Chapter 122: Competing with the Princess for the Talented Scholar

  Song Tingwei's heart was only on state affairs and had almost never managed household matters, while the first lady seemed to want to cover up everything.

  I couldn't help but shudder at this, it's really a thrilling experience.

  "Tang Er, you've always been a child who knows propriety, how could you argue with your elder for the sake of Su Er?" Madam looked at Song Tang and sighed, her noble demeanor gone: "If your father finds out, he'll blame your mother and me for not teaching you well!"

  "Is Big Madam going to punish Suxin today?" Song Tang struggled to get up and walked in front of the big madam.

  "Second Master, how can you speak to the First Lady like that?" Interjecting, Yin Cha said: "This First Lady is all for your own good, she doesn't want Second Mistress to not know her place in the future, or it will be miserable for you!"

  "Little servant girl, what right do you have to speak? Get out of my sight!" For the first time, Song Tang's expression was so severe, but that tea servant wasn't afraid, merely curling her lip and saying: "This servant is also for the good of the second young master!"

  "Come on, take Second Young Master and Second Young Mistress away separately!" The old madam had obviously lost her patience and only gave the final order.

  "You bullied me and my wife, mother, wait until I'm fully recovered, when I grow up, I will make you pay back double!" Song Tang glared at Yin Cha fiercely, saying: "You're the first one!"

  He finished speaking and glanced at the big madam, she and the people around her couldn't help but shudder.

  "Second Young Mistress, something's wrong...!" Just as they were at an impasse, Hong Ling's voice came from afar. She was shouting and running, saying: "Someone from the Marquis' residence has come to invite you over, the Prince is being stubborn again and refusing to eat."

  "Hey, I'm telling you, Red Spirit, you'd better be careful and slow down. This flowerbed is uneven and very slippery!" Yintea looked at Red Spirit with obvious jealousy and discontent in his eyes.

  The madam was also reminded by these words and looked at Hong Ling with displeasure.