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Forty-seven: To Ask Someone

  Rui Zhu thought she had already entered a life of luxury, but in an instant it was all over. Xue Zhu's face turned white with fear as she knelt on the ground and kept kowtowing to Old Lady Song and Madame, her voice trembling: "It wasn't my fault, it wasn't my fault...the injury on Miss's body was inflicted by Fourth Miss of Pingyang Hou Mansion..."

  Fourth Miss of Pingyang Marquis Manor, Xiao Si Niang!

  This man was notorious in the capital for being difficult to get along with, but who would have thought that he had the audacity to go so far as to hit his sister-in-law!

  Old Lady Song almost spat out a few cold laughs from her throat: "What do they take our Changning Bo Mansion for?! Are the Xiao family bullying us because they think no one is left in our Changning Bo Mansion?!"

  Song Chuxuan cried bitterly, and finally managed to say a few words: "Grandma, mother, I originally wanted to endure until tomorrow when I returned to tell you... but the Xiao family didn't allow me to leave... Eldest sister-in-law went to worship Buddha on New Year's Day, and I just mentioned to my mother-in-law what gifts we should prepare for tomorrow's return. My mother-in-law slapped me in the face... saying that I should give up early and not think about returning home... Little aunt even chased me to hit me..."

  The Pingyang Marquis's estate has actually deceived the Changning Earl's estate to this extent!

  The old master was playing cards with several second masters in the flower hall, and when he rushed in after receiving the news, he ran into this scene, and the whole person was stunned.

  Madam Song dragged him to see his daughter's injury, and couldn't help but choke with sobs as she scolded him: "Is this how you're being a father? Look at what happened to your daughter after being bullied! Are they treating us, the Longning Marquis' family, like we're all dead?!

  The old man trembled as he touched the swollen lump on his daughter's forehead, and a chill ran over his entire body.

  How outrageous! This is really too much!

  Song Chuxuan has always been afraid of his father, seeing his father's gloomy face he shrinks into Song old lady's arms, crying and begging: "Grandma, please don't send me back..."

  "What are you going back for?!" Old Master Song roared in anger, almost slamming his fist on the table and kicking over a chair: "Who dares to tell you to go back, I'll break her legs! If the Xiao family doesn't give us an explanation today, I'll make them pay dearly!"

  He said, and then feared that his tone was too severe to scare his daughter, so he slowed down again and looked at Song Chuyuan: "You just stay at home, don't be afraid of anything, your father will take charge for you!"

  Unexpectedly, her father, who used to say that she returned to her mother's home too frequently, would say such a thing. Song Chuyuan was stunned for a moment, but cried even harder.

  Song Chuming and several others came up with tears in their eyes to persuade him.

  Song Chuyi held onto Song Chuxuan's hem and gently applied the medicinal paste to her forehead with her hand.

  The lady finally calmed down and ordered someone to arrange Song Chuyuan's former boudoir. After adjusting her mood, she wanted to continue discussing the matter of going to worship Buddha with Old Lady. Just then, someone came from outside to report that it was a person from Pingyang Houfu who had arrived.

  Old Lady Song looked at Old Man Song and asked: "What did you say?"

  Old Master Song gave an order without hesitation: "Beat them away with sticks! Don't let them dirty our family's gate!"

  Song Yu had already taken people out of the house and beaten the servants from Pingyang Houfu, who were now fleeing in disarray.

  Mrs. Song calmed down and instructed the first lady to continue as usual with the second lady to worship Buddha, and then turned to Mr. Song: "Wait until your father returns and makes a decision on this matter, you can go out now. Although there are no relatives coming to pay their respects today, the dragon and lion dancers will arrive soon, and you have to arrange tea and food for them. If monks come to collect alms, treat them well too."

  The old master instructed his daughter to rest well and then went out with the madam.

  Song Chuxuan was both hungry and tired. Old Lady Song called Yushu to attend to her while she ate, then told her to take a nap in the green silk kitchen.

  She sat alone in her armchair and let out a deep sigh.

  Song Chuyi sat down beside her, holding her arm and gently swaying: "Grandma don't be sad. If the second sister met another uncle, it would also be good to see clearly and stop early."

  Mrs. Song looked at Song Chuyi's sparkling eyes and smiled, feeling that she was not as open-minded as a child. Her chest felt a bit better, and she nodded: "You're right, our Song family's daughter won't be bullied by them. At worst, I'll raise you and your second sister for the rest of my life, rather than letting her suffer like this and being treated so badly!"

  Song Chuxuan heard it in the green silk kitchen, and tears fell like broken pearls, wetting a piece of pillow, while also feeling that the whole person was relieved.

  Her family actually thought so, great.

  In the afternoon, Song Chengnu returned and heard the news. He first went to see Song Chuyuan in the big madam's courtyard, which had already been moved, before returning to Lao Tai Tai's room with a gloomy face.

  "What's the reason for not having it?" He sat on the kang, looking at the fruit plate placed on the low table, and casually picked up a few pine nuts in his hand.

  Mrs. Song handed him a cup of tea, sneering and smiling: "I asked clearly earlier. If it was our family's girl's fault, I wouldn't have told Lao Da to drive out the people from Pingyang Hou Mansion. It's really too much to bully others!"

  She told the old master about what had happened, and then added with a cold smile: "The fourth daughter of their family is always looking for trouble with Er Ya, and even interferes in the affairs of her brother's room, sending Rui Zhu's maid to Xiao Yan's bed! You say it's infuriating?! This isn't a noble lady, but rather...

  Mr. Song's face looked even more unpleasant, and he couldn't help but blame himself with a bitter smile: "At the time, I thought the Xiao family was good, but I didn't expect it to be so chaotic from top to bottom. It really is a case of misjudging someone. Has Er Ya said what she plans to do?"

  With the example of Song Lin Cang, he would rather have his granddaughter come back home and be supported by the family than to see her slowly lose her life being worn down.

  Mrs. Song sat quietly for a while before saying, "She didn't say it, but judging from her expression, she seemed to still have some attachment to Xiao Yan."

  Mr. Song made a decision: "Let's take another look, and talk about it when the Xiao family arrives. If the Xiao family shows their attitude, it's fine, but if they stick to their own way, don't blame me for being impolite!"

  Mrs. Song also thought it was feasible, with her eyes downcast and unknown emotions in her eyes: "I hope they understand the boundaries."

  The madam finished worshiping Buddha and returned home, then went back to her room. She hugged her daughter tightly and asked her questions for the entire afternoon, but the more she asked, the worse her expression became.

  The two madams heard the news and came to visit with concern, and couldn't help but sigh for a while.

  Mrs. Lei was too softhearted, and she was also afraid of provoking Song Chuyuan's displeasure, so she sat beside him with red eyes, holding his hand, and couldn't say a word out of heartache.

  In the evening, someone came to Pingyang Houfu with a message saying that Xiao Yan had originally wanted to come to the mansion in the afternoon to apologize, but it was not good to visit someone's home in the afternoon, so he would come again the next day.

  The old master listened, but just snorted and threw the letter aside.