After they left.
The Duchess Ping finally lifted her gaze: "Master, why do you do this? They are just children, and it’s fine for the Emperor to punish them, but why are you so ruthless?"
Madam never opposes decisions already made by Duke Ping.
So even if she wanted to plead just now, she held back.
As the Lady of the household, having a broad perspective and safeguarding her husband’s authority are the most important.
The two children shouldn’t feel like their mother has more say than their father.
Duke Ping sighed.
"Suzhu is my own daughter; how could I not be hurt when she is beaten? But she is too spoiled; I fear she might cause a great disaster in the end."
"You probably didn’t notice the Emperor’s eyes today. Although he didn’t overtly bla us, his gaze clearly bore a hint of murderous intent."
"I’m doing this for her sake."
However, the fact that Duke Ping is so ruthless has another reason.
He suspects that the death of his youngest son might be related to either An Shiyu or An Suzhu.
But he hasn’t yet figured it out completely.
Since the matter is unresolved, he has no plans to inform Madam.
anwhile, in the ancestral hall.
Facing her ancestors, An Suzhu couldn’t refrain from angry curses.
"What Princess, I think she’s the one without proper manners, her heart is smaller than a needle’s eye, deliberately antagonizing !"
She knelt on the prayer mat, breathing heavily in anger.
An Shiyu next to her also harbored resentnt against Bai Zhi’er.
"The Princess is young and ignorant. At worst, we wait for a chance to teach her a lesson. As long as it’s discreet, there’s no way she’ll notice."
On hearing this, An Suzhu nodded repeatedly: "Great! Brother, how do you plan to do it?"
An Shiyu pondered for a mont: "We can’t harm her, otherwise the Emperor won’t let it go easily. Even Marquis Wan alone is hard to deal with."
"How about I find a way to scare her a bit?"
An Suzhu imdiately displayed joy: "That’s a good plan! Hmph, whenever I think of the Princess being smug, it makes mad. Scaring her would be best!"
The siblings fervently discussed their malicious sche.
All the while, Bai Zhi’er in a dream sat high on a platform, watching them.
Naturally, she heard their conversation.
The little one angrily placed her hands on her hips: "You guys did wrong and bla it on . Why do you reason with weakness?"
Unable to bear it, Bai Zhi’er reached out and swiped.
The topmost ancestral tablet toppled over.
Directly hitting An Suzhu’s forehead.
"Ouch!" she yelped in pain.
"Sister, are you alright?" An Shiyu exclaid in surprise and quickly picked up the tablet.
Looking closer, it was the ancestral tablet of An Family’s forebear.
This ancestor was the founder of An Family’s fortunes.
Without him, there would be no Duke Ping’s Mansion today.
He was from Duke Ping’s grandfather’s grandfather’s era.
Unexpectedly, An Shiyu suddenly spat twice at the tablet.
"Bah! You never bless us in usual tis. My sister suffered grievance, and you even fell to hit her head," An Shiyu vented.
Bai Zhi’er widened her round eyes in surprise.
"You don’t even respect your own ancestors! Truly rotten to the core!"
Subsequently, An Shiyu held An Suzhu’s hand and said: "Sister, still upset? I’ve spat at him for you."
Only then did An Suzhu smile: "Brother is really good."
She leaned into his embrace, yet lanted: "I miss concubine so much. If only she were here today, she would certainly plead for . We are ultimately not Madam’s own children."
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