Cold-faced Empress

Suddenly, she subtly stabbed Fu Siying, as if Fu Siying had stolen something very precious from her.

Fu Siying took off the pouch from her waist: "So this pouch contains a portrait of your grandmother. Why didn't you find a nicer pouch to put it in, instead of such a clumsy one?"

Seeing that Fu Siying, who had just said the pocket was pretty, suddenly changed her tune and said it was clumsy, Wei Lanling's face turned ugly: "Grandmother is good enough in my heart."

Fu Fangwei nodded in agreement: "That's right. We should value sincerity over appearance. Vain people won't understand this."

The vain Fu Siying blurted out, "In that case, the hanging bag will be mine later. I'll have the maid find a rag and sew it into a bag to exchange with you."

Fu Fangwei rolled her eyes at Fu Siying, too lazy to say anything more to this vulgar person.

After casually returning the bag to Wei Lanling, Fu Siying covered her mouth and nose with a handkerchief, hiding the corners of her mouth that were already turning up in a smile.

As soon as she received the bag, Wei Lanling eagerly opened it with a look of delight and pulled out a neatly folded piece of paper.

Without thinking or being on guard, she quickly began her speech in front of Madam Fu and Fu Fangwei.

"Madam, look!"

Upon closer inspection, both Madam Fu and Fu Fangwei were stunned for a moment, their faces turning ashen.

What was drawn on the paper was a huge turtle!

Madam Fu's voice went hoarse: "This is your grandmother?!"

Wei Lanling, who was busy showing the portrait to Madam Fu, was taken aback. She thought that Madam Fu did not believe her because the portrait of the Bodhisattva looked too much like her. She quickly explained, "That's right. Grandmother Lanling's face is kind and dignified, and looks very much like the Bodhisattva. Madam, you also look like the Bodhisattva!"

The more she spoke, the darker Madam Fu's face became.

Unable to bear it any longer, Fu Fangwei sternly rebuked Wei Lanling, "Take a look at what you've drawn! Don't talk nonsense in front of my grandmother!"

Wei Lanling was puzzled, so she stopped and took a look. The round, four-legged creature with a head on the paper was clearly a giant turtle!

She was so shocked that she vehemently denied it: "This, this isn't it! It's not a portrait of my grandmother!"

Out of curiosity, Rui'er leaned closer to look at the painting and blurted out without thinking, "Of course this isn't a portrait of your grandmother, it's a turtle!"

Instantly, the room fell into a deathly silence.

The third wife, her face grim, hurriedly pulled her daughter, Rui'er, back, saying, "Don't speak!"

Fu Siying struggled to suppress her laughter, unable to utter a sound, her shoulders trembling.

Seeing that her father and mother were bewildered by Wei Lanling's move and did not know how to react, Fu Siying had no choice but to step in and resolve the situation.

Suddenly standing up, she strode forward and slapped Wei Lanling across the face in front of everyone. Then, she grabbed Wei Lanling, who was still kneeling beside Old Madam Fu, and angrily shouted, "Are you crazy? Talking nonsense here! Get out of here right now!"

After saying that, he grabbed Wei Lanling's arm without any mercy and threw her out of the house.

In a panic, Madam Li apologized to Old Madam Fu, and Fu Siying also pushed Madam Li out of the house.

Her harsh treatment somewhat salvaged Madam Fu's reputation. Once the room was quiet, Prime Minister Fu and Madam Li repeatedly apologized.

"I thought that girl was filial and sincere, but I never expected her to make such a big mistake. Mother, please forgive her!"

"Mother, please forgive me!"