Marry another wife, the mistress of the marquisate will not serve you anymore

Seeing that she was talking about something irrelevant, Zhao Yiran was so angry that her eyes almost popped out:

"Stop talking nonsense here, or I'll tear your stinky mouth apart!"

Zhao Yundi couldn't help but sneer:

"What? Did I get it right?

So you are angry and want to hit me now?

If you dare to attack me, I will make you pay for it."

Zhao Yiran, relying on the protection of his uncle the emperor, didn't take her seriously at all. Just as he was about to take action, he saw a graceful figure flash before his eyes.

"Princess Yiran, let's talk nicely."

Song Wanyin bowed slightly, protecting Zhao Yundi behind him, and said dignifiedly:

"Today is my mother-in-law's sixtieth birthday after all. There are too many distinguished guests here. It is not appropriate to make a big fuss."

Zhao Yiran had heard of this kind of person before, and said sarcastically:

"This is the mistress of the Hou family, right?

I heard that you are naturally jealous, overbearing, and would not tolerate other women marrying into the Gu family. Is this true?"

Seeing that she was rubbing salt into other people's wounds, Zhao Yundi opened her mouth to speak, but was blocked by Song Wanyin's delicate body.

Song Wanyin remained calm and said:

“Princess Yiran, this is the Gu family’s private matter. The couple had a little quarrel, which served as a flirtation.

It is not convenient for me to reveal too much to you about such a private topic."

Zhao Yiran continued to be aggressive:

"What? You don't dare to admit it? What are you afraid of?

I also heard that you, single-handedly, have plunged the entire Gu family into dire straits.

You are really capable.

You are the daughter of the former Grand Commandant, but you have read the books of sages in vain. Women should have four virtues: virtue, speech, appearance and accomplishment. Which one do you have?"

Zhao Yundi waved her little pink fist angrily. When dealing with someone like her, one shouldn't waste time talking about moral principles. It would be better to just give her a beating.

"Zhao Yiran, stop showing off your knowledge here. Don't think you are the only one who understands the principles of the Three Obediences and Four Virtues!"

Growing up, she hated it most when people bullied her best friend.

She can endure some injustice, but at worst she can fight back with her fists.

But Song Wanyin must never be treated unfairly.

Song Wanyin had been using her delicate body to block Zhao Yundi. If she took someone like Zhao Yiran seriously, she would lose.

"Princess Yiran, from what you said, you strictly abide by the Three Obediences and Four Virtues, so you should be a diligent and thrifty wife.

Why, then, have you remained a widow and not met your ideal husband?"

Zhao Yiran's face turned as red as a pig's liver. Seeing that she was deliberately trying to make trouble, he shouted:

"How dare you speak to me in such a tone! I think you are planning a rebellion!"

Zhao Yundi couldn't help but gloat over the misfortune and said:

“This is the truth, why can’t people say it?

Wan Yin's words were still mild. You didn't hear what people outside were saying about you.

Those words are unbearable to hear. I think you must be furious after hearing them. "

Zhao Yiran rushed forward in a rage, wanting to teach them a lesson, and shouted in a shrill voice:

"Look at me today, I'm going to scratch your faces!"

Zhao Yundi had been wanting to take action for a long time. She rushed forward fearlessly, revealing her long, freshly trimmed nails:

“Zhao Yiran, it’s your short, fat paws.

Even if I give you one hand, you may not be my opponent. "

When Xia Meimei saw that they were about to attack, she put her life first and crawled to the side.

Put your hands together and pray silently in your heart:

'Don't see me, don't see me, forget me like air.'

Song Wanyin didn't want to make a big deal out of it, and didn't want Zhao Yundi to get hurt, so she hurried to intervene.

But they basically took sides and held Zhao Yiran tightly, leaving her to be caught without any chance to fight back.

"Princess Yiran, please calm down. The banquet will start soon. Please take a seat as soon as possible.

I will drink three cups as punishment to apologize to you."

Zhao Yundi succeeded every time, and became more and more excited:

"I'll catch you, I'll catch you, I'll make your face into a big chessboard."

Soon, Zhao Yiran's hair was messy, her clothes were in disarray, and there were several scratches from nails on her fair and delicate face. She was on the verge of collapse.

"Ahhh! Zhao Yundi, I'm going to kill you!"

Zhao Yiran suddenly pulled out a white jade hairpin from her hair and stabbed Zhao Yundi with it.

When the noble ladies watching saw this scene, they screamed one after another, attracting the attention of many distinguished guests.

Seeing that the situation was critical, Song Wanyin immediately stepped forward and pushed Zhao Yundi away, protecting her with her body.

Bai Shaobo was hiding in the dark, holding a few pebbles between his fingers, ready to strike.

With a crisp "bang" sound, the white jade hairpin fell to the ground and broke into two pieces.

A figure quickly slapped Zhao Yiran back, but only used 20% of his strength.

"Princess Yiran, please respect yourself."

Everyone present was stunned. The person who came was none other than Zhao Yundi's husband Li Wenbo, the current imperial consort.

Li Wenbo stepped forward with concern, carefully checking whether Zhao Yundi was injured, and blamed himself:

"Yundi, I'm sorry, I'm late."

Zhao Yundi was surprised and delighted, like a little white rabbit that had been wronged, curled up in his arms and said coquettishly:

"Wenbo, why did you come just now? I almost died at the hands of that bitch."

Zhao Yiran was slapped on the shoulder and staggered back a few steps, almost falling down, looking at the scene in disbelief.

Who is the real victim?

"Li Wenbo, how dare you hit me?

I must report this matter to Uncle Huang and ask him to help me get justice."

Li Wenbo said calmly:

"Princess Yiran, please do as you please. Your Majesty has always been fair and just, and will never protect or condone anyone.

Everyone present is a witness and witnessed your attempt to assassinate my wife.

If this matter were to be brought to the attention of His Majesty, you and I would know exactly who would be punished."

Zhao Yiran was speechless, his frail shoulders trembling with fear, but he still said stubbornly:

"Why did you come here without saying a word?

Aren’t you and your spouse not on good terms?”

Li Wenbo's appearance dispelled the rumors, and he hugged Zhao Yundi tightly in public:

"I was just delayed by official business, why do you think it tastes so bad?"

Zhao Yiran felt as if he had been stripped naked in public. He was so ashamed that he glared at Zhao Yundi angrily and turned to leave.

When passing by Song Wanyin, he deliberately stretched out his foot to trip her and make her embarrassed on the spot.

Song Wanyin anticipated her prediction and deliberately took a step back, causing her outstretched foot to miss and her to trip over the long floor-length skirt, causing her to fall flat on the spot.

"Ouch, you knocked me to death."

The ladies watching on the sidelines wanted to laugh but didn't dare to, and they endured it very hard.

Zhao Yundi couldn't help but feel very happy when she saw this, and laughed out loud:

"Hahaha, Jiji, Jiji again, Yiran is screaming when she falls, it's making me laugh to death!"

Song Wanyin couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckle. She had seen through this kind of trick a long time ago.

If today wasn't a birthday party, I would have played a good trick on her so that she would remember it.

Zhao Yiran was so embarrassed that he wanted to find a hole to crawl into. He thought:

'Zhao Yundi, Song Wanyin, you will not die well!

You have caused me to lose all my face and my dignity to be trampled upon. I am not a woman if I don't take revenge!'