Zhao Jiuniang stared at her father in a daze.

He still had that elegant and handsome look, but he had lost all the majesty he had in the Third House. On that face that had always worn the mask of patriarchy, there was actually a hint of begging for mercy?

Is this still the father to whom I have always been well-behaved and obedient, trying hard to please him and extremely eager to be praised?

He suddenly became so strange.

Zhao Wenchang's words reminded Mrs. Zhao. Unlike the unlearned youngest son, the grandmother of the Zhao family has always been the most sober-minded.

Holding her eldest son who had fainted, she turned to look at her little granddaughter. There was no pleading in her old eyes, only statements, and every word and sentence directly hit the point.

"Girl Nine, Grandmother knows why you are sad. It was my idea to shut you out, and it has nothing to do with anyone else. If you are so angry, how about I pay you with my life?"

She looked at the people who had entered the room. She didn't know where the pink-dressed lady came from, but she was surprisingly skilled. Although she had never seen the handsome young man standing behind her, she knew from his demeanor that he was not from an ordinary family. The young man standing to the side looked a little familiar.

But in this situation, she couldn't make any more judgments. Old Madam Zhao lowered her eyelids and hid her thoughts. When she looked up at her granddaughter again, she was exceptionally calm, just like she had been for so many years.

"I have been raising you since you were less than four years old. I think I have never treated you unfairly. There are so many brothers and sisters in my family. Ask yourself, Ninth Girl, do I favor you the most?

Why?

Because your father is not upright, and your mother is weak and confused! You are the only legitimate child of the third house. Even though you are a girl, I have never neglected you and have given you the best education. Do you agree or not?"

Thinking of her grandmother's protection and love in the past, Zhao Jiuniang burst into tears again.

"I think."

It was because her grandmother loved her so much in the past, but now she just said she didn't want her anymore? This was what she couldn't understand!

"What did I teach you before? There are strict rules in a wealthy family, and you can't make any mistakes!"

In order to save her eldest son, Madam Zhao no longer cared about the third wife's face and made things clear in front of the child.

"Back then, your mother was foolish enough to bring her concubine sister from Aunt Wang's family in order to share her favor. Did I try to stop her?

Although your father was not raised by me, he is my biological son. How could I not know what he is like?

But ask your mother, did she listen to me?"

Yu's face was filled with regret and shame, and she cried uncontrollably.

And the old lady's statement continued.

"Your illegitimate aunt is very resourceful. She charmed your father, who loves color, and also deceived you two fools!

"That Xiao Yu is very ambitious. How could she be willing to be a concubine? She is clearly waiting to get rid of her elder sister and become the first wife!"

Zhao Jiuniang recalled the beautiful and gentle aunt and suddenly turned pale. She understood the meaning of her grandmother's words.

"I was tricked out of the house by Zhao Jingning. Wasn't it Aunt Wang's idea?"

"Of course it has something to do with Wang, but Xiao Yu's instigation is also responsible, and even more so the stupidity of you two!"

Old Madam Zhao looked at her third son and daughter-in-law, who looked pale and guilty, and a sarcastic smile appeared on her lips.

"Now you know how to play the role of a loving father and mother, but when your daughter was missing, why didn't you two use your brains to cover up the matter?

Oh, you knew that the clan leader's family had already discovered this, but you still kept saying that you had not made it public. What do you want to do?

Is Princess Qin Ning someone who is willing to suffer in silence?

You two are so foolish as to want to marry a legitimate daughter with a blemished reputation to a young man from a prominent family. Do you want to take your whole family with you?

I'm putting this here, it's impossible!"

She looked directly at Zhao Jiuniang.

"I am not only your grandmother, I am also the ancestor of the Zhao family. The Tianshui Zhao family has been passed down for hundreds of years, and the rules have always been strict and harsh.

You can't change it, and neither can I.

Ninth girl, you can complain if you want. When my grandmother encountered all kinds of injustice, she also complained about the world. But what has changed?

You can’t come back.”

No matter how much was said before, Zhao Jiuniang could have regarded it as her grandmother's excuse, but the last few words directly shattered her extravagant hopes.

"Why? Wuuwuwu, grandma, this is obviously not my fault, why don't you want me anymore..."

Old Madam Zhao turned away her tearful eyes.

"Because you were born in Tianshui Zhao family."

This is a signboard wrapped in layers of reputation, and it is the so-called family heritage that cannot be shaken.

There is no sinful man, no unclean woman?

Ha ha.

How could there be no such thing after so many years? The reason why there is no such thing is that the clan does not allow them to exist anymore.

Old Madam Zhao thought of her daughter, a cute little girl. She was trapped in the temple by thieves when she went out to burn incense. She was finally rescued, but still could not escape death.

It was only half a day's work. When he saw her again, his sweet-mouthed and smiling little girl had been strangled to death by her clan members...

The old lady closed her eyes.

Ninth girl, you can’t come back.

Zhao Jiuniang was crying inconsolably, and Chu Chi was rubbing his hands anxiously, but he didn't know what to say.

"Xiao Jiu..."

"Woooooooo..."

Two girls, one big and one small, huddled together, one at a loss as to what to do, the other sobbing with her eyes closed.

Chu Chi didn't know what to do. Hadn't she already retracted her foot? Why was Xiaojiu still crying like this?

It should be said that the current situation directly touched the IQ avoidance zone of Chu Daidai. After all, asking her to kick people and understand the complex emotions between humans is really too difficult for a zombie.

The people standing next to her couldn't bear to see her pitiful look from overworking her brain.

The old lady of the Zhao family’s behavior is understandable.

These old families all appear to be glorious and have good reputations, but which family doesn't have dirty deeds behind the scenes?

Even his own marquisate had only been passed down for a few generations, but there were already all kinds of dirty things going on.

Shen Mufeng and Chen Lingfang both sighed in their hearts, took two steps forward, one to the left and one to the right, and raised their hands to salute very politely.

"Madam Zhao, I am Shen Mufeng."

"Madam Zhao, I am Chen Lingfang."

These two people are also very interesting. They always use courtesy before force. They fight first and then pick up courtesy.

Shen?

List?

Madam Zhao was old, and for a moment she couldn't think of a family that might match the name. But Sun, who was standing next to her, came over boldly, holding her waist.

"...But the Shen family of Zhennan Marquis's Mansion and the Chen family of Annan Marquis's Mansion?"

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