been seen through.
“Zhiyu…” Mother Shen murmured. She never expected that when everyone was advising her to compromise, only this daughter, whom she had always ignored, would stand by her side.
For a moment, she felt a mix of emotions.
Song Zhiyu had no time to care about what Shen's mother was thinking. She didn't want to stand up for Shen's mother, nor did she have any intention of standing up for her.
She had finally seized the opportunity, and if she didn't tear off these people's hypocritical faces, she would be letting down all the suffering she had endured.
"Song Zhiyu, what nonsense are you spouting? When have we ever wronged Mother?" Shen Mingyi couldn't stand it anymore, his face long and drawn.
Their original plan was to match Qin Xu and Song Zhiyu. Just in case, they even invited the Princess to come, hoping to make it impossible for Song Zhiyu to leave and to smoothly finalize the marriage between the two families.
But who could have imagined that while the plan went exactly as intended, the person in charge had changed?
He didn't believe that Song Zhiyu wasn't involved.
Shen Mingyi's words successfully drew Song Zhiyu's attention to him.
Seeing Song Zhiyu turn her head and stare at him with a deep gaze, Shen Mingyi suddenly felt a sense of foreboding.
Sure enough, the next moment, Song Zhiyu's lips curled up slightly, and her lips opened and closed, almost as if she was about to give Shen Mingyi a good scolding.
"Don't rush, there's still you here. You keep calling her Aunt Ye so affectionately, and saying how good she is to you. Anyone who didn't know better would think she's your real mother."
Your habit of randomly claiming mothers isn't good; after all, not everyone wants an ungrateful son.
"You..." Shen Mingyi was furious. He had never randomly claimed to be a mother. It was utter nonsense!
Seeing this, Shen Yanxi reached out and pressed down on Shen Mingyi's shoulder, forcing him to calm down. Then he looked up at Song Zhiyu with a complex and unreadable expression. Although he was asking a question, his tone was extremely firm.
"Is this related to you? Why did you do this?"
He finally understood that today's incident might be related to Song Zhiyu.
Or perhaps there are other things he doesn't know about.
"I had completely forgotten about you; it was my oversight."
Song Zhiyu subconsciously ignored Shen Yanxi's question and launched into another round of mockery at him.
"Enough, Song Zhiyu, you know perfectly well what you've done. I've lost face now, do you think you'll be any better off?" Shen Feng shouted angrily, his regret surging like a tidal wave.
He didn't regret scheming against Song Zhiyu, but rather regretted taking her back out of momentary weakness, which brought him such a big trouble.
Instead of getting angry, Song Zhiyu laughed. After all, she wasn't the one in the wrong. "I'll return those words to you, Marquis. You're disrespectful for your age and have done such a shameless thing. Tomorrow, the memorials from the censors and the spittle of the people will probably drown you."
Seeing that Shen Feng's chest was heaving more and more violently and his breathing was becoming heavier and heavier, Song Zhiyu continued to output without any restraint.
"My lord, you might as well think of something positive. Shen Rushan was originally just a stepson, but now he has become your legitimate son, which saves you a lot of trouble. If you want to hand over the Marquis's mansion to him in the future, you will have a legitimate reason, won't you?"
After saying this, Song Zhiyu ignored the surprised and uncertain expressions of everyone, turned around and left the main courtyard, her back view exuding a sense of pleasure.
She insulted almost everyone, and having achieved her goal, how could she not be in a good mood?
In contrast to Song Zhiyu's leisurely lifestyle, Shen Feng was not having such an easy time. The trap that Song Zhiyu set for him had really ruined him.
Even if he did have the idea of handing the Marquis's mansion over to Shen Rushan, that was something for the future and he absolutely could not reveal it now.
The Shen brothers already had some issues with Shen Rushan, and after hearing Song Zhiyu's words, their dissatisfaction deepened, and no matter how Shen Feng tried to smooth things over, it was to no avail.
*
Not long after Song Zhiyu stepped out of the main courtyard, Shen Jinyi jogged up to catch up with her.
"Zhiyu, thank you." As soon as Shen Jinyi said this, Song Zhiyu understood what she meant.
"I just don't want Shen Jinshu to have an easy time." Song Zhiyu stood still, a faint smile on her lips. Compared to her previous fake smile, her smile now seemed more genuine.
Shen Jinyi bit her lower lip, still feeling lingering fear at the thought that she had almost been made a scapegoat for Shen Jinshu. "No matter what, I'm so grateful for your help, otherwise I really wouldn't be able to explain myself even if I had ten mouths. As you know, the second branch of the family has never had much of a presence in the Marquis's mansion."
When it comes to matters of great importance concerning a woman's reputation, no matter how unassuming she may be, she cannot allow herself to be slandered at will.
If Song Zhiyu hadn't arranged for her to go to the Princess's residence, given Shen Jinshu's methods, she would have either had to swallow her pride and admit to it, or prove her innocence with her death.
Regardless, she absolutely had to express her gratitude.
"I accept your thanks. If possible, you should move out of the Marquis's residence as soon as possible." Song Zhiyu didn't have a bad impression of Shen Jinyi, and she didn't mind helping her while dealing with Shen Jinshu.
The second branch of the family was arguably the most transparent part of the Marquis's household; they served no purpose other than taking the blame.
Staying in the Marquis's mansion would not only bring them no benefits, but they might also lose themselves.
Out of good intentions, Song Zhiyu offered a reminder; whether they listened or not was their own business.
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