Chapter 1043: Madam Song: My Face Is So Swollen
Chapter 1043: Chapter 1043: Madam Song: My Face Is So Swollen
Madam Song felt like she had swallowed a fly.
The girl she had such high hopes for, the one she had praised in front of her mother-in-law, turned around and slapped her in the face as resoundingly as possible, leaving her humiliated.
The worst part was, she had to pretend nothing happened and carry on with the charade. It was truly disgusting.
"Madam, if you keep that dark expression when you meet them, everyone will know something is up. Weâre going to make offerings, not to start a feud," Housekeeper Fang said helplessly.
Madam Song retorted, "I have a dark face, so what? What can she do about it? In terms of rank, I surpass her. By birth, I come from the Marquis Mansion. As for men, my husband is the Prime Minister, a favorite of the Emperor. If I show her some face, what can she complain about? Even when it comes to raising children, my children would never behave as hers have, daring to be alone with an outside man."
"But it wasnât just the two of them."
"So being in company makes it acceptable? Theyâre peers, with no elder present, whereâs the decorum? She prides herself on her Wang lineage, but itâs clear sheâs only a distant relative who learned the surface, not the depth," Madam Song snorted coldly.
Indeed, the actions of Miss Wen did not escape Madam Songâs notice, especially as Song Zhiyuan had warned her. Going to offer incense might just be normal socializing, but never mention marriage.
This left Madam Song dumbfounded, naturally prompting inquiries into why, and the result?
She was so angry that she almost exploded on the spot, saying she wouldnât go, but was persuaded by Song Zhiyuanâs compelling arguments.
So, Madam Song went to the appointment as scheduled, but not with the intention of matchmaking; rather, it was a performance.
Moreover, she no longer needed to maintain a facade of pleasing, but could act aloof: "Is this how a reputable family like the Wen family behaves, with deep foundations?"
"As long as youâre aware, itâs best not to show any traces. Otherwise, if others see, theyâll think youâre arrogant, and when the Young Master is choosing a bride, thereâll be no interest?" Housekeeper Fang advised. "And the Prime Minister has said, itâs wise not to offend the Wen family. Theyâre governors back home, after all."
Madam Song felt a bit nauseated.
Though Yu Hang is Prime Minister Songâs hometown, Jiangnanâs regional leader is now Governor Wen. If they wanted trouble, they wouldnât be upfront about it.
Moreover, the most important thing is that the Emperor also needs Governor Wen. Itâs not just the man you look at, but the face of the Buddha.
Madam Song reluctantly said, "I understand, it just feels very frustrating."
Housekeeper Fang thought, who wouldnât say so? That young lady, appearing so dignified, didnât seem like someone who didnât know propriety, yet she made such a foolish mistake. In the eyes of those who care, even the indifferent become interested.
The wheels of the carriage rattled, and soon they arrived at Songshan Temple. The abbot personally came to greet them, and Madam Wen had already brought Wen Zishan to wait there.
Perhaps out of guilt, Madam Wen was warmer the next time she saw Madam Song and didnât act self-important as she previously did.
Madam Song, having been an officialâs wife for many years, was well-practiced. As soon as she stepped off the carriage, she was all smiles, took Madam Wenâs hand for a friendly greeting, full of cheerful conversation, as if completely unaware of Wen Zishanâs foolishness.
If Song Ci were here, he might utter a common saying: Oscar owes them two little gold statues!
Truly a dramatic performance by Song!~