"Dare I ask, what does it feel like when a little brat sneers and spits out the word ’adultery’ from their mouth?"
"It’s like, damn, this kid is way too mature!"
Song Lingzhao’s face turned green. He said, "What kind of people do you have around you, letting you hear such filthy things?"
"Such a young child knows words like that, which shows what kind of people they hang around with."
Xia Qie said, "Isn’t this kind of thing common? I even saw the maidservant on the street behind the Prince Mansion arguing like this, shouting ’adultery’ all over."
The servant Ah Cong, who had just gotten up from the bushes, thought, "..."
"My lord, you’re going to get killed. If the Princess and the others hear this, won’t they beat to death?"
"Don’t go looking at all this ss. At your age, you should be studying hard in school and learning skills," Song Lingzhao lectured in a big brother manner.
Xia Qie looked at him like he was an idiot, "Aren’t you stupid? With my status, what do I need skills for? To die even faster?"
Song Lingzhao was taken aback and pressed his lips together.
"But was that move you used just now called Qinggong? It looks impressive. I should learn it too, so I can climb walls in the future and run if I can’t beat others," Xia Qie said while touching his chin, thinking he could also sneak onto people’s rooftops.
Song Lingzhao thought to himself, "My earlier soft-heartedness was wasted."
He turned to walk back, recalling the scene just now and realizing that his grandmother seed to have witnessed it too. That old woman’s voice was definitely his grandmother’s.
"Hey, where are you going?"
Song Lingzhao turned his head, "I should be leaving now."
Xia Qie made an acknowledging sound.
Song Lingzhao paused and then said, "What you saw earlier, don’t foolishly go and spill it to them."
"Why? Should I pretend I didn’t see it? My late little uncle isn’t even buried yet, and my aunt dares to do such things in the mourning hall. Should I just keep silent?"
"Do they have children? If you reveal it in front of everyone, how will the child live in the future? What if they deny it? Do you have any evidence?" Song Lingzhao said, "Before doing sothing, don’t be impulsive. Think about whether others will suffer because of it."
Xia Qie was slightly stunned and watched Song Lingzhao walk away.
"Little Prince..." Ah Cong felt like he’d run into terrible luck for eight hundred lifetis, getting caught up in such a ss.
Xia Qie glared at him, "You didn’t see anything just now, got it?"
"Oh, this servant’s eyes haven’t been good these days, couldn’t see anything clearly!" Ah Cong imdiately said.
Only then did Xia Qie walk away with his hands behind his back. He wouldn’t confront them openly, but he definitely had to tell his grandfather; otherwise, who knows how that woman might ruin little Sister Ying in the future.
Song Lingzhao hid in the shadows watching the master and servant leave, feeling a bit gratified. The little rascal wasn’t entirely a fool, nor was he completely heedless of others.
Unfortunately, it’s because of his status.
He shook his head and went to find his grandmother to return ho.
Never having stepped into the Xia clan, and the first ti he cos back, he encounters such an eye-opening, mind-boggling event. It really upset him.
On the carriage ride back to the mansion.
Song Ci saw Song Lingzhao, who was riding a horse, looking pensive. She raised an eyebrow and opened the window to ask.
"Zhao’er, what are you thinking about?"
Song Lingzhao snapped out of it, scratched his head, and said sowhat awkwardly, "Nothing."
He pulled a corner of his mouth and thought for a mont, then said, "Grandmother, just now, I was also in the courtyard over by the Xia clan."
"Oh," Song Ci replied instinctively, then widened her eyes, "What, you were there too? You saw it?"
Song Lingzhao nodded, blushing.
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