"Xun'er, come here and pay homage to the eldest lady."
Yang Pianzhi laughed loudly and called Yang Xun over. Yang Xun lowered his head and frowned tightly.
Because his aunt was married to the third most incompetent master of the Song family, her behavior had become increasingly crazier over the years, and now she had come up with such a despicable idea.
Feeling dark in his heart, he took a few steps forward to greet Mrs. Song.
Song Wan looked at his behavior and realized that the man didn't know anything about it, so he turned away.
Mrs. Song said: "What are you being so polite about as a family? You haven't seen your three younger siblings for a long time, and I miss you so much. You two should go catch up on old times and ignore us."
Yang Xun replied warmly: "I saw my aunt today and I feel relieved to know that she is in good health. She is about to leave the house now."
After saluting Mrs. Song again, Yang Xun turned around and went out.
Yang Pianzhi kept calling for people from behind, but when he saw that he couldn't stop her, he hurriedly chased her out.
"Are you stupid? Today is such a good opportunity for you to meet the Song Dynasty's legitimate daughter, why are you running away?"
Pulling Yang Xun, Yang Pianzhi frowned and said, "Do you know where that girl came from? She is Song Wan. If she hadn't been abandoned by the Marquis of Chengyang, how could you have met her?"
"Auntie, be careful what you say."
Yang Xun blushed angrily: "What you did today is really inappropriate, you..."
It was not easy to blame his elders, so he could only grit his teeth, flick his sleeves and leave again.
"Stop."
"If my brother hadn't asked me to take care of you before he passed away, I wouldn't want to take care of these bad things. What do you mean today, you don't look down on Song Wan? Although she is a loser..."
"aunt!"
Yang Xun had a cold face: "Don't forget that Zhao'er is also a woman. Before you act or speak, save some face for Zhao'er and save some face for the Yang family."
After speaking, Yang Xun pulled back his sleeves and walked out as if running away.
"What is it? My mother is willing to carry her to see you, but you still take her with you? I really don't know what to say."
Yang Pianzhi was so angry that she wanted to press Yang Xun's head and let him get married to Song Wanbaitang today. Song Wan, on the other hand, was completely indifferent, not even showing any signs of strangeness.
Mrs. Song looked at the vague smile on her face, and her heart tightened for some reason.
She pursed her lips and said with a dry smile: "Your third aunt is really outrageous. She actually led her nephew to break into the inner courtyard."
Seeing that Song Wan didn't answer, the mother-in-law beside her tried to smooth things over: "It's all because I'm so old and groggy that I didn't notice the movement in the front yard. If I had paid more attention, no one would have hit the young lady just now."
"Indeed."
Song Wan chuckled softly and said, "If Wan'er remembers correctly, Grandma Sun has been serving her mother for more than twenty years, right?"
Neither Mrs. Sun nor Mrs. Song knew what Song Wan meant by this. Mrs. Song frowned slightly, while Mrs. Sun nodded blankly.
Song Wan said: "You are loyal. Strangely, my mother values you very much."
"Yo'er Nian'er is back, please, mother."
Seeing Song Yao and Song Nian coming back with Huanhua brocade in their arms, Song Wan raised his hand towards the embroidery room and motioned for her to go first.
Mrs. Song looked into her eyes and walked towards the embroidery room with her heart twisted uneasily.
After the measurements of the three sisters were re-measured and everyone explained the sizes and styles to the mother-in-law in the embroidery room, Song Wanfang returned to his yard.
"Miss, are you saying that Madam has the idea of promising you to the Yang family?"
Heng Wu gritted his teeth and his eyes hurt with anger.
Even if she really wanted to talk to her lady as a matchmaker, there was no such way. What does that count nowadays? Was it because they were afraid that the man would look down on their young lady, so they hurriedly sent someone to show him his appearance?
How can a young lady from aristocratic families talk about kissing like this? This is simply the intention to abuse others.
Heng Wu wanted to say more, but Heng Zhi pulled her back and stopped her from speaking.
It is inevitable that the young lady will be betrothed to her again by her master when she returns home. It is not that her young lady does not understand this. But now that the madam dares to use such a rough and unflattering method, it means that she must have approved it with the master's consent.
Without the master's approval, how could the lady dare to act like this?
"Miss, this... the house is too impatient..."
Heng Zhi pursed her lips, and her tone sounded a bit crying due to anger.
How could he choose a good family for the young lady if he was so anxious? I'm afraid it won't be as powerful as the Marquis of Chengyang in the end.
And what is the Yang family?
Yang Pianzhi was able to propose marriage to the Song family because the third master was not only a concubine, but also a wealthy playboy who wanted nothing.
If it weren't for the fact that he couldn't find a candidate when he went to Beijing, he found Yang Pianzhi, who had brought some people from the same family who were not related to each other. Now that the other party wanted to enter the gate of the Song Mansion to pay tribute to her young lady, he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to get in. .
How could such a family be placed in front of her young lady?
Biting a bloody mark on her lip, Heng Zhi held her breath to prevent herself from crying in front of Song Wan.
"Why are you crying? I don't even care."
Shaking the letter in his hand gently, Song Wan smiled and handed it to Heng Zhi: "Send it to Uncle Su's hands."
After all, Mrs. Song is her elder, and she can't do anything to her, but this doesn't mean that Mrs. Song can do whatever she wants with her.
After sending the letter, Song Wan never mentioned anything about that day again.
A few days passed, while Mrs. Song was angry and anxious about Yang Xun's lack of integrity, she also felt uneasy in her heart. When I first saw that Song Wan had been calm and quiet these past few days, I slowly let go of my anxiety.
"I want this old slave to say that Madam is still too worried. No matter what, you are the mother of the eldest lady. It is only natural for you to find her husband's family for her marriage. What if you are too anxious? The eldest lady will not do anything to you. Yes, is it possible that she still dares to risk censure and report your situation to the master?"
"And even when you sent the eldest lady back to the Marquis Mansion last time, she just said a few words. Now, even if I know this little flaw, I don't bother to pay attention to it."
"Ma'am, relax, don't be too worried."
Mrs. Song pressed her eyebrows and shook her head gently: "I also know that she can't do anything to me, but I don't know how. I just feel uneasy for no reason."
While the two were chatting, a little maid wearing a rust-red brocade jacket came in from outside.
"Madam, Mrs. Su's wife is here. The eldest lady asked her servant to tell the lady that if you are free now, you can go and meet the eldest lady in the courtyard."
"Mrs. Su?"
Mrs. Song's eyelids twitched and she subconsciously tightened her handkerchief.
Even Granny Sun next to her choked her breath and felt suddenly panicked.
"How could my sister-in-law come here? Wan'er is really..."
She watched Grandma Sun forcing herself to calm down, tidying up her clothes, makeup, and hair, and then walked out with a sullen face.
As soon as the two arrived at Song Wan's courtyard, they saw Li Zhen, the wife of Mrs. Song's brother's brother and Song Wan's biological aunt, standing in the center of the courtyard.
As soon as Li Zhen saw Mrs. Song, she immediately smiled heartily and said, "I haven't seen you for a long time, Seventh Sister. I never thought that you have changed a lot now. You are no longer the timid person you were before you left the cabinet, and you can't speak rudely when you meet people."
Mrs. Song's face tightened, and she suppressed her anger and said, "Sister-in-law, you're fine."
Li Zhen agreed with a smile, and then said: "Come in and sit down, what are you doing there?"
"Wan'er, hurry up and pour some tea for your mother. My aunt and sister-in-law want to have a nice chat today about what happened in the Su Mansion and the Song Mansion over the years."
Song Wan stood aside obediently, poured tea for the two of them, and then stood quietly behind his aunt.
Seeing this, Li Zhen's eyes showed appreciation. She turned her head and smiled at the expressionless Mrs. Song: "I'm not here just to reminisce about old times. In fact, I also brought something to Sister Seven. You..."
Just as she was speaking, she paused, pointed to Mrs. Sun next to Mrs. Song and said, "If I remember correctly, your surname is Sun?"
Mrs. Sun's eyelids twitched and she said to herself, she knew why Li Zhen came today.
