Reborn Concubine, Be Respectful First

"Eh? Who slandered her? She couldn't stand my brother-in-law and cousin, so she drove them out. Was it your marquis' wife who did it? She drove them out and then asked the pregnant woman to return home to pay her respects. Wasn't it your marquis' wife who did it? You throw people out and then call them back. Aren't you just making things difficult for them? Which one of you is wrong?" Song Hejing stood on the steps with her hands on her waist and said to Nanny Chen.

Even Fang herself had never expected that her daughter would become so eloquent.

However, Madam He had been looking at Madam Liu worriedly. Seeing the smile in her eyes, she felt relieved.

It's just that Madam He, not Madam Liu, knew to find a good marriage for her eldest son, which would not only help her son to make further progress this year.

The Sixth Prince also brought his youngest daughter back home several times, and the youngest daughter even stayed for a day.

She now looked at Song Hejing. Not to mention scolding one or two servants, even if they killed someone now, she would have to hurry up and bury the body.

Yuan was sitting in the main hall. Although she was listening to Zhang and Jiang talking, her eyes would occasionally glance towards the direction of the courtyard gate.

I hadn't seen anyone coming for a long time, and when the warm smile on my face was almost gone, I saw someone coming late.

However, when he saw the group of people behind Su Xinqing, the smile on his face disappeared completely.

"Mother-in-law, how are you? Nanny Chen said that mother-in-law missed her daughter-in-law. Knowing that she can finally get out of bed today, she asked her daughter-in-law to come and meet her mother-in-law. I wonder if mother-in-law is doing well these days? How are my sister-in-law and my niece? How is the relationship between sister Mingzhu and the eldest son of the Marquis of Wu'an? When I was in the boudoir, I often saw the son of the Marquis of Wu'an chasing after my elder sister. I think the son of the Marquis of Wu'an likes a gentle, well-educated and well-mannered wife. Mother-in-law, you must let Mingzhu control her temper, otherwise, wouldn't life be more and more meaningless!"

After talking for a while, Su Xinqing felt a little thirsty.

He sat down and took the tea handed to him by Banyue, which was brought from the Chu Mansion.

Soon, the places in front of Su Xinqing, Fang, Madam Liu and Madam He were filled with food, all of which were brought from the Chu Mansion.

Zhang and Jiang saw that every word Su Xinqing said was a thorn in their sister-in-law's side.

The eldest sister-in-law was just angry but dared not say anything, and they were even more afraid to do so, especially since Su Xinqing was no longer the same person she used to be.

They didn't dare to say much, because they didn't have the upright backbone like the daughter of the Shen family. If they were beaten like Shen Yue, they would have no one to complain.

Even Chu Yu and the eldest sister-in-law were overwhelmed by the anger of the person in front of them and couldn't do anything to him.

"Hehe..." Zhang and Jiang looked at each other and smiled awkwardly.

This immediately attracted Yuan's angry glare, and the two of them immediately shut their mouths, like a gourd with its mouth sawed off.

Yuan turned around and looked at the people who were eating happily. She felt a headache and then looked at the Countess of Yong'an who had been silent.

If it wasn't for the other person today, I wouldn't have to suffer this punishment.

"Su, what's wrong with you? Didn't you see your stepmother coming?" After a long time, Yuan finally spoke patiently.

Su Xinqing stood up and saluted casually, as if she had just noticed Li's livid face. "Mother, how are you?"

Before Li let her get up, she sat down again.

"You are the black-hearted stepmother of my cousin. You are here to find faults with my cousin again. Why didn't you find my aunt's tombstone, but you went straight to the Zhenbei Marquis' Mansion to threaten people? Humph, you rich and powerful ladies don't do things in an upright manner. You see that you can't use the dead, so you try to use the living. How do you plan to use filial piety to pressure my cousin!"

Before Li had a chance to speak, Song Hejing had already stood up and accused the other party.

"Where did this wild girl come from? How dare she be rude to our lady? Come on, take her away and throw her out!" Xi's mother stood up in anger.

The look in Li's eyes when she looked at Song Hejing seemed as if she wanted to tear him to pieces.

"Oh, Mother Xi is so bold. My cousin is a daughter of an official family. How come Mother Xi is so old and confused that she thinks she is the master just because she has been with my stepmother all her life and doesn't know her own position? Someone, drag Mother Xi out! In this Zhenbei Marquis Mansion, it has never been the turn of an old servant from another mansion to call the shots." Su Xinqing's tone was full of sarcasm as she looked at the woman in the room.

Wei had been sitting next to Li. She was so happy to see her sister-in-law being humiliated.

"Old slave... Madam, I have absolutely no intention of overstepping my authority... Hey, what are you doing? Let go..." When Mother Xi saw the two servants of the Zhenbei Marquis tearing off their clothes, she wanted to break free from their shackles, but she didn't know why she couldn't move at all: "Madam, Madam..."

Su Xinqing saw the dog beside Li being taken away by Shanqing and Shanwu.

I feel much better now.

The three Fang family members saw that the two younger generations did not suffer any loss, but just smiled and said nothing, with doting written all over their faces.

Li: “…”

His brows were furrowed, as if two sharp swords were intertwined together, his eyes were as big as copper bells, and there was a cold light flashing in his eyes, carrying a biting chill.

She clenched her hands into fists, her knuckles turning white from the force, as if she wanted to crush all the dissatisfaction and anger.

When Su Xinqing saw the other person's look, the smile on her lips became more sincere.

Although she was in the inner house, she also heard a little about Su Xinya's situation.

She didn't think that Li would come to see her for no reason. In the past ten years in the Earl of Yong'an's Mansion, she had never seen Li take the initiative to see her once.

It's just that the other party doesn't want to say it, so I just watch it for fun.

"Cousin, this chestnut crisp is delicious, would you like to try it?"

"Well, thank you cousin. Miaojin, you eat too." Su Xinqing handed the plate to Jiang Miaojin and told her not to be polite.

Jiang Miaojin had no choice but to take a piece and put it to her lips, occasionally looking up at the atmosphere of the people in the room.

I couldn't help but admire the two cousins. No wonder my mother always said that Mrs. Chu was very clear-headed.

Anyway, she didn't dare to do that. Even at home, in her grandmother's yard, she rarely ate in front of her elders.

"Su Xinqing, what's your attitude? Do you want to draw a clear line between you and the Yong'an Earl's Mansion? Your aunt is from the Su family, how can you move her tombstone to another place without informing our family? Do you want no one to worship your aunt after she dies?"

When Su Xinqing heard Li finally tell her the purpose of her trip, the smile on her face turned cold.

"Countess Yong'an, you have forgotten that our Baozhen signed a birth contract before entering the mansion, and was about to be released to get married, but you kept her as a concubine. We have arranged a marriage for my sister, and it is all your fault. It was your master who forced our sister to marry, and now you have the nerve to talk about offering sacrifices. Let me ask you, the wealthy families, do you allow the concubine's tablet to be placed in the ancestral temple?" Fang Shi has not been Fang for more than ten years, and she knows what it means to be in a wealthy family.

She couldn't bear the thought of her sister being a wandering ghost after a hundred years, let alone her husband who loved her so much.

So, after hearing the opinions of my niece and eldest son, I moved back to my hometown early, as they all believed in returning to their roots.

They have already thought about it, that when they and their husbands pass away, they will be buried in their hometown to accompany their younger sister.

The eldest son is now an official in the court, and the county, village head, and clan leader dare not object to the burial of his sister back home.

During the Qingming Festival and winter and summer holidays, the clan leader and descendants of the Song family would help with the worship.

They only go back once every one or two years. Now that they are older, they have handed over full responsibility to their two sons.