Ms. Hong was right, such a family is not one they can afford to offend.
Not only can they not offend them, but they also need to curry favor properly. As long as they do it well, his precious son won’t have to worry about his future.
As for Dongxue, bla it on her bad luck; although she beca a Secondary Princess Consort, she still ended up dead. Anyway, he has more than one daughter—if one dies, there are still three more, plus he still has a son.
No matter how important a daughter is, she’s not as important as a son. For the sake of a son, sacrificing a deceased daughter is acceptable.
Ms. Hong is farsighted. She knew this troubleso woman would cause a scene, but luckily he ca along, or else this ti the fourth branch of the family would have thoroughly offended Yang Chuxia.
"She’s been completely upset by the news of Dongxue’s death and montarily lost her sense of priorities," Yang Xiaochuan smiled apologetically. "Actually, you know, Fourth Uncle, this can’t be blad on you. If you could protect her, you certainly wouldn’t fail to do so. Besides, I heard from Qingrui that she was willing; she was willing, and the outco can’t be blad on anyone else."
"Yang Xiaochuan, that’s nonsense! Everyone knows Prince Le isn’t a good person; as her older sister, she should have stopped her, which was her fault."
"And that vile woman, Ms. Hong, who plots every day for her son. If she hadn’t gone on and on about finding a good family in the Capital City, why would Dongxue have gone there? Had she not gone, none of this would have happened. I’m telling you, my daughter’s dead, and I’m not afraid anymore. Unless my daughter cos back to life, I’m going to kill Yang Qingle."
"You dare!"
Yang Xiaochuan was infuriated; this troubleso woman acts like a rogue.
"Enough!" Yang Chuxia shouted, "Everyone shut up, causing this scene here."
The two started making a fuss outside, Yang Chuxia noticed the servants watching from afar, feeling a headache, each one making a spectacle of themselves.
"Acting like this won’t bring Dongxue back." Yang Chuxia glared at Ms. Luo, "When Prince Le was shot and fell off a cliff, Dongxue was nearby. She didn’t have to die, but she couldn’t let go and jumped after Prince Le, losing her life. Who can be blad for that?"
"If she hadn’t jumped, nothing would have happened. Isn’t Princess Consort Le and the Heir of Prince Le living well in the Mansion now? Except for lacking freedom, the Emperor hasn’t troubled that mother and son. If Dongxue hadn’t jumped off the cliff, she’d be living well in Prince Le’s Mansion too."
"I feel guilty for her, but only for not stopping her from marrying Prince Le, not for her death. She chose to jump off the cliff herself, who can be blad?"
Ms. Luo hesitated seeing Yang Chuxia’s familiar fierce gaze.
Seeing her stop acting wildly, Yang Chuxia turned to Yang Xiaochuan again, "Sons and daughters are all part of the Yang Family bloodline, don’t just listen to that woman Ms. Hong without thinking for yourself. Although I don’t know what she’s been saying at ho, from what Fourth Aunt said, I can guess that Dongxue ca to the Capital because Ms. Hong urged it. Ms. Hong has her own interests, and so does Fourth Uncle, but when pursuing personal interests, don’t forget the other children are also your bloodline."
"Alright, Fourth Uncle and Fourth Aunt have traveled a long way and must be tired, Mingqiu, take them down to rest for now, we’ll talk later."
"Yes!"
Mingqiu had listened to too many of the family’s private matters, keeping his head down, wishing he could disappear.
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