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Outside, four maidservants and several servants came to invite him.

Zhao Teng turned around and told Song Qingyu to be mentally prepared. Who knew that she had already slowly stepped out of the sedan.

At the same time, the onlookers also rushed to look at these Song Family direct daughters who were raised in the countryside.

"Please ask the second steward to lead the young lady in through the side door. Madame is already waiting in the lobby. "

The person who spoke was a maidservant who was standing beside the First Madam. She was responsible for inviting Song Qingyu. Her name was Ming He. Minghe sized up Song Qingyu, but he didn't have the air of a country bumpkin.

Everyone was praising her. She was truly the daughter of the Song Family. No matter where she grew up, she always had the bearing of a young miss.

The First Lady had wanted to humiliate Song Qingyu in front of the people. But now it didn't seem that way anymore.

Looking at the open side door, some people were gloating, while others wanted to see what the young miss was planning.

Song Qing smiled. She looked up with hesitation and confusion, yet she didn't know what was going on. "The young miss of the Song Residence needs to enter through a side door."

Her voice was not loud, but it was loud enough for some people to hear. People felt that the arrangement of the Song Residence was inappropriate. It had also smacked the Song Residence's benevolent and righteous face.

The identity of the Song Family's eldest daughter was confirmed.

Ming He was also stunned. The First Wife deliberately made things difficult for her by testing her reaction. She never thought that she would actually strike back at her. She obviously came from the countryside, but her character was rumored to be weak. At this moment, he felt that there was a huge difference from the rumors.

It was just right that if he let her in through the side door, he would make sure not to mention the face of the First Wife. If that happened, it would be in the ears of the Old Master. A bad reputation.

Minghe thought, "Miss, you should go through the gate."

At this time, Song Qingyu had already started walking towards the side door. It was as if she hadn't heard Ming He's voice.

Ming He could not help but raise his voice and call out to Song Qingyu, "Young Mistress."

Song Qingyu then turned around and asked in a daze, "What did you call me just now?"

She had a pair of beautiful phoenix eyes that were filled with water.

Minghe could not imagine what the face looked like, but he heard from the bottom of his heart that it was ruined. It seemed that way too, otherwise she wouldn't have covered her face.

However, her phoenix eyes twitched, as if she wanted to ask what Minghe had called out to. This way, please. "

Song Qingyu then seemed to realize something, "My ears are not good, I walked in through the door. I thought my mother didn't like me coming back."

After hearing this, everyone felt that the First Wife was deliberately making things difficult for them.

Song Qingyu then entered the mansion and dispersed. During the meal or tea break, everyone talked about this matter.

According to the Song Residence's rules, Song Qing and Yu first went back to the house to pay their respects to the wife. As the group led the way, Nannan suddenly took advantage of everyone's lack of attention and started walking in another direction.

Song Qingyu walked through a few corridors and turned before he reached the main hall.

Several young maidservants had lined up from one end of the long corridor to the other. There was a big door in the middle, with two mama at the front. They opened it when they saw Song Qingyu coming.

"Greetings, Miss."

Song Qingyu smiled lightly and entered the room. He saw the eldest wife, Lady Shen, and the second wife, Lady Yang, as well as the daughters of Song Yiyan and the second wife, Song Yunjiu.

Perhaps it was because of Song Zhentian's sin, but other than Song Qingyu, there were only two daughters, one was Song Yiyan and the other was the second concubine's son, Song Yunjiu.

On the contrary, Song Zhentian's younger brother, Song Zhenghua, had a man and a woman under his knee. Song Chengxiu had been studying outside since he was young.

Song Qing Yu bowed weakly, "Mother, good morning."

When the first wife heard the reply, she was angered. She was still smiling as she said, "Little girl Ah Yu is already so big. She's so slim and graceful now."

Song Qingyu looked very obedient when he heard that, and his face actually had a layer of blush on it.

The first wife smiled coldly. In the end, she was still a country girl. She took it for real when she spoke of it so casually. She took a sip of her tea.

Song Qingyu followed up and said naturally, "A Yu is the big girl. The young miss of the Song Residence should be the biggest one."

When a young miss said this, Song Qingyu's words about her were not the slightest bit wrong. However, it was completely different from what he had imagined. It was like a country girl with her mouth wide open.

When she heard Song Qing and Yu's words, the First Lady nearly choked on her tea.

Song Yiyan, who was beside her, wanted to see how useless this peasant girl was. Ben had been thinking about humiliating her, but he didn't expect her to say she was the eldest miss.

There was no rule at all!

Song Yiyan immediately said coquettishly, "Mother, I am the young miss of the Song Manor. What is wrong with this country girl, she has no manners at all. "

Hearing this, the first wife also frowned, but Song Qingyu was indeed older than Song Yiyan, which was also an indisputable fact. It wasn't good for him to turn the tables in front of everyone else.

The first wife glanced at Song Qingyu and patted his hand. She then walked up to him enthusiastically and held his hand. Since Ah Yu has come back, then come back. We are all daughters of the Song Family, how can we be big or small?

As she spoke, her gaze shifted, as though she was feeling sorry for Song Qingyu.

"These years have been hard on the child. Since you're not here, the servant girl has no rules. It would be hard to change her mind if she comes back. Come back and take more responsibility. "

Shen Jingting's charming mouth seemed to dissolve the awkwardness of her two daughters.

Dressed up as a mother.

"Mother, it's no trouble. "I know that I was born from a legal wife, and that I am only born after my mother passed away. The people of the Song Manor are not worried, they are only worried that others might hear about me and think that my mother is bullying me?"

Everyone was speechless.

A peasant girl had actually rendered the First Madam speechless.

The Second Aunt's heart was at ease as she listened. She could not help but glance at Song Qingyu a few more times. She took a sip of her tea but did not say a word. To her, the best thing was to spectate the battle.

Song Qingyu continued, "Servants, it's not difficult to change your words. Mother was born with the rule, otherwise, the Song Family would have had their backs poked by others, and Daddy's reputation would not be good. Mother, did I say something wrong? "

"What are you?" Song Yiyan saw that her mother did not say anything, so she came over fiercely. Seeing that Song Qingyu did not even try to refute her, she became even more arrogant, "How can an ugly monster be the young miss of the Song Manor!"

Hearing this, Song Qingyu pretended to be frightened as he retreated half a step. He covered his face and said with a frightened expression, "Second sister."

The First Lady glanced at it. He sneered in his heart. Sure enough, his face was ruined.

She should have known better than to be ugly.

"Yiyan, don't be so rude in the future. Since Ah Yu has returned, he should be the Young Miss of the Residence. " said the First Lady, smiling softly.

Song Yiyan smiled, she already had the thought of stripping off Song Qingyu's veil and making her lose face in front of everyone.

"Big sister, cover your face. It can't be that ugly, right? If little sister accidentally hurt you with her words, don't blame little sister." The younger sister just felt that a piece of muslin could not cover up her ugliness. "