Zhi’er hasn’t spoken yet.
Guoguo already crossed her arms and snorted coldly.
"Surely coming to plead for her father."
Bai Xingye said coldly, "Sister, don’t see her."
Only Feng Fuce looked at Zhi’er, waiting for her decision.
Zhi’er pondered for a mont.
She finally said, "Brother Ce, you and Sixth Brother, along with Guoguo, go out for a walk. I’ll speak with Song Qingrui alone."
Guoguo was surprised and whispered, "The Princess won’t help her, will she?"
Zhi’er waved her hand: "Of course not, I’m not foolish. Song Bufan deserves to die, but Song Qingrui is not bad."
"I’m just giving her a chance to speak. After all, I don’t dislike her."
Thus, Feng Fuce gave Guoguo a push.
He spoke coldly, "Let’s go."
Guoguo had no choice but to obey, following Bai Xingye and Feng Fuce out.
After Song Qingrui entered, Zhi’er led her to a seat.
"Co, have so tea." Zhi’er pushed the teacup in front of her.
Song Qingrui’s face was gloomy, sowhat downcast.
"Sister Jing, I didn’t expect you’d still be willing to see . I barely had the face to co."
"Seeing Song Yingchuan just now was a bit awkward. My brother made such a big mistake, implicating him."
"I wanted to apologize but don’t know how to start."
Zhi’er comforted, "It’s okay, you don’t have to force yourself to apologize. It’s not your mistake."
Song Qingrui thought for a mont, then nodded, "I think so too."
"Earlier, I went to my mother, and Sister said I was wrong. Mother felt heartbroken because I spoke for Song Yingchuan."
"I’m sowhat uncertain whether I made a mistake, so I wanted to ask Sister Jing."
Although Song Qingying said Jing Zhi wasn’t a good person.
But Song Qingrui, walking this path, carefully thought about Jing Zhi’s actions and character.
At the banquet, she was falsely accused by her grandfather of breaking the White Jade Guanyin.
It was Jing Zhi who stood up, insisting on justice for her.
"I’m not a child. I have my own judgnt. I trust Sister Jing is not a bad person."
That’s why she wanted to talk with Zhi’er after being criticized by all her family.
Zhi’er listened to Song Qingrui’s recent experiences.
She felt so sympathy for Song Qingrui’s situation.
Although Madam Wei loves her children, her sense of right and wrong is evidently not so strong.
It’s understandable, given that Song Bufan is her son.
Who would wish for their son to die?
Zhi’er comforted: "I believe your mother didn’t say it intentionally. She’s just worried about her son and feels helpless, that’s why she said such words."
"Qingrui, think about it. From childhood till now, you’ve been raised so well. Although a bit spoiled, you don’t harbor malice."
"This proves you grew up surrounded by love, so once your mother calms down, you should comfort her."
"As for your sister Song Qingying..." Zhi’er crossed her arms and snorted coldly, "She’s deliberately trying to drive a wedge between us, with ill intentions."
Song Qingrui was puzzled, "But why would Sister try to co between us?"
Zhi’er pushed the pastries she had just bought from the street in front of Song Qingrui, sharing them with her.
She added, "I don’t know the reason either. But if a bad person wants to harm you, it’s either because you’ve damaged her interests or because she’s petty and jealous."
Song Qingrui picked up a piece of peach blossom cake, eating as she pondered, "Jealousy..."
Why would her well-read and rational sister be jealous of her?
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