The Whole Dynasty Spoils the Tyrant's Beloved Youngest Daughter-Chapter 504 - 501: Long Hair Tied to His Heart: Yu Wei Side Story (27)

Chapter 504: Chapter 501: Long Hair Tied to His Heart: Yu Wei Side Story (27)

"Moreover, your elder sister has become like that now, and I’m afraid she’ll be ruined in the future. It was his fault that your elder sister ended up like this. We have already shown leniency by not holding him accountable, and if he holds a grudge against us, that would really be dishonorable."

"Xiao Wei, I hope you also consider our family, help put in a good word for us. Don’t disregard the life and death of the Song Family just for those impractical feelings, thinking only of the Seventeenth Prince."

Mr. Song spoke as if it were the most natural thing. As he and Madam Song had acted in collusion to scheme against Jun Yu, he showed not the slightest regret. Yet, he actually believed they were not in the wrong and placed the blame for Song Wanwan being assaulted by the steward on Jun Yu?

Heh, how could they not think; if it weren’t for the mess they created, would Song Wanwan have ended up like this?

Their own misconduct led to this situation, and they have no one else to blame.

How Ah Yu would deal with them next would be a consequence of their own actions.

"Song Wei, say something, will you?" Madam Song urged, "Do you intend to help us or not?"

Mr. Song also said, "You are a daughter of the Song Family; you can’t turn your back on us."

Song Wei couldn’t help but laugh coldly, "Father acknowledges me as a daughter of the Song Family now? When you were helping elder sister humiliate me, when trying to marry me off to an old man over fifty, did you ever consider I was a daughter of the Song Family?"

Hearing this, Mr. Song replied discontentedly, "What are you saying, third girl?"

Song Wei said, "What, does Father think there’s a problem with my words?"

Mr. Song: "......"

Madam Song: "Let’s not talk about those irrelevant things, Song Wei, are you going to help the Song Family now or not?"

Song Wei sneered and said, "Madam, what do you think?"

"You girl, how can you speak like this?" Madam Song was dissatisfied with Song Wei’s deliberately sarcastic attitude.

At this point, Song Wei didn’t want to say another word to Madam Song.

She understood Madam Song’s nature.

This whole affair was instigated by Madam Song.

If it hadn’t been for Madam Song’s instigations, her father wouldn’t have been like this, and the Song Family wouldn’t be in a position to be held at the mercy of others.

"Madam, if you don’t like to hear it, you don’t have to listen," Song Wei said, "There’s no need to force yourself."

"You..." Madam Song’s face turned dark.

Just as Song Wei was about to say something else, a hand suddenly wrapped around her shoulder, pulling her into a chest.

Song Wei turned her head to look and saw Jun Yu smiling at her.

Even with the mask on his face, his smile seemed cold to others, without much warmth, but Song Wei felt it.

So warm, so warm.

Jun Yu looked at Madam Song, "What’s wrong? Is there a problem with what Xiao Wei said?"

Seeing Jun Yu, Madam Song’s earlier anger instantly vanished. She didn’t dare use the same attitude she had with Song Wei towards Jun Yu, and she was somewhat fearful facing Jun Yu.

She stammered, "N-no..."

"Ha!"

Jun Yu let out a cold laugh and suddenly looked at Mr. Song with interest.

Mr. Song thought Jun Yu was about to say something and immediately prepared a pleasing smile, waiting for him to speak, but moments passed, and Jun Yu remained silent.

Feeling uneasy, Mr. Song asked, "Does the Seventeenth Prince have any instructions?"

Jun Yu said, "Do you want me to marry your legitimate daughter? Is that right?"

Mr. Song embarrassedly nodded, "...Yes, but, if the Seventeenth Prince truly prefers the daughter born of a concubine, marrying her is also fine; whatever pleases you."

Jun Yu replied, "There is no difference between the legitimate daughter and the daughter born of a concubine from the Song Family to me. However, seeing how much importance you place on legitimacy, I have decided not to marry the daughter born of a concubine. I’ve changed my mind."

"Oh? How do you mean?" Mr. Song’s eyes showed a glimmer of joy.

Madam Song was also eager and quickly asked, "Does the Seventeenth Prince want to marry our Wan Wan?"

Song Wei anxiously looked at Jun Yu, questioning him with her eyes: What are you planning? Do you really want to marry my sister? My sister is already in such a state.

Jun Yu lightly patted Song Wei’s shoulder with the arm around her, then said to Mr. Song and Madam Song, "The reason Xiao Wei is considered a daughter from a concubine is because her birth mother was a concubine. If Xiao Wei’s birth mother were the official wife, then naturally Xiao Wei would be Mr. Song’s legitimate daughter."

Mr. Song: "......"

Madam Song: "......"

Song Wei: "......"

So, it turned out that Jun Yu’s purpose was here: he wanted Mr. Song to depose Madam Song and then elevate Song Wei’s deceased mother to the position of official wife.

This way, Madam Song wouldn’t shame Song Wei every now and then on the basis of her being born of a concubine.

He was tired of hearing such biased talk and wanted to help Song Wei vent her grievances.

When Mr. Song understood this point, he fell silent pondering something.

Madam Song became anxious and refuted, "How can a person who has been dead for so many years become a wife? This is against the rules."

"Rules are made by people, and things are achieved by people," Jun Yu said, looking at Mr. Song, "I wonder if Mr. Song is willing? If not, then today’s matter of you two scheming against this Prince should be dealt with seriously."

Jun Yu said meaningfully, "Daring to drug a Prince with a love potion? A capital offense!"

Mr. Song was frightened by the words ’capital offense.’ He quickly knelt on the ground, kowtowing, "This commoner is willing, this commoner is willing!"

Madam Song looked at Mr. Song in disbelief, "Husband, what are you saying?"

Mr. Song pulled Madam Song down to kneel with him, saying, "Stop saying anything, think about our family, won’t you?"

The words Mr. Song had just said to Song Wei, now returned full circle to Madam Song.

Truly, fortunes do turn!

Madam Song just listened and laughed.

"Alright, since it’s deemed feasible, go and take care of it!" Jun Yu said, "Before dawn tomorrow, I want to see the result I desire, and this matter will be settled. But if it’s not done, Mr. Song, you know the consequences."

"Yes, yes, yes..."

Mr. Song dragged Madam Song away, just as relatives and friends were present, he needed to enter the family ancestral hall immediately to resolve this matter.

...

After everyone had left, Song Wei said to Jun Yu, "You were the victim in this matter; aren’t you going to vent your anger for yourself? Yet you vented it for me?"

Jun Yu, holding Song Wei’s shoulder, entered the room, saying, "Xiao Wei, Mr. Song is your father after all; no matter what, I have to take that into account."

Being schemed against angered him too, but he couldn’t kill Song Wei’s father in a fit of rage!

If he wanted to marry Song Wei in the future, such actions couldn’t be taken. He could only subtly hit back at Mr. Song, warning him to behave, or the price would be steep.

Song Wei did not expect Jun Yu had thought so deeply; she looked at him and said, "...Thank you."

Jun Yu raised an eyebrow, looking at Song Wei’s red lips, and said, "Thanks should be expressed through actions, not just words."