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"Bitch! Bitch!"

In Song Yunshuang's yard, the maids and old women were kneeling on the ground, not daring to breathe.

All the porcelain and books were scattered on the floor of the inner bedroom, and Song Yunshuang in the room was still looking for everything that could be smashed.

"Song Qingwan, this bitch! She is so vicious. I really underestimated her!"

Early this morning, Jiang Jingshu, who was taken as a concubine, came to Song Yunshuang excitedly and told her that the name had been put back on hers.

Song Yunshuang was stunned on the spot, as if struck by lightning. She was no longer a legitimate daughter? How could she still be the queen?

Jiang Jingshu was complacent. Now that her baby was about to be born and Song Yunshuang had returned to her, she would be the one with the most children in the mansion.

Song Yunshuang sent Jiang Jingshu away, became furious, and started smashing things to vent her anger.

It was already enough to upset her that Xia Zhu climbed into Song Chengfeng's bed and became his concubine, and now she inexplicably became a concubine's daughter.

According to her plan, she would continue to use Xia Zhu to harm Pang Shi, and then find an opportunity to kill Song Qingwan, who was Song Chengfeng's only legitimate daughter.

If her mother was of higher birth, she would still have a chance. The problem was that Jiang Jingshu's birth was too low.

So Song Yunshuang decided not to sit and wait for death anymore, she wanted to work hard for it herself.

"Comer"

"Miss..." Ruyun came in tremblingly, waiting for Song Yunshuang's instructions.

"Go find someone to clean this place up."

"Yes, Miss, I will go right away."

"Also, don't spread what happened today, otherwise..."

"Don't worry, miss. I understand." Ruyun was so scared that she was trembling. She quickly got up and went downstairs to find someone.

Song Yunshuang re-dressed herself, took off all the jewelry on her head, put on plain clothes, and put more powder on her face, making her look pale and haggard.

She came to Pang's yard alone and rushed in without waiting for notification.

"Mother, mother! Don't you want your daughter anymore?"

As soon as she entered the door, Song Yunshuang knelt on the ground and burst into tears, her eyes full of tears, looking so pitiful.

"Is it Shuang'er? Child, get up quickly, the ground is so cold." Pang Shi frowned and put down the teacup in her hand.

"Mother, why don't you want Shuang'er anymore? We have been mother and daughter for thirteen years, and you are the only mother I recognize."

Song Yunshuang continued to kneel on the ground and cry. If it were in the past, Pang would definitely have agreed out of pity. After all, she had raised him for thirteen years and there was still some affection between them.

But Pang Shi is no longer the same Pang Shi as before, so naturally she can't just let it go.

"What are you talking about? Get up quickly, don't hurt yourself."

"No, I won't get up. If mother doesn't agree, Shuang'er will kneel down and not get up."

Song Qingwan came out from the inner room and smiled slightly when she saw this scene.

"What nonsense are you talking about, sister? I'm just not going to record it under mother's name, but I'm not going to kick you out of the Prime Minister's Mansion."

Song Yunshuang was speechless for a moment and stopped crying.

"If you still want to be closer to mother, just come visit more often. Mother will not leave you."

"What do you mean, sister? I have been raised by our mother since I was a child. How long have you been back? How can you make the decision for our mother?" Song Yunshuang tried to sow discord.

But Song Qingwan didn't buy it. She walked up to Song Yunshuang and stood in front of her, looking down at her.

"It was indeed me who suggested to my father that you be returned to Madam Jiang, because I felt that my sister had been separated from her biological mother for many years, and it was time for her to return to her side and show more filial piety."

"Song Qingwan, you..."

"Sister, do you think highly of Madam Jiang's status? Do you not want to go back to her? If Madam Jiang knew about this, she would be so sad that she would have a miscarriage. Then father..."

Seeing that playing the family card was useless, Song Yunshuang started to talk about Pang Shi's health.

"My mother is in poor health. I have been with her for many years. If my sister takes care of her all of a sudden, I am afraid she will not be able to adapt."

"Don't bother me, sister. I have already found a very good doctor and my mother's health has improved."

"Okay, Wan'er, help Shuang'er up and send her back." Pang Shi spoke up to interrupt the argument between the two.

"Mother..." Song Yunshuang looked at Pang Shi with pleading eyes, hoping that she could take back her decision.

"Yes, mother." Song Qingwan grabbed Song Yunshuang's arm and lifted her up from the ground.

Song Yunshuang wanted to say something, but Song Qingwan didn't give her a chance and dragged her out.

"Sister, you are so brave to come here and kneel down in such a cold day wearing so little."

"Song Qingwan!" Song Yunshuang glared at Song Qingwan fiercely. She understood what Song Qingwan meant. Calling her brave? Wasn't that just mocking her for being brainless?

"Sister, you should focus on your biological mother's belly. Maybe Madam Jiang will give birth to a boy, and that will be your support in the future."

"Song Qingwan, do you think you won? Haha, don't be happy too soon!"

Song Yunshuang shook off Song Qingwan's hand and ran away angrily.

Song Qingwan curled her lips in disdain. With such a brain, what good strategy could he come up with?

If her identity wasn't different now, she would have shot Song Yunshuang to death long ago.

In ancient times, there were no mobile phones or the Internet, but keeping Song Yunshuang around could still provide some fun.

Song Qingwan returned to her mother's yard and found Jiang Jingshu coming. She calmly returned to Pang Shi and sat down, waiting to watch Jiang Jingshu's performance.

It can be seen that Jiang Jingshu has been dressed up today, with heavy makeup, a complicated bun on her head, and pearl hairpins all over her head.

There is also the rabbit, whose figure is plumper due to pregnancy, which stands out more because of the low-cut dress.

Pang Shi frowned when she saw her like this. This was not the kind of dress a lady from a noble family could have.

Song Qingwan looked at Jiang Jingshu and inexplicably thought of a peacock spreading its tail. She couldn't help but chuckle.

Jiang Jingshu felt a little uncomfortable being stared at by Pang Shi. In order to show off in front of Pang Shi, she put on her best clothes and put on her most beautiful makeup.

"I wonder why Sister Jiang came to see me today?" Pang spoke first.

"I'm here to tell my sister the good news. Yesterday, the master asked the doctor to check my pulse and he said that I'm pregnant with a boy. This is the eldest son of the Prime Minister's Mansion."

Jiang Jingshu covered her mouth with a handkerchief and chuckled, pretending to be shy, as if she had really come to announce good news.

"It is indeed a happy event. Sister, you should take good care of yourself. You are already in your advanced stage of pregnancy and it would be bad if you get hurt."

Jiang Jingshu looked up in surprise. Pang Shi had a smile on her face and didn't show any unhappiness at all.

Jiang Jingshu originally wanted to show off, but Pang Shi's reaction didn't seem to show that she was shocked.

"Sister, are you really happy for me?"

"Of course. I am in poor health and cannot have any more children for the master. Now you and Aunt Xia are both pregnant. If you both give birth to the children safely, it will be a great thing for the Prime Minister's Mansion."

Jiang Jingshu's heart was shocked. Pang's words reminded her that her enemy now was not Pang, but Xia Zhu.