The Poisonous Consort, the Regent's Beloved

"Young Miss, those clothes were personally chosen for you by Madam. Why are you wearing such plain clothes today? Do you want Madam to be accused of mistreating the younger generation?"

Granny Gui, who had just finished assigning the maids in the courtyard, rushed over in a hurry. She knew that Su Fuying was not to be underestimated now and was afraid that the madam would lose the initiative, so she rushed over to help.

"This lady treats Miss Su very well. Even though she was sent to the estate, she didn't lack anything in terms of food, clothing, or daily necessities."

"Yes, she even specially picked out clothes for her, but Miss Su didn't appreciate it and kept badmouthing her mother after she came back."

Hearing these comments, Liu Hui's expression softened slightly. Seeing Su Fuying's somewhat evasive gaze, she felt a sense of relief.

"Granny Gui, Ying'er must have some unspeakable secret. You must not say such things about her."

Despite his disheartened expression, he still spoke up for Su Fuying, which immediately evoked sympathy from the onlookers, who then began to criticize Su Fuying.

“Mother, I have never received anything from you in all these years, so I cherish it and have kept it here.”

"My mother hasn't seen her daughter for so many years, so she doesn't know her daughter's size, but I still like the clothes even if they don't fit."

Su Fuying's aggrieved expression, coupled with her immediately endearing face, caused the onlookers to erupt in excitement.

"She hasn't sent anything over the years, is she even her biological mother?"

"Yes, they've managed to endure not seeing each other for so many years."

"He doesn't even know his own daughter's clothing size, yet he's always scheming for his second daughter. That's too much favoritism."

Liu Hui froze, unsure of what to say, and could only look at Su Chengde with pleading eyes.

"Alright, let's go back first, so that others don't laugh at us."

As Su Chengde watched the situation spiral out of control, his heart sank, and the joy of seeing his eldest daughter gradually dissipated.

Upon reaching the main hall, Su Chengde stopped and shouted sharply, "Kneel down!"

The person in front of me stood there stiffly, with a cold expression and distant eyes.

“Su Fuying, you just returned today and have already caused chaos in the mansion, even embarrassing your mother in public. Who taught you to be so reckless?”

Su Chengde was furious. He pointed his finger at Su Fuying's nose and scolded, "You unfilial daughter, kneel down and apologize to your mother!"

Looking at the finger in front of her, Su Fuying's hand clenched tightly in her sleeve, but suddenly she felt a stinging sensation in her nose, her eyes gradually welled up with tears, and the corners of her eyes turned red.

"..."

The woman looked up, her lips trembling, her eyes still filled with tears, her gaze filled with sorrow and grief.

“Father, although I have no one to teach me in the village these past few years, I still know that this is my mother. But just now, my mother insisted on forcing me.”

After saying that, she lowered her head, covered her lips with a handkerchief, and sobbed softly.

Who can't do acting?

The white gauze on her arm slipped down, revealing a section of her fair arm, but the crisscrossing scars on it somewhat marred its beauty, causing Su Chengde's pupils to dizzy.

"Ying'er, what's this?"

Biluo, who was standing nearby, spoke up at the right moment: "Master, Miss has suffered a lot in the manor over the years. In the winter, she has to wash clothes for those maids and servants. If she doesn't do it well, she will either go hungry or be beaten and scolded..."

"Alright, that's enough."

After he finished speaking, Su Fuying interrupted him.

"My poor little girl."

Suddenly, an old voice came from outside the door. Su Fuying turned her head and saw an old man with gray hair walking in with the help of maids and servants. The moment he saw Su Fuying, tears streamed down his face.

The moment she touched the old woman, Su Fuying's eyes welled up with tears. "Grandmother."

Her trembling voice carried endless longing and grievance.

Seeing this, Liu Hui cursed the old woman in her heart, but then greeted her with a smile, "Mother, you're not feeling well, why did you come to the front yard? Who's been gossiping and spreading rumors to your ears?"

The old lady pushed away Liu Hui's hand that came to help her up, her face showing some anger. "A small matter? This is a small matter? Ying'er's return is such a big deal, and I can't even know about it? Do you think you can disregard me just because I'm about to die?"

After saying so much in one breath, her chest heaved rapidly, and she was a little out of breath. Su Fuying quickly stepped forward to support her and patted the old lady's back.

After a barrage of questions, Liu Hui could only force a smile and say, "Mother, what are you saying? I just didn't want you to overwork yourself."

"Yes, Mother, you have witnessed how well Ah Hui has managed the household over the years. Why are you now criticizing her?"

Su Chengde, who had just recovered from his shock, immediately spoke up to help Liu Hui when he saw that she was being put in a difficult position.

The old lady snorted coldly, then looked at Su Fuying, and lovingly reached out her hand to gently stroke the girl's delicate cheek.

She couldn't help but sigh, "My dear granddaughter, you've grown into such a beautiful young lady after all these years."

"You've suffered so much these past years, my good child."

"Grandmother, I am not suffering, but I miss you so much."

As Su Fuying spoke, she reached out and grasped the old lady's withered fingers, a charming, girlish expression appearing on her face.

Liu Hui gritted her teeth in resentment. This old woman had never shown Wan'er such care before; she only liked this wretched girl.

The grandfather and grandson sat and reminisced, while Su Chengde and his wife stood by without a chance to interject.

Looking at Su Fuying's simple dress and the simple wooden hairpin in her hair, he felt a surge of anger.

"I have sent more and more money and goods to the estate over the years, yet those unruly servants have treated you so badly."

Su Fuying was taken aback, feeling somewhat speechless. She hadn't expected that there were still people in the mansion who truly cared for her.

"Did Grandmother send things to the estate?"

The surprise in Su Fuying's eyes at this moment was not feigned, because in her memory, she had never heard of anyone giving her anything.

"Nannan doesn't know?"

Now it was the old lady's turn to be surprised. She thought it was just a normal meal with some oil and fat, but she didn't expect someone to be so bold as to not give any of it to Su Fuying.

"The letter your grandmother sent you?"

"My granddaughter doesn't know."

Su Fuying said honestly.

"Who dares to be so bold? Find out for me."

The old woman was furious, and her cane pounded on the ground.

When the old lady got angry, the servants dared not be negligent and responded repeatedly.

Liu Hui, standing to the side, was sweating profusely, her eyes darting around, and her mind a jumbled mess.

Su Chengde was standing beside Liu Hui at that moment, and he saw her reaction. He understood what was going on, but this was his wife.

“Mother, these servants don’t know the rules. I’ve already sent people to deal with them. Now that Ying’er has returned safely, everyone is happy.”

Hearing Su Chengde's words, Su Fuying sneered. See? This is the home you long for, the family you miss every day.

The old lady's anger had not subsided. Su Fuying knew that this little matter was not enough to bring down Liu Hui. After all, with Su Chengde protecting her, she would settle her scores slowly on her own.

Thinking of this, Su Fuying smiled and gently took the old lady's hand, saying softly, "Yes, Grandmother, I am already content that my granddaughter has returned safely. Let bygones be bygones."

Hearing this, Su Chengde gave Su Fuying a satisfied look, and Liu Hui also felt relieved, thinking that she was quite sensible.

For the rest of the time, Su Fuying chatted enthusiastically with the old lady, making her laugh heartily. Su Chengde and his wife stood aside, but dared not say a word.

At this moment, a servant hurriedly entered the room, bowed, and reported: "Madam, Master, the Second Miss has returned, and His Highness the Crown Prince has also arrived."