The autumn wind blew, making everyone feel comfortable and relaxed. Compared to the scorching heat of the previous days, such nights always made people feel carefree and joyful. Madame's face, which had finally looked a bit better, suddenly turned pale as she stood up after hearing Mr. Song's words, exclaiming: "What?!"

  Mr. Song remembered his mother's words before he left and patiently explained to her: "Do you know what Chen Xiang is thinking by coming to propose at this time? Even if you're stupid, you should be able to guess that it's not a coincidence that Madam Su came right after him for Miss Chen! The situation has been changing a lot recently, so don't go to the palace of the Imperial Concubine for now. This time, your mother will personally go to the palace, and you just stay at home and take care of the household, don't cause any more trouble."

  In the eyes of Song Dafu's wife, she couldn't quite understand what was going on, but she did know who Chen Xiang was. She had heard that Chen Xiang had come to ask for Chen's hand in marriage and had even hastily taken his troops away afterwards, leaving her shocked and pale-faced. She didn't have time to worry about whether or not to enter the palace-----the Empress Dowager had already handed Song Chuyi over to the Queen Mother, and because of this, she had incurred the displeasure and dislike of both the Emperor and Old Lady Song. She herself had been cold-shouldered by the Emperor for several days. She had done everything she could for her daughter; if she did anything else that would displease her husband and mother-in-law, it was likely that her position would be in jeopardy. She couldn't let things get any worse, absolutely not.

  "Yes." She tidied up her disheveled thoughts and regained her usual calm demeanor, looking up at her husband: "Last time's incident was indeed my fault, I shouldn't have been muddled and harmed Xiao Yi."

  Mr. Song looked at her with a glance, sighed and sat down on the chair to take the tea handed over by Jinling: "As the head of the family, your behavior is really too much. Your mother has never been so angry all these years, once was Li Shi, and now it's you."

  The lady heard that Mr. Song was comparing her with Li Shi, and her eyebrows suddenly jumped, and she hung her head even lower.

  "Xiao Yi may have lost her mother, but don't forget that she has the Cui family standing behind her." Mr. Song saw that she didn't respond and didn't think much of it, continuing to speak on his own: "Moreover, don't forget that you are the matriarch of the Song family, her great aunt. Don't bully a child who has lost her mother, this makes you appear cruel and also makes people fear you. You've been married into the Song family for so many years, but only made one mistake, which almost cost the life of the Song family's children. Now that you're still raising the three children of your fifth brother, how can they look up to you? And what about Jue Er and his wife, how can they respect you?"

  Madam Song did not expect Mr. Song to say such heart-wrenching words so bluntly, and for a moment she really couldn't stand still, stumbling and steadying herself, looking at Mr. Song in disbelief, several times wanting to open her mouth but unable to utter a complete sentence.

  "I've said this many times before, and I'll say it again today." Song Da Lao Ye stared into the eyes of the madam, enunciating each word clearly: "You are the eldest daughter of the Li family, representing the Li family's reputation. You are also the matriarch of the Song family, representing the face of the Song family. You have a son and a daughter, and your status is unparalleled. I hope you cherish all this and don't one day destroy it yourself. Some things, once broken, can never go back to the way they were."

  Madam Song listened in a daze for half a day, unable to hold back her tears which filled her eyes, almost bursting into sobs. She stared blankly as Mr. Song walked out the door, not even thinking of stopping him.

  "Madam," Jin Ling called out softly, summoning up the courage to advise her: "Why don't you get some rest? The master has already left."

  "No." Madam Song wiped away the tears that had already overflowed from her eyes, her voice hoarse: "Go to Sixth Miss's place for a trip."

  Jin Ling and Jin Huan exchanged a glance, almost frightened out of their wits. They couldn't care about saving face anymore, and rushed forward to grab hold of Lady Song, advising in unison: "Milady, it's already so late, and Sixth Miss is staying at Ning De Hall. If you go there now, you'll inevitably disturb Old Madam, and if you disturb Old Madam, that would be disastrous."

  "Besides, madam, you've already missed one opportunity. Last time you went to find Sixth Miss, now the old master and mistress are still angry with you, and Master and Young Master are also much colder towards you, don't..."

  Mrs. Song looked at Jinling and Jinhuan, who were frightened, and couldn't help but sigh - she just wanted to go and apologize to Xiaoliu, but ended up scaring these two girls like this. It seems that the old master's words earlier not only scared herself, but also intimidated the people around her.

  She never thought that one day she would be treated like this by Master Song, but on the premise that she did something wrong, even if she wanted to complain, she felt a little guilty. Master said it was right, Song Chuyi was much more important than she imagined, and also much more loved by Old Master Song and Old Madam Song than she had imagined.

  "Whatever!" She sighed, looking at the flowers on the table that were blown by the wind, feeling her eyes sting, perhaps it was really struggling for too long, almost forgetting how many nights she hadn't slept.

  Jin Ling and Jin Huan saw that she no longer mentioned going out to look for Song Chuyi, and they both let out a sigh of relief in their hearts. They began to busily help her tidy up the bed and prepare to serve her to sleep.

  Mrs. Song stopped Jinling who was about to leave: "It's not convenient to go to the Sixth Miss now, but the Fourth Young Master is living with the Third Young Master. You can go over there."

  Jin Ling looked at the madam with some surprise and a little trepidation, fearing that the madam would ask her to do something similar to what Jin Popo had done to persuade Song Chuyi.

  Fortunately, the lady didn't mean that. She pointed to the several boxes of ink and brushes on the table, which were bestowed by the imperial palace, and said to Jinling: "Send these to Third Master and Fourth Master, and also ask the needlework room to make a few new clothes for them."

  She was so anxious that she was a bit confused, and actually thought of going to find Song Chuyi directly. Song Chuyi, this little girl, whether she hates or likes it on her face, will not show any signs at all. She is probably even if she breaks her mouth, she can't see what attitude she has.

  It's better to do it practically and let her see ----- She cares about Song Yan so much, she will try to make amends by being good to him, believing that one day, Song Chuyi will slowly forget this matter.

  Of course, if this little girl can avoid the empress dowager's wrath. If she cannot avoid it, Madam Song's heart skipped a beat, and she closed her eyes, feeling bitter and on the verge of tears.