Chapter 8 – Teaching the cousin a lesson The Evil Prince and his Precious Wife The Sly Lady (2/2)

Murong Xue smirked and slowly walked towards them, “What are you all doing?”

Upon hearing the cold voice, the maids and housekeepers turned around and casually bowed, “Young Mistress!”

The girl in pink, Song Qingyan, gave her a glance and carelessly said, “Cousin is back. Grandmother saw that I wearing too plainly so she has decided to gift me some jewelry and is letting me choose.”

The Grandmother that she mentioned is not Murong Xue’s real grandmother, but her step-grandmother. She had given birth to a pair of brother and sister, Murong Jian and Murong Rou. The original Marquis Murong Yue was given birth to by the original wife.

Song Qingyan is the wife-born eldest daughter of Wu An Marquis’ Household and is Murong Rou’s only daughter. Thus she was extremely pampered by the Marquis’ dowager. Everytime she visited the Mansion, she would dress plainly and when she went back, she would be well adorned and full of delicate jewelry.

Murong Xue sneered internally and slowly said, “If Grandmother is gifting you things, you should be picking from Grandmother’s treasury. Why are you picking from my mother’s dowry?”

Song Qingyan froze midway while putting on an earring and frowned. Previously, when she had visited the Mansion, she had always taken jewelry from here and Murong Xue had never said anything. Today, she actually mercilessly questioned her, what’s wrong with her? “Your mother is my aunt. It’s not too much for her to gift me a few pieces of jewelry right?”

“If my mother had personally said that she’s giving it to you, that’s called gifting. Taking the jewelry without my mother’s permission is called thieving and robbing.

On the last few words, Murong Xue’s voice grew heavy and her tone turned into a merciless sneer. Song Qingyan reddened and glared at her, “Your mother has been dead for ten years, how am I supposed to speak to her? Murong Xue, enough is enough, don’t be too much.”

Murong Xue’s face darkened and she coldly said, “My mother’s jewelry is being stolen by others. I’ve only asked a question and that’s considered too much? Then isn’t it worse that you as a noble’s daughter is stooping to steal others’ jewelry?”

“I am not stealing anything,” Song Qingyan said fiercely, “I took the key and opened the lock and openly took out the jewelry.”

Murong Xue’s mouth curled slightly – she was just waiting for her to say that. “Who is the keeper of the treasury keys?”

“It’s me!” A thirty-plus year-old old maid stood out, not a single piece of her hair out of place. Her face was clean but gaze was dark; one look and one would be able to tell that her was a sharp woman.

“Somebody, drag her away and hit her a hundred times with the paddles, then sell her!” Murong Xue ordered harshly.

The old maid was shocked and shouted in surprise, “Young Mistress, what have I done wrong?” Murong Xue is very gentle and has never been angry at the servants. Why is she so fierce today, and even wants to punish her and sell her?

“When my mother had passed you the keys, it was to ask you to guard the items within the treasury, not to give you the treasury. You did not ask the masters’ permission before privately opening the treasury. That’s considered ‘bullying the masters’. Shouldn’t you be sold off?”

The original person was kind, resulting in some opportunistic servants forgetting who was the real owner of this treasury. She doesn’t mind helping to remind them.

Song Qingyan’s face turned white. The old maid had opened the treasury resulting in Murong Xue ordering the punishment by paddles and being sold off. Murong Xue looks like she’s punishing the old maid but in actual is giving her a slap.

Like ‘killing the chicken to warn the monkeys’, and giving oblique accusations, she has lost and yet she can’t find a reason to rebuke. Murong Xue’s ploy is really masterful and hateful.

The old maid looked around for help only to see the other maids and housekeepers keeping their heads down, afraid to even breath too loudly for fear of angering Murong Xue.

Since no one dared to help her, she can only save herself. The old maid gritted her teeth and loudly proclaimed, “I wish to inform the Young Mistress that I was obeying the Dowager Lady’s orders to open the treasury…”

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