The mistress has no feelings, why do you provoke her?

Ever since Song Wenjun married into the Chu Prince's mansion, the old lady's attitude towards her has undergone a complete 180-degree turn.

I used to just pretend, but now I genuinely like her.

She would praise her granddaughter to everyone she met, and how well the Princess of Chu treated her.

Everything she ate, wore, and used came from Song Wenjun's purse.

How could the old lady not like it?

She would even take out the jade screen that Song Wenjun gave her to show off to everyone she met.

Today, Song Wenjun's return to her parents' home brought the old lady immense joy.

He pulled her to sit beside him, calling her "granddaughter" affectionately.

The second and third wives' eyes were red with rage. They smiled on the surface, but inside they were vomiting.

The old lady is too materialistic. She even told them before that Song Wenjun was raised in a humble family and that they shouldn't take her seriously.

It's only been a few days, and he's already changed his mind.

The second wife, Lady Lan, inwardly grumbled, thinking, "Isn't it all because she's interested in Song Wenjun's status as the Princess Consort of Chu?"

What's so great about that? When her son becomes the top scholar in the imperial examination, that will be the real glory for the Prince of Nanyang's mansion.

Even if Song Wenjun was of noble status, she was still a married woman.

The old lady really doesn't understand things.

The people at the banquet had different thoughts. Lan Shi appeared calm on the surface, but inwardly he was disdainful.

Contrary to her usual behavior, Qin, the third wife, did not try to get close to Song Wenjun.

It might be because the Princess of Nanyang had scolded her before, making her lose face.

Now, the way she looked at Song Wenjun had a hint of coldness in her eyes.

Even when they smile, it's a forced smile.

Looking at this large family, Song Wenjun felt a slight tightness in her chest.

Suddenly, she saw the Princess of Nanyang smile and nod at her, and her displeasure eased somewhat.

The meal was far from peaceful, with the old lady seemingly trying to curry favor with Song Wenjun.

I had to ask for her opinion before serving each dish.

If Song Wenjun showed even the slightest displeasure, she would turn her face and have the food removed.

Thus, Song Wenjun was put on the hot seat.

She's here to reunite with her family, not to invite resentment.

He then subtly reminded the old lady, "Grandmother, there's no need to treat me as a special person."

Song Wenjun subtly signaled to the old lady with her eyes, and the latter calmed down a bit, but her face still showed some displeasure.

Because she felt that Song Wenjun was ungrateful.

Princess Nanyang also felt exhausted, so after dinner she found an excuse to bring Song Wenjun out.

Once the mother and daughter were in the garden, Song Wenjun felt the restraint on her body disappear.

The way the second and third wives looked at her just now was like they wanted to eat her alive.

"You don't need to pay attention to them. The Prince of Nanyang's mansion has been poor for too long. The old lady is treating you like a gold mine now. Her flattery is just to gain some benefits, but she's being too obvious about it."

Even the Princess Consort of Nanyang could see it, and she really couldn't stand it anymore.

Even though he's practically half-buried, he's still so greedy.

Princess Nanyang was quick-witted and outspoken, which Song Wenjun preferred to talk to, as she didn't need to beat around the bush: "Daughter understands, although I'm married, I still think about the Nanyang Prince's Mansion."

After saying that, she smiled and looked at the Princess of Nanyang, saying, "I have a favor to ask of you, Mother."

"Oh, you say."

“I own too many shops, and it’s impossible for me to manage them all by myself. I’m thinking of entrusting ten of them to my mother to help take care of. I wonder if my mother would be willing.”

Princess Nanyang was slightly surprised, but quickly understood.

This was Song Wenjun's pretext; she was subtly sending money to the Prince of Nanyang's mansion.

She quickly waved her hand: "I don't have that ability. You should manage it yourself."

"Although we are not blood relatives, we are closer than blood relatives. Why should Mother refuse my good intentions?"

Princess Nanyang hesitated, and Song Wenjun continued, "With the manor in such a state now, and no proper business to make a living, how can we support such a large family? Mother, I'm not being nosy, but poverty breeds cunning, while wealth fosters conscience. If everyone is strapped for cash, I'm afraid they'll start thinking of other things."

“I handed the shop over to my mother because I didn’t want the Prince of Nanyang’s mansion to be used against me. You and Father have finally found peace, and I don’t want the mansion to be in any more trouble.”

"Furthermore, the younger sisters in the manor are all grown up and will need dowries when they get married in the future. We can't let others look down on the manor."

Song Wenjun's words were all for the sake of the Prince's Mansion, and the Princess of Nanyang was deeply moved.

She was a magnanimous person by nature, so she stopped being coy and took Song Wenjun's hand, saying, "I will accept your kindness. Please stop saying those embarrassing things about me, or I will feel ashamed."

Now that she is the mistress of the Prince's mansion, she also bears responsibility for any trouble that happens to the people in the mansion.

The third wife, Qin, is a case in point.

Song Wenjun laughed and said, "It's good that Mother knows what's going on. Those ten shops are all prime locations, so we'll transfer them to Mother's name. As for Father, Mother will need to give him some pointers from time to time. You know he's never been very shrewd, and he might easily fall into someone's trap if someone tries to instigate him."

Princess Nanyang clenched her fist and said domineeringly, "He wouldn't dare."

"I know Mother's discipline is good, but it's better to be safe than sorry." Song Wenjun clung to the arm of Princess Nanyang and acted coquettishly, her charming appearance making Princess Nanyang extremely happy.

She gently pinched her cheek and laughed, "You're such a clever little devil."

At this moment, a nanny stepped forward and said to the Princess of Nanyang with a somewhat flustered expression, "Your Highness, something has happened."

"What's wrong?" Princess Nanyang asked.

“Yes, it was Miss Yu Ru from the third branch who sprained her ankle. His Highness the Prince of Chu was also there at the time.” The old woman finished speaking with great difficulty, and then looked at Song Wenjun with unease.

Song Wenjun was horrified, but remained calm on the surface: "Lead the way."

Princess Nanyang also said, "Quickly seal off the backyard, and no one is allowed to approach. Tell everyone in the mansion to keep their mouths shut."

As the old woman walked, she said, "When I received the news, I had already had the backyard sealed off, so no one else will know."

Song Wenjun breathed a sigh of relief, but quickened her pace.

Soon, the three of them arrived at the backyard.

Sure enough, Shangguan Yuru was sitting on a rock to the side, while Xiao Ji frowned and his face was contorted with worry.

He kept a distance of five meters from Shangguan Yuru, afraid of getting involved with her.

Upon seeing Song Wenjun appear, he hurriedly explained, "Wenjun, please let me explain. I was just here to clear my head from the alcohol when I unexpectedly ran into your half-sister. I didn't touch her at all. She twisted her ankle on her own and it had nothing to do with me. We were about eight zhang apart at the time."

He spoke these words quickly and urgently, as if afraid that Song Wenjun would not believe him and destroy the trust that the two had worked so hard to build.

Shangguan Yugu's face was flushed red as she clutched her injured ankle and looked at Song Wenjun with a wronged expression: "Sister, it was just a coincidence that I ran into the Prince today, but I'm an unmarried girl, how can I face people after this, sob sob sob..."

Princess Nanyang was so angry she felt like her lungs were about to explode. She clenched her fists, wishing she could slap the person across the face.

However, the next second, Song Wenjun did what she didn't dare to do.

With a flick of his wrist, he slapped Shangguan Yugu hard across the face: "If you can't be seen by people, then you can die."