C3 Punishment of Slave-making

"This …"

Prime Minister Song's wife had already passed away for many years, and there was no meaning to it. The entire estate was managed by the Second Aunt, the Su Clan. Over time, in order to curry favor with her, the mansion began to call her Madam. However, this was not a small matter. If this news were to spread, he would be slandered as a member of the Song Residence without a tutor. This would be a loss of face for the Song Family.

The Su Clan knew that their husband had always valued these matters the most. If he were to find out, they would naturally be reprimanded and punished. This was because this small matter had destroyed the trust that he had painstakingly built up over the years.

The Su Clan gave a fake smile. "Yes, yes. Mingyue has grown up, and she's become more sensible." She turned to look at Senior Servant Yun and said sternly, "Hurry up and invite Second Young Miss to get up. It's about time for you to reflect on yourself for the entire night. Go rest in your room."

"Ai, Aunt Su." Song Mingyue purposely said the two words' concubine 'very clearly. "You even have to reflect on what a young miss like me did wrong in the woodshed. Senior Servant Yun is just a vulgar servant, how can she just let it pass with a few words?"

This time, the Su Clan could no longer hold back their anger. Their faces were full of fat as they jumped about uncontrollably. Surprisingly, they started to panic in their hearts. [How come Song Mingyue has changed from the cowardly Song Mingyue to the eloquent one?!]

However, no matter how deep the friendship between master and servant was, how could it be more important than his own reputation? The Su Family had a superior in their hearts, so they waved their hands and called the other two wives. "Servants, Yun mama doesn't know how to respect others, she looks down on others and has violated family law. She'll drag this matter down to twenty."

Twenty boards, that sounds fair. However, Song Mingyue didn't know that most of the people in the house were dogs that the Su Clan ordered. If they fought in the same way, it would only be scratching an itch.

Song Mingyue took one step ahead of the other and swaggered out of the woodshed. It was early in the morning and spring was just around the corner. The ground outside was covered with red flowers and green grass. Even the wind brought the fragrance of plants and vegetation with it. She took a deep breath, turned around, and looked straight into Su Shi's eyes. She enunciated every word, "Aunt Su, Senior Servant Yun said the wrong thing. In terms of family law, it should be slapped. Why don't you call Huan'er and Pei'er. They are young and strong, and will never be able to keep up with the laws of the family. "

Huan'Er and Pei'Er were Song Mingyue's personal maidservants. In their previous life, they were extremely protective, and it was the same. In the end, the two of them didn't end up in a good situation. Normally, he would be bullied and humiliated by the Su Clan's servants. Song Mingyue definitely had to think about the people around her when such a good opportunity presented itself.

The veins on Su Shi's forehead throbbed in anger, but he still couldn't help but force out a smile. Call them in. "

Huan'er and Pyle's former genius had suffered for the whole night because of their improper protection of the young lady, which resulted in her being punished. Now that she was called over, she suddenly saw Song Mingyue standing outside the woodshed in high spirits. On the contrary, the Su Family's complexion turned purple, and the usually high-spirited Yun mama also didn't dare to speak up.

They heard that Song Mingyue had explained the reason clearly in a few sentences, so they immediately moved left and right. Senior Servant Yun's face quickly swelled from the slaps, the sounds of begging becoming inaudible under the crisp sounds of slapping. These two sounds rose and fell one after another, like a heavy downpour of rain, crackling as they fell.

One, two, three...

Eleven, twelve, thirteen …

Song Mingyue watched from the side with her arms crossed. As she counted, a sense of revenge rose up in her heart. So it turned out that revenge was such a straightforward thing!

Not long after, blood started trickling out from the corner of Senior Servant Yun's mouth. Her kneeling body began swaying, not to mention begging for mercy. She could barely speak. Brightmoon saw that it was almost there, so she called out, "That's enough. This time, it's going to be like this. "

Of course, this wasn't because she was merciful. With her mouth, directly saying that she would be beaten to death wouldn't be enough. However, how could he vent his hatred just by beating these crafty servants once! First let him take care of his body, then in the future … There were still a lot of tricks for her to try out.

"What's wrong, noisy, disorderly!"

A familiar deep voice came from the other side of the woodshed. The people present looked over, and it turned out to be Prime Minister Song Zhongyong who hadn't returned to the estate for a long time. Not only him, but also the daughter of the Su Clan, Song Erxi.

She was dressed very straightforwardly. She was dressed in a light pink flowery dress with flowers embossed on it. She was wearing a rosewood dress and had a head full of emeralds. Her originally ordinary features were now covered up by the rouge and cosmetic powder. At this moment, she was obediently standing beside Song Zhongyong, but the corners of her mouth had a trace of an imperceptible sneer.

"Aiya, what's wrong with Yun mama …" When Song Erxi saw Yun mama's face swell from the blow, she pointed at Song Mingyue with a face full of shock. "You …" Little sister, you actually beat someone up like this right in front of your mother. To think that you're the direct descendant of the young mistress of the Prime Minister's Estate, how could you be so rude! "

The Su Clan was truly speechless towards their foolish daughter. She didn't know how to read words when she was such a young person. Didn't he say that he would push himself into a pit of fire?

She fiercely glared at Song Ling-xi, then smiled charmingly at Song Zhongyong, "Don't listen to Xi'er's nonsense. Senior Servant Yun … I punished him. She, she slept so soundly last night that she accidentally locked Second Young Miss inside the wooden door. I was too angry and pained at the same time, so I ordered the servants to slap her on the mouth! "Well, I was going to take Yue Er to wash up."

Surxi still didn't understand the current situation and glared fiercely at Song Mingyue. "What's there to wash up for? Isn't little sister sick!?" "Why do you want to go to today's banquet?"

"Oh? Sick? " Song Zhongyong raised his head and carefully sized up his second daughter. She was still as thin as before. He didn't know why, but he felt that something was different. He cleared his throat and asked her, "Mingyue, what's wrong with you? Did you get your aunt to ask someone to take your pulse? "