I've been reborn, who would still raise a son from another family? Go away

Yuan Qinglian bit the corner of her pale lips, leaving a trace of blood. She looked at Song Nanzhi with tears in her eyes.

But Song Nanzhi deliberately avoided her sight.

Song Shijin had indeed gone too far in what happened today, and he didn't believe that she had no hand in this.

Old Madam Song glared at Yuan Qinglian unhappily and said, "In the future, you should stay out of the Marquis's affairs, and Jin Ge'er should stop instilling those inappropriate ideas in him."

Yuan Qinglian was unwilling to accept this. When had she instilled in Jin'er any inappropriate ideas? It seemed that all this was her fault.

She opened her mouth to defend herself, but was stopped by Song Nanzhi's cold eyes.

"You met the wrong person. Things have been getting increasingly unsettled in the mansion lately." Old Madam Song said indirectly with a gloomy face.

After giving Song Shijin some more instructions, he felt a little dizzy and asked Mother Chen to help him back to Nanxi Hall.

Yuan Qinglian still wanted to stay.

Mother Chen reminded, "It's getting late. Miss Cousin should go back with the old lady to avoid bad news from spreading, which will delay the future of the prince and the eldest young master, and even tarnish the reputation of the Marquis' Mansion."

Yun Qinglian followed Mother Chen out unwillingly.

When she left the house, she did not forget to look at Song Nanzhi. Only when she saw that he ignored her did she leave reluctantly.

Liu Yueru returned to Wenhuaxuan and handed Ye Tao a bottle of ointment: "Take it and apply it."

Ye Tao took the medicine bottle and felt very relieved.

But she said indignantly: "The old lady is too partial to the eldest young master. It is obvious that the eldest young master was at fault first, but she never mentioned it. People who don't know would think that the young master was picked up from outside."

Liu Yueru smiled without saying anything, and replied calmly: "You will know it slowly over time."

"I don't know what's so good about that young master. Do the old ladies like children to be naughty?" The more Ye Tao thought about it, the more puzzled she felt.

"And that cousin Yuan seems to be very attentive to the young master. Could it be that she is really the young master's..." Ye Tao suddenly exclaimed.

Liu Yueru smiled faintly, without denying it, but just reminded: "Don't say such things outside, lest you be caught by others and fall into the hands of those who are worried about having no place to vent their anger."

Ye Tao subconsciously touched her cheek which was still burning with pain and immediately shut her mouth.

In all these years of following the Madam, she had never been humiliated like that.

Fortunately, my lady got justice for me today, otherwise I would be laughed at by the servants in the mansion tomorrow.

"You have been wronged today, and the old lady is taking it out on you just to regain her dignity from me." Liu Yueru looked at the red slap mark on Ye Tao's face with heartache.

Mother Chen's attack was really heavy! I'm afraid she used all her strength from breastfeeding.

"If they have any problems, just come to me. I'm not afraid." Ye Tao straightened her back with an attitude of not admitting defeat.

This is how she protected me in her previous life, but in the end, the old lady beat Ye Tao to death without me knowing!

"Don't be impulsive. You may want to reason with others, but they are not polite or moral. In the end, you will be the only one who suffers." Liu Yueru warned worriedly.

Now I am living my life again, and many things have changed according to my choices.

She hopes that everyone around her will be safe and sound.

Inside Xingyu Pavilion.

Song Nanzhi's face darkened, and his cold eyes fell on Song Shijin: "Why did you lie to your father and great grandmother today?"

Seeing his seriousness, Song Shijin lowered his head and dared not speak.

It's so cowardly that I didn't dare to do it but I don't dare to admit it. Yue'er is right, it's really stupid!

He clenched his fists, seeming to be unable to bear it any longer.

"Speak!" Song Nanzhi's eyes became even colder, and Song Shijin was almost scared to tears.