“My courtyard is not a place you can come and go as you please. Since you care so much about Shen Jinshu, then kneel here and suffer with her.”
The siblings' deep affection had been directed at her, so she had no choice but to grant their request.
Song Zhiyu didn't look at him again and left without turning back.
*
Tingxue Courtyard.
As soon as Song Zhiyu stepped into the courtyard, a slightly sarcastic female voice rang out, her words full of sarcasm, "Second Miss, you really have quite the airs, you only agreed to come after the Old Madam personally invited you."
"Perhaps he thinks that after yesterday's incident, he can be the master of the Marquis's mansion."
“My arrogance is nothing compared to that of the Third Madam’s brothers. They not only dare to flirt with the Grand Commandant’s daughter, but they also abuse the power of the Marquis’s mansion to bully others.”
Anyone who didn't know better would think the third branch of the family was in charge of this household. Song Zhiyu smiled gently and retorted in a tender tone, striking right at the heart of the third wife.
“You…” The Third Madam suddenly stood up, the pearl hairpins on her head jingling, and her finger pointing at Song Zhiyu was trembling.
Everyone in the mansion knew that she had been punished by the old lady because of her younger brother's affair, and had lost all face, but no one dared to mention it in front of her.
Only that brat Song Zhiyu not only dared to bring it up, but also added fuel to the fire, trying to sow discord in front of the old lady.
"Sit down." Madam Shen's aged yet authoritative voice reached everyone's ears, causing the Third Madam to subconsciously shrink back, no longer daring to be presumptuous, and reluctantly sit back in her original seat.
Madam Shen opened her tightly closed eyes and calmly sized up Song Zhiyu in front of her. She smiled kindly and said, "Zhiyu is here. Please sit down and don't take your third aunt's words to heart."
The girl before me wore a light purple dress with lifelike begonia embroidery on the lapel. A delicate ribbon tied around her slender waist hung down her sides, swaying gently with her steps like flowing water. Her beautiful face held a subtle smile, bright yet gentle.
"Grandmother, you flatter me." Song Zhiyu sat to the lower right of Old Madam Shen, ignoring the Third Madam's resentful gaze.
"It's been more than three months since Zhiyu returned to the manor, and Grandmother hasn't had a proper look at you yet. I called you here today because I wanted to get closer to you."
"You are, after all, a young lady of the Marquis's mansion, and the honor and disgrace of the Marquis's mansion are inseparable from you. Are you confident in treating the Princess's illness?" Old Madam Shen did not mention yesterday's events at all, but subtly probed the matter.
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