pappabearbooks Chapter 1051: Song Ci: You Look Like a Hen Who Just Won a Fight
Chapter 1051: Song Ci: You Look Like a Hen Who Just Won a Fight
Madam Wen returned to her room, where Wen Zishan was kneeling, her face growing even more unsightly."Why are you looking like this now?"
"Mother, if you’re angry, direct it at me. It doesn’t matter if you beat or scold me, just don’t let it affect your health." Wen Zishan crawled forward on her knees, trying to hold Madam Wen’s hand.
Madam Wen avoided her, glanced at her coldly: "I don’t have the authority to preach to you. Whatever I say, you won’t listen, so why should I waste my breath?"
"Mother." Wen Zishan bit her lip, tears the size of beans fell down: "I’m just unwilling. In terms of family background, character, talent, and appearance, how am I inferior to Consort Zhou? Why must I live beneath others?"
"Why, since you ask, I’ll tell you, it’s fate. Marriages are always a matter of opportunity. When the Princes were granted wives, how old were you? The Imperial Family is eager to spread its branches and leaves, do you think they’d wait for a young girl like you to grow up?" Madam Wen replied coldly: "Also, the intentions from above are always hard to predict, it’s not you because your father is the Governor of Jiangnan, high in power, holding the reins in Jiangnan."
Wen Zishan was taken aback.
Madam Wen said no more, just continued: "What’s past is past, but you saw today, Consort Zhou came prepared, she knew about the Wanbao Building matter yet did not mention it, only hinted about how affectionate she and Prince Zhou are, how solid her position is, how extensive her influence is, all to tell you that she’s the high and lofty Official Wife, even if you were truly brought into Prince Zhou’s household, you’d merely be surviving under her hand!"
Wen Zishan trembled.
Madam Wen looked exhausted, saying: "Today’s events must have been a stinging slap to you, so I need not say more. With your proud nature, if you’re truly willing to live beneath others, then I’ve wasted my years of upbringing for you, now leave."
"Mother..."
"Get out!"
Nanny Wang immediately helped Wen Zishan out of the room and instructed the maid to take her to the courtyard.
She returned to the main room, softly comforting Madam Wen.
Madam Wen wiped the corner of her eye, saying: "The greater my expectations for her, the greater my disappointment now. I used to find the Song Family’s status too low, now it’s even out of reach."
Nanny Wang sighed: "Fate has its own plans for marriage, please take it easy."
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Song Minister’s Mansion, Chunhui Hall.
Madam Song spoke to Song Ci with joy about today’s delightful experience at Songshan Temple, her pleasure resembling that of a victorious hen, overwhelmingly proud.
"Madam Wen always prides herself as noble, but now her face is probably so swollen she can’t hold her head high again."
Song Ci couldn’t help but raise a hand and asked: "Do you know what you look like now?"
Madam Song: "???"
"A victorious hen, seeing the opponent slumped down motionless, you run rampant across the field flapping your wings, not forgetting to cluck a few times to provoke, flaunting your power."
Madam Song: "..."
Nanny Gong couldn’t help but smile, the imagery was indeed vivid.
"Mother, listen to what you’re saying." Madam Song felt slightly embarrassed.
Isn’t mother supposed to be on our side? We’re all family, shouldn’t we face the enemy together? It was she who said Miss Wen is arrogant and disliked her, yet now she’s teaming up with outsiders to mock us?
Song Ci looked askance at her, saying: "One should be generous. When seeing others defeated, it’s enough to enjoy secretly, no need to flaunt. One should be magnanimous, understand?"
Madam Song: Allow me to be frank, there’s a hint of pretentiousness there, you know?