Chapter 1796: Chapter 1798: Does She Have a Grudge Against Our Family?
Mother also bought fried quail, but it won’t be crispy when we get home.
Oh, what a pity.
Upon hearing him sigh, Yang Chuxia knew what he was thinking, "Both of you are such foodies. Don’t worry, your quail will be put back in the oil pot at home, and you’ll be able to enjoy it crispy."
"Mother is truly mother, so close to me." With that, Lele was instantly satisfied, grabbed a pillow, leaned back in the carriage, and closed his eyes to rest.
But he hadn’t closed his eyes for long when Yangyang’s voice suddenly exploded, "Oh my! Oh my! Who is that? Does she have a grudge against our family?"
"Hey, can you lower your voice a bit?" Lele opened his eyes and said displeasedly, "You’re so noisy, you startled me."
"Oh brother, can’t you be a little less timid, like a girl?" said Yangyang dismissively, giving him a tug, "Quick, look, who is that!"
Following Yangyang’s lifted curtain, Lele took a glance and thought the figure looked somewhat familiar.
Yang Chuxia also peeked out and instantly recognized Madam Tong, whom she had seen in the palace that morning. But why was she in front of their house, and why was she desperately kicking their door?
The carriage soon arrived, and as soon as Yang Chuxia got off, Madam Tong noticed her return and dashed forward.
At this point, Yang Chuxia was facing away from the crowd, planning to help Lele down from the carriage, but unexpectedly, Madam Tong leaped forward like a rabbit, seemingly intending to grab Yang Chuxia’s hair. However, Yang Chuxia swiftly turned and grabbed her wrist.
"What are you trying to do?"
Forcefully tossing her aside, Yang Chuxia glared at her, "If you’re sick, go home and vent! Why cause trouble at my house? Three disturbances in one day—is there no end?"
"You bitch, I am here to cause trouble for you!" Madam Tong angrily tried to charge forward again, "It’s all your fault, all because of you! If it weren’t for you, I wouldn’t be so miserable."
"Are you out of your mind? What misery do you have? You’re the State Duchess, happier than anyone else! Besides, what does your misery have to do with me?"
Yang Chuxia wondered whether it had something to do with the Secondary Princess Consort’s situation, but it didn’t seem like it.
Well, she didn’t know that Madam Tong was unaware of the Secondary Princess Consort being demoted to a mere consort.
"It’s entirely your fault! If you’d have made your two little bastards apologize to my grandson, I wouldn’t have complained to the palace. And if I hadn’t gone to the palace, my husband the State Duke wouldn’t have divorced me." Madam Tong became increasingly furious, looking like she might ignite at any moment.
Yang Chuxia finally understood the situation. So that’s how it was.
But isn’t this blame-shifting a bit far-fetched? How could this be pinned on her? How unlucky is she?
Standing on the rooftop opposite, Prince Le listened to the commotion below and smiled.
"I told you you’re crazy, and you still won’t admit it! It was State Duke Tong who divorced you, not me. What good does it do to come to me?" Yang Chuxia was very displeased with this mother and daughter repeatedly calling her precious son a little bastard. Thinking she’s no longer the State Duchess, she charged forward and slapped Madam Tong twice. "Keep your mouth clean. If I hear you curse my son again, I’ll pull out your teeth."
Yang Chuxia glared at her fiercely.
Madam Tong was initially stunned by the hit, but when she came to her senses, she charged straight at Yang Chuxia, shouting, "I’ll fight you, how dare you hit me! I’ll beat this bitch to death!"