Xue Xingyue glanced up at the person pointing at her and sneered, "Who are you?"
"I am..."
"Yu Ming, you mustn't be rude," Old Master Song suddenly spoke.
Song Yu Ming stared at her fiercely, his gaze seeming as if he wanted to devour her alive.
"What rudeness? Elder Brother is right. If it weren't for her usefulness, how could a peasant girl easily enter the Song mansion?" Song Ming Hui unleashed all her previous humiliation. If it weren't for this lowly person, why would she have been mocked by the Ninth Princess?
Xue Xingyue saw this and glanced at Song Ming Hui. Song Ming Hui puffed out her chest, but gradually, for some unknown reason, she felt that although those eyes were unremarkable, they seemed to carry a hint of coldness.
A chill arose from within her, but she would not back down. She was the only legitimate daughter of the Song mansion, how could she be afraid of a mere peasant girl? What a joke. Da Feng Novel Network
"Then, according to Miss Ming Hui's wishes, what should I do?" Xue Xingyue asked Song Ming Hui.
Song Ming Hui snorted coldly, "You should fight fiercely with the Princess. You have entered the ancestral hall and are the wife of Third Brother, acknowledged by the Song mansion."
Xue Xingyue smiled upon hearing this, "So that's how it is. So, the reason I could smoothly enter the Song mansion is for me to contend with the Ninth Princess?"
"Yes," Song Ming Hui replied.
Xue Xingyue looked at Old Master Song and Old Madam Song. They both looked away. At this moment, a man walked out. She recognized him as the one who had spoken to the Ninth Princess earlier, the only one not reprimanded by her.
"Your status is low, and your entry into the Song mansion is solely due to the Ninth Princess. If you can successfully escort the Ninth Princess out of the Song mansion, then you will be Third Brother's rightful wife. This is the promise of our Song mansion to you."
Xue Xingyue said upon hearing this, "I wouldn't dare. That is a Princess, and offending her would be beheading, wouldn't it?"
"No, because the Emperor has agreed. As long as you and the Princess compete fairly, you will not be punished even if you offend the Princess."
Xue Xingyue then understood. So she was being used as cannon fodder. No wonder she was welcomed into the Song mansion. It turned out that the Song family had been tormented by this Princess. But then again, apart from Prime Minister Song Xiuyuan, everyone else was a minor official of a few ranks. How could they dare to contend with the Emperor's most beloved Ninth Princess? Da Feng Novel
Therefore, her appearance gave the Song family hope.
But why did she feel it was all too coincidental?
"What do you think?" the man asked.
"I need to think carefully," she said.
"Grandfather, Grandmother," the man said to Old Master Song and Old Madam Song.
Old Master Song nodded, "Alright, you can take your time to think."
"What is there to think about? You've struck gold. Otherwise, what qualification would you have to become my Third Brother's wife?" Song Ming Hui said sarcastically.
"If it requires risking my life, do you think that's appropriate?" Xue Xingyue responded coldly to Song Ming Hui.
Just as Song Ming Hui was about to say something, she was pulled by Second Madam Song. Song Ming Hui glared at her fiercely.
"I agree, but I have a condition," Xue Xingyue said.
"Good child, speak," Old Madam Song urged quickly, afraid she would go back on her word.
"I don't wish to hear anyone in the mansion bring up my status again." Xue Xingyue stated.
"Your status is inherently lowly, and you don't want people to talk about it?" Song Ming Hui said mockingly.
However, before she could finish speaking, a crisp sound was heard. Song Ming Hui covered her burning face in disbelief, her eyes furious, "You... How dare you hit me?"
"This is what I want to say. If anyone disrespects me, I can take action to discipline them."
"On what grounds? You this..."
Before Song Ming Hui could finish her words, she suddenly felt an icy gaze fall upon her, a gaze that seemed capable of freezing people. In an instant, she froze on the spot.
It was as if a giant iceberg was pressing down on her, preventing her from moving even as she froze.
For a moment, she stood there stunned.
Xue Xingyue withdrew her gaze and said, "Miss Ming Hui's mouth needs proper education. This is just me. If it were the Ninth Princess, it wouldn't end so easily."
"Second Son, did you hear that?" Old Master Song said coldly.
He had always been dissatisfied with Song Qi He, the Second Son, because he had one wife and one daughter, thus lavishing all his affection on this daughter, to the point of spoiling her to the extent of lawlessness.
"Yes, Father. I will discipline Ming Hui," Song Qi He replied.
Old Master Song nodded in satisfaction, "It's good that you understand."
Song Ming Hui was held in Second Madam Song's arms, looking at Xue Xingyue with cold eyes. Xue Xingyue returned her gaze.
Second Madam Song withdrew her gaze, but Xue Xingyue knew she had offended Second Madam.
However, this was what she wanted. The more chaotic it became, the sooner she would discover the whereabouts of the Dragon Pendant.
"I am a bit tired. I will go back and rest."
Old Master Song nodded, "Go back!"
Xue Xingyue, supported by Qin Er Niang, exited Old Madam Song's room. Qin Er Niang whispered, "Miss, have you found anything?"
Xue Xingyue shook her head. She had tested almost everyone, and the Feng Pendant had no response. Could it be that none of these people were wearers of the Dragon Pendant?
"Miss, there is still one person who hasn't appeared," Qin Er Niang said.
Xue Xingyue's gaze sharpened, "You are right, Song Xiuyuan has not yet appeared." Could it be him?
For some reason, his face flashed in her mind.
"Miss, what's wrong?" Qin Er Niang asked.
She shook her head, "Nothing."
Song Xiuyuan, we will meet again.
After dinner, Qin Er Niang went out to gather information. Soon, Qin Er Niang returned, saying excitedly, "Miss, Song Xiuyuan has returned."
"Do you know where he is?" Xue Xingyue asked.
Qin Er Niang replied, "In the study." "Is the sweet soup prepared?" Xue Xingyue asked.
Qin Er Niang handed her the sweet soup, "Miss, it's here."