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Chapter 31 Tear apart

Half a month later, the Duke of Wei returned to the capital with a great victory and reorganized his troops thirty miles away from the capital. An used the excuse of going to the city gate to greet him and was allowed to leave the house by the old lady.

The carriage of the Duke of Wei's mansion passed through most of Luoyang and arrived at Yudai Lane.

As soon as Madam Zhao waved her hand, the gong and drum team that had been waiting there for a long time immediately played harsh ritual music, and stood at the door of the innermost house, playing musical instruments and singing.

People around looked out to see what was happening.

The street was bustling with vendors and customers, all stopping their feet and craning their necks to look. It was going to be quite lively!

Nanny Zhao went up and knocked on the door, but there was no response for a while.

She curled her lips and called over the loudest voice in the surrounding area. He interrupted the pause in the music and said in a tearful voice, "Madam An of the Duke of Wei's Mansion has come here to welcome the Duke of Wei's concubine into the mansion."

"Please open the door, Madam Song!"

The lingering sound spread throughout the entire Yudai Lane.

Wow! The people started to make a noise. Some enthusiastically climbed up the wall and shouted to the guards and servants waiting inside, "Open the door quickly! The mistress is here to take your master and concubine into the mansion to enjoy the good life!"

The guard's face darkened, and he suppressed the murderous intent in his heart as he pushed the man off the wall.

In the next yard, the woman wearing gold and jade crumpled the handkerchief in her hand into a ball, feeling extremely jealous: Why isn't she as understanding as the mistress!

The maid next to her, who was open-minded, advised, "Oh, my lady, when a concubine comes into the house, the mistress of any family doesn't sit still and wait for the concubine to kneel down and offer tea. But the wife of the Duke of Wei came to invite her so eagerly. Anyone with a discerning eye can see that this is a Hongmen Feast. Didn't you see that person next door hiding and not saying anything?"

"Why?" the woman was puzzled. She had begged the master for years but to no avail. "If I could become a legitimate concubine, even if the child I give birth to would be a bastard, he would still be a legitimate young master of the mansion. Isn't that a hundred times better than being criticized and scolded for being born out of wedlock?"

The nanny looked at the young woman and shook her head, "It's not that easy to stay in that mansion!"

In the courtyard, Song Qingyan fiercely smashed the jade cup in her hand to the ground, "Good! Good! What a great An!"

She had focused all her attention on guarding against that little bitch Tang Zhao, but she didn't expect to be caught off guard by An!

"Madam, if they continue to make trouble like this, I'm afraid they are determined to use public opinion to force you into the mansion. Once you are in the mansion, it will be difficult to get out," said Nanny Zhang.

"How should I not know?" Song Qingyan paced back and forth in the room. "The only solution now is to temporarily avoid the sharp edge." She looked at the steward beside her and said, "Pack your things and leave through the back door."

"Madam!" a servant reported, "The back door has been blocked, and the guards who tried to break out have been captured alive!"

"The An family is fully prepared to force me to death," Song Qingyan sneered, "Where's the Duke? Is he coming back soon?"

"The guards who were watching outside have already gone to report to the Duke."

"Well, with the Duke backing me up, why would I be afraid of a mere An?" Song Qingyan sneered, "Doesn't An want to see me? I'll grant her wish!"

"Comfort the young lady and don't let anyone offend her," Song Qingyan instructed, then led the group out of the yard.

Madam Zhao was lying on the door when she heard footsteps. She quickly stepped back down the stairs. With a creak, the heavy carved mahogany door opened.

A woman wearing a reddish long dress embroidered with gold peonies and a set of light pink pearl headwear appeared in front of everyone.

"Who is the wife of Duke Wei?" Tang Ming then helped An get out of the car and stood on the steps to look at the concubine.

As soon as she saw the concubine's face, An's pupils shrank and she screamed, "No, no! You are not Song! Song died ten years ago! Who are you?"

Song Qingyan stood on the high steps and looked down at An, smiling like a flower, "Of course I am not my poor sister, Madam An. If my sister had not passed away, you would be just a concubine!"

How dare you show off in front of me!
Tang Ming shuddered all over, and completely understood why Tang Zhao wanted to deal with this mistress.

She quickly calmed down and tugged hard at her mother's sleeve.

An looked at her daughter and slowly calmed down. Following her daughter's instructions, she walked up the stairs and said, "No matter what happened in the past, I am now the wife of the Duke of Wei, the Duke's legitimate wife! I am the mistress of your concubine!"

Song Qingyan gritted her teeth.

An and Song stood at the door, one inside and one outside. "Now that I'm here to welcome you into the mansion, you should greet me with a smile and express your gratitude!"

"Madam, are you trying to trick me into entering the mansion and then harm me?" Song Qingyan shook her head. "My elder sister died in the mansion. I don't have the same blessing as her, so I dare not enter the mansion without permission."

An's eyes turned red with anger. She was wrongly accused of being involved in Song's death and suffered a lot of persecution. In the end, it was the old lady who came forward to save her.

"My stepmother's death has nothing to do with my mother. This was personally verified by my grandmother. Aunt Song doesn't even believe what my grandmother said?" Seeing that he could not rely on his mother, Tang Ming had to speak up himself.

"I believe what the old lady says," Song turned her gaze to the graceful and elegant girl. "The Duke has been very kind to me, but I consider myself too humble to enter the Duke's Mansion. I only wish to live out the rest of my life here."

"Auntie, you are wrong," Tang Ming said in a gentle tone that was no less gentle than Song's. "Auntie, you gave birth to a pair of children for father. This is a great blessing."

Song Qingyan clenched her hands. They actually knew of Shi'er's existence!

"Even if you don't consider yourself, you should at least think more about your children. Dayu law doesn't recognize children born out of wedlock. If you insist on not bringing your brother and sister into the mansion, then they are the children of illegitimate children!"

"How can I, the young master and daughter of the Duke of Wei's mansion, be called a fatherless illegitimate child by others? Besides, my concubine lives outside, surrounded by all kinds of people. What if something happens?"

Song Qingyan cared most about her two children. Now, a junior pointed at her nose and called her children illegitimate. She was immediately furious. She didn't even care when Tang Ming secretly pointed at her and pointed out that her innocence was questionable. She sneered, "Second Miss is a lady from a famous family. Please be kind with your words. Be careful not to break the precepts of speech and be punished by the Buddha!"

How could An bear to see her daughter, whom she had loved for seventeen years, being cursed by a concubine? She raised her hand and slapped that pitiful face hard!

Bang! Song Qingyan's face suddenly became red and swollen. She said in disbelief, "You dare to hit me?"

An said sternly, "You are a concubine, a slave, and yet you dare to curse a legitimate daughter. This is so unruly. Shouldn't I beat you?"

"Good!" The people watching on the side applauded.

A middle-aged woman snorted and shouted, "She really deserves a beating! A mistress is so arrogant, she deserves a good lesson!"

What woman in the world wouldn't be angry if she knew her husband was having an affair? Wouldn't she want to go and fight? She just forced herself to hold it back for various reasons.

Now that I see the wife scolding the concubine, I feel like I have vented my anger.

Who made them the wives? They have the natural right to teach the mistresses a lesson!

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