The flower hall of the British government was quiet to the point of being scary, except for Li's sisters who had just plucked up the courage to finish speaking and then closed their mouths, everyone else looked at Mrs. Chen, the wife of Chancellor Chen.

  Chen Mingyu opened her misty eyes, looking pitiful and shaking her head repeatedly. When she looked at her grandmother, she couldn't help but sob softly.

  Mrs. Chen, although already over fifty years old, looked as if she were only forty due to her good upbringing. At this moment, after hearing Mrs. Li and the Li sisters' words, without even raising an eyebrow, she gently patted her granddaughter's hand while letting out a cold, scornful laugh: "Just because their lips moved, they said it was my Jade who did it? Isn't that a bit too childish? Today, apart from when she went to Miss Shen's room once during dinner, she never left my side. I don't know when she discussed this plan with the two young ladies or who carried it out."

  The Li sisters used to visit the Chen family often, and every time they feared this sharp-tongued and cold-hearted old lady the most. Upon hearing her say that, they immediately lost their courage and hid behind their mother.

  "The young master and his wife are also somewhat biased, aren't they?" After finishing with the Li sisters, Old Lady Chen turned her head to look at Shen Xiaohai and He Shi: "It's not necessarily that the Longning Duke's residence is a high-ranking aristocratic family, our Chen family is just a humble household. Why must you two treat guests who have come to pay their respects as if they were criminals?"

  Madam Chen spoke sharply and sarcastically, but she had the capital to do so - her husband, Chen Gonglao, was a high-ranking official in the imperial court, second only to the emperor himself. Even Song Chengyu had to humble himself and follow Chen's lead in the imperial cabinet, where seniority was everything.

  In Ping Su Li, these clean streams that relied on farming and reading to rise up, the ones they looked down on the most were the meritorious nobles who relied on their ancestors' glory to become rich and honorable for a lifetime. Old Lady Chen was even more so, rarely going out as a guest.

  Shen Xiaohai's heart was filled with rage, and she couldn't help but want to tear this old woman apart. He Shi was even more furious - her son had almost been beaten half to death by Chen Lao Furen's granddaughter, and now Chen Lao Furen was still making veiled attacks, truly disgusting her.

  "Wow, what a big official aura!" Song Chuyi lightly pinched the corner of Cui's robe, and Cui understood, smugly clapping her hands: "If you didn't know better, you'd think it was Old Man Chen himself who came. But even if it were Old Man Chen himself, would he just touch his lips together and say that our family's child is in the right?"

  Facing the currently favored Duan Huijun, Old Lady Chen didn't have a completely cold expression like earlier, but still maintained her dignified demeanor as a senior lady and let out a mocking laugh: "What the young mistress said is truly making me blush. What's this about 'the upper and lower lips touching'? Just now, the two maids from the Li family were talking about something that really was 'the upper and lower lips touching' and they immediately convicted someone, but my granddaughter's character I am most clear about, she absolutely wouldn't do such a thing, no one should think of putting a dirty hat on her head."

  "It's not necessarily settled just because you, Old Lady Chen, say so with absolute certainty." Song Chu-yi met Chen Old Lady's suddenly sharp gaze with an unbiased expression: "If what the two Li sisters said is untrustworthy in your opinion, then let's ask Seventh Brother about it. Besides, there's still a note in Uncle's hand that can be used to verify whether or not it's really Chen Xiaomei's handwriting."

  "Sister!" Chen Mingyu suddenly cried out, and immediately became choked with emotion: "I know I wronged you in Tongzhou before, but you can't take revenge on me just because of this"

  "Since you said I had offended you in Tongzhou." Song Chuyi looked at her with an extremely cold gaze, not moved in the slightest: "Why don't you just tell everyone here clearly how I offended you and what happened? If you think one person can't explain it clearly, I'll invite Young Master Ye to come and help you explain, how about that?"

  Chen Mingyu was really too arrogant, she didn't expect Chen Mingyu to remember her kindness, after all, she had ulterior motives for Chen Mingyu, but she couldn't tolerate Chen Mingyu's repeated attempts to harm her.

  Chen Mingyu's eyes widened in astonishment, she covered her mouth with a handkerchief, and tears fell down pitter-patter.

  "This is the family education of Changning Bo's mansion? Is this the rule that has been passed down for hundreds of years by the Boling Cui family?" Madam Chen finally looked at her with a straight eye, sneering coldly: "It really makes an old woman see the world."

  Madam Choi was about to retort when she saw Song Chuyi walk a few steps towards Chen Mingyu, then suddenly raised her voice: "I dare not, compared to Miss Chen's family education, I think our Bo Mansion and my maternal grandfather's house have already fulfilled their responsibilities."

  "How dare you!" Old Lady Chen angrily pointed at Song Chu-yi: "The family tradition of our Chen family has been personally praised by the Emperor, what are you, daring to point fingers at the education of my family?"

  Song Chuyi showed no fear, and with a hint of a smile, she glanced at Chen Niang: "It seems that Sister Chen is probably the odd one out in your family. I wonder if His Majesty will regret having praised your family's reputation after learning about Sister Chen's actions. At the time when we were attacked by the Tartar cavalry in Tongzhou, Sister Chen pushed me out to take the blame as her sister. I don't know if your ancestors had such a precedent, but Sister Chen seems to have followed suit."

  "You, this little brat, dare to humiliate our Chen family like this!" Madame Chen finally looked straight at Song Chu-yi and pointed her finger directly at her: "Don't think that just because you have the support of Princess Duanhui and are a thousand gold from the Bo Mansion, you can do whatever you want!"

  "It's not me who can do whatever I want!" Song Chuyi suppressed the urge to open Chen Lao's hand, and sneered: "It's your precious granddaughter! The matter in Tongzhou is not something I made up, and there are still Ta Sun and Ye Er Gongzi who can testify. If you don't believe me, Old Lady, you can go ask them! If you really don't want to lose face, you can also ask Chen Jie, whether what I said just now was true or false!"

  Chen Mingyu did not expect Song Chuyi to expose her shortcomings in front of so many people, and she involuntarily took two steps back in shock-----people from families like theirs, even if there are issues, should cover them up and resolve them privately, rather than being as ruthless and unconcerned about the consequences as Song Chuyi, tearing each other apart in public, making it difficult for the two families to interact with each other again.

  Song Chuyi actually had such audacity! She widened her eyes and kept backing away, the vermilion mole between her eyebrows becoming even more conspicuous.

  "I'd like to ask Chen Lao Furen and Chen Jie instead." Song Chu-yi frowned: "What have I done to offend Chen Jie, that she would repeatedly try to put me in a difficult position?!"