"You!" Zhou Bao'er was so angry that her face turned livid. It was just a casual bet. How dare they take it seriously and humiliate her in front of Princess An!

Song Huishu had come here to make concessions. When he saw these girls making a fuss and making Zhou Bao'er slap herself, he instantly became anxious and got angry with Song Qingyu with a livid face.

"How can you be so reckless? You even bet on something that concerns life and death. You and Bao'er have always been good sisters. Do you want to make her lose face because of such a small matter? Quickly apologize to Bao'er. Make clear that It's just a kidding to make that bet. You don't have to pursue the matter any further!"

Hearing this, Zhou Bao'er smiled proudly. She knew that as long as Song Qingyu still wanted to marry into the Zhou family, they wouldn't dare to provoke her!

Song Qingyu was sad and disappointed. She knew that in her father's heart, she would never be as important as Song Yuanzhu, Wang Yingxue, or even Zhou Chengling. Now, even Zhou Bao'er was more important than her.

"Father, if I were the one who lost the bet today, would you ask Zhou Bao'er to let me go? I'm afraid she would force me to fulfill the promise!"

Looking at her sad smile with tears in her eyes, Song Huishu felt his heart ache.

"What Mr. Song said are a bit biased," Princess An said indifferently. "Although it's a bet between girls, Miss Zhou's words are sonorous. So many madams and young ladies present have witnessed it. If Miss Zhou go back on her words like this, I'm afraid Miss Zhou won't be able to face anyone in the future. In my opinion, Miss Zhou should carry out the bet now."

This showed that Princess An was on the side of Song Qingyu. Zhou Bao'er was desperate at once. Looking around, no one could save her from the predicament. Zhou Bao'er had never been humiliated like this before, and her tears were about to flow out.

But since Princess An had said so, how could she dare to resist? "Okay, I admit defeat. I will do it!"

After saying that, Zhou Bao'er knelt down, gritted her teeth, and slapped hard on her face. In the end, she stared at Song Qingyu with resentment, determined to remember today's shame.

When she got home, she would inevitably complain to her elders and brothers. If Song Qingyu didn't kneel down to apologize to her and ask her to slap Song Qingyu 30 times, Song Qingyu wouldn't be able to marry into the Zhou family!

After the first slap, the next 29 slaps were not so difficult. She slapped her face again and again. Her eyes were filled with tears of humiliation, and her face was extremely humiliated.

Being watched by so many people, Zhou Bao'er hoped that she could kill herself on the spot!

Zhou Bao'er was the legitimate daughter of Earl Zhongyong, but she had suffered such humiliation. If she couldn't return today's shame to Song Qingyu in double, she, Zhou Bao'er, would not be a human being!

Everyone went home in twos and threes after watching such a good show.

The Minister's Manor was brightly lit. Song Huishu looked at his youngest daughter, who was crying bitterly on the ground, and then at his eldest daughter, who was standing proudly with her hands crossed on her lower abdomen and an inviolable expression on her face. He felt a headache coming on.

After thinking about it for a while, he glared at Wang Yingxue and scolded angrily, "How do you take care the family for me!"

At this time, Wang Yingxue had already fallen into the trap of Song Qingyu. On the way back, Wang Yingxue had already thought of a way to deal with it. She immediately knelt on the ground and lay prone on the knees of Song Huishu, crying before saying a word.

"Master is very busy and rarely comes to the inner courtyard. I take care of the three children alone and have to take care of the children of the previous madam. They all say that the stepmother is in a difficult situation. Do you know how difficult I am!"

Song Qingshu watched her crying and saying coldly. The mother and daughter were not very capable, but their acting skills were exactly the same.

"First Miss is always kind at home. I also thought that the two sisters were really harmonious. I have always taught Yuanzhu to listen to her sister. I didn't expect that in Princess An's Manor today, First Miss was not as kind as usual at all. Instead, Qingyu kept slandering Yuanzhu. Yuanzhu is not smarter than First Miss. She was so scared that she couldn't even speak!"

Was Wang Yingxue trying to confuse right and wrong and say that Qingyu didn't have the heart for friendship between sisters?

Yes, although the affair in Princess An's Manor was confirmed, as long as Song Huishu was willing to cover for her, Song Yuanzhu would still have a good future.

But such a plan depended on whether Song Qingyu would let it go or not.

"Madame, you are so good at confusing right and wrong."

Qingyu didn't even want to call her mother. "Yuanzhu deserved it today. Madam didn't ask about the reason, but only to blame me for that I didn't help her cover it up. No wonder Father said that you couldn't take care of the family!"

Wang Yingxue really wanted to get rid of Song Qingyu, who was high and mighty at the moment, but she knew what should do first. She knew that the most important thing at this time was the image of the Yuanzhu in the heart of Song Huishu, so she did not want to entangle with Song Qingyu anymore.

"It's said that brothers and sisters love each other deeply. You and your sister are supposed to share honor and glory. How can you humiliate your sister in Princess An's Manor like this? Your sister was obviously deceived by a maid. If you really care about your sister's feelings, you should help your sister to beg for Princess An's forgiveness."

"Enough, is this how you usually teach Zhu'er. No wonder she became so arrogant and rude!" Song Huishu angrily kicked Wang Yingxue, who was lying on his knees, away.

Wang Yingxue looked up at his angry face in disbelief. They had been in marriage for so many years, but Song Huishu had never hit her. Now, he was humiliating her for the sake of Song Qingyu, the bitch!

Wang Yingxue hated Song Qingyu so much that Wang Yingxue wanted to eat her flesh and drink her blood!

"You are right. I neglected education of Zhu'er because I gave all my love to Qingyu. In order to help her open her heart and get over the pain of losing her mother, I completely ignored Zhu'er!"

Then Wang Yingxue hugged Song Yuanzhu and cried loudly, "My dear Zhu'er, it's your bad luck to be reborn in my belly. Don't be my daughter in the next life and be reincarnated to other family! Even if you're just a merchant, as long as they can love you, it's better than having an ungrateful sister in the Song's Manor who doesn't care about you or your parents!"

The mother and daughter hugged each other and burst into tears.

Looking at Wang Yingxue, whose delicate face was covered with tears and full of grief and indignation, Song Huishu felt both sad and pitiful.

He remembered that Wang Yingxue was only 17 years old when she married him. The flower-like girl who had never given birth to a child had to learn to be a three-year-old baby's mother. It had not been easy for her to manage the backyard well for more than ten years. How could he hit her when she had occasionally been neglected? He immediately regretted it...

But... Qingyu was indeed wronged today.

'Qingyu, it seems that it's just the maid who indulged herself today. I didn't expect you to be involved. Your mother and sister really didn't discipline her well, but they definitely didn't mean to hurt you. Let's just let it go!!'

Song Qingyu lowered her head and sneered. This was her good father. He said that he missed her mother, but how could it compare with the woman who was with him every day? It was a lie to say that they were deeply in love!

It was a pity that her father had obviously been moved by Wang Yingxue today. Even if Qingyu wanted to get to the bottom of the matter, her father would protect them. It was indeed inappropriate to pursue this matter any more. But since Wang Yingxue dared to plot against her and wanted to escape unscathed, it was impossible!

Qingyu raised her head, revealing her plain neck and unadorned bun. She raised her hand and took off the hairpin that Princess An had given her just now. Her voice was pitiful.

"Father, you're right. I didn't care enough about Sister Yuanzhu, so she misunderstood me. This jade hairpin was given to me by Princess An Yu just now. Apart from that, I don't have any precious jewelry. Now I'll give this hairpin to my sister as an apology."

When Song Qingyu saw the awkward expression on the face of Song Huishu, a strange light flashed through her eyes. His stepwife and stepdaughter were dressed in gold and silver, but his first wife's daughter was so simple that she didn't even have a decent piece of jewelry. The minister of the Ministry of Revenue couldn't afford to lose face!

Wang Yingxue also came to her senses. Her face tightened, and she stared at Song Qingyu with her eyes which seemed have been poisoned.

This b*tch took the opportunity to remind the Master. Qingyu pretended to be gentle and respectful in daily life, but in fact, she was a b*tch who couldn't bear to see good things like her mother!

As expected, Song Huishu was angry. He glared at Wang Yingxue with a stiff face.

"I've entrusted you with the management of this mansion as well as all the necessary supplies. How dare you abuse my daughter like this!"

Wang Yingxue still wanted to say something, but Song Huishu interrupted her. "Since you don't have the mood to take care of Qingyu, let Qingyu take care of herself! Tomorrow, I will transfer several shops of our family to Qingyu, and you don't need to manage Qingyu's clothes, food, housing, and transportation in the future!!"

After that, he turned around and left. Obviously, he didn't want to listen to Wang Yingxue arguing anymore.

Every time this woman argued, it was as if she trampled on his face and told everyone that he, Song Huishu, was a coward who couldn't take care of his dead wife's only daughter!

Wang Yingxue raised her head in shock and looked at the back of Song Huishu in a daze, as if she had been doused with cold water.

How could he do that? How could this be? However, for a small matter, he wanted to take away part of her power. If things went on like this, wouldn't she, Song Qingyu, be in charge of the Song's Manor?

["This b*tch, she did all this on purpose. She came for the Song family's property."]

Looking at the shocked face of Wang Yingxue, Song Qingyu felt very happy in her heart.

Her eyes sparkled with pleasure as she spoke softly with a faint smile. Under the flickering light, she looked like a ghost that had escaped from hell.

"It's very strange, isn't it? Why did I suddenly change? Why did Mrs. Song, who has always been successful in the Song family, suddenly gain the lower hand? It's because my mother is watching you from behind..."

Wang Yingxue screamed and suddenly crawled forward, as if there were really a ghost watching her from behind. Song Yuanzhu also held her head and shouted. The whole hall was lively, as if there were an opera on.

Song Yuanzhu had lost face in Princess An's Manor. Although the master did not punish her openly, he still grounded her for a month on the grounds that she was frighten. From then on, Madam Wang Yingxue closed her door and did not go out.

On the other hand, the First Miss, who had received gifts from the Master, looked energetic every day. It seemed that the situation in the Minister's Manor was going to change!

In the past, the maids and older female servants who had ignored Song Qingyu and were unwilling to work for her were much more efficient now. Qingyu was not as restrained as before.

But she knew that Wang Yingxue was only hibernating temporarily. Wang Yingxue had been caught off guard by her father's accusation, so the step mother had been depressed for many days.

However, Song Yang, the second son of the Song family, who was studying at the Lushan Academy, was about to take a break and go home. As soon as her son came back, Wang Yingxue would definitely regain her prestige as Mrs. Song. Therefore, Qingyu had to speed up the arrangement during this period.