Time Travel: Pampered by the Aloof Prince
Chapter 268 I Miss My Older Sister

Chapter 268: Chapter 268 I Miss My Older Sister

"What’s the matter?" Song Yuting became alert the moment she heard these words, her eyes fixed intently on her.

Qi Yu, watching her nervous demeanor, chuckled lightly and spoke slowly, "During the time that the Prince and I were not in the capital city, you certainly didn’t hold back from slandering me in front of the Empress Dowager."

Song Yuting immediately retorted, "That’s not true! Don’t make false accusations!"

But her mind was filled with images of her deliberately belittling Qi Yu in front of the Empress Dowager.

If all those words had been heard by this person, she had no idea how she would be dealt with.

She hadn’t been able to tolerate the slaps she received today.

Seeing that Song Yuting was still denying it, Qi Yu no longer held back and her tone instantly turned cold as she scoffed, "Is that so? Yet I’ve heard that you’ve been spreading rumors in the palace that I am unfaithful and unworthy of the Prince!"

Those words had been quietly hinted to her by Nanny Gui.

The Empress Dowager was a forgiving person and seldom spoke ill of others, which was the primary reason she wasn’t swayed by Song Yuting’s words.

But Nanny Gui couldn’t stand idly by.

She knew how the idle chatter in the palace could start from baseless rumors.

Moreover, Qi Yu wasn’t in the capital at that time, so the truth was entirely subject to whatever Song Yuting chose to say with her mouth.

Qi Yu could tolerate Song Yuting provoking her but couldn’t stand her stirring up trouble in front of the Empress Dowager.

Difficult mother-in-law and daughter-in-law relationships have been a perennial issue; Qi Yu considered herself fortunate to have the Empress Dowager. If she had an insidious and cruel mother-in-law like the Empress or a domineering and presumptuous one like An Ruoya, she probably would have fled in the middle of the night by now.

She always held the Empress Dowager in high respect, but Song Yuting dared to tarnish her reputation in front of her. Did she really think she was dead?

Song Ting hadn’t expected Song Yuting to be so stubborn. He thought that she just had a bit of a princess’s temper, which was why he had treated her leniently before and hadn’t truly intended to deal with her harshly.

He thought by making her kneel in the ancestral hall for a few more days to reflect and reform would be sufficient.

But unexpectedly, she had also adopted the behavior of a gossipmonger.

In the strictly governed Imperial City, if those words were taken by someone with an agenda, how was Qi Yu supposed to hold her ground, and what would become of Prince Qiu Residence’s reputation?

Song Yuting didn’t understand any of this. Her vision was narrow, only seeing the immediate, insignificant advantages.

She even foolishly thought that by suppressing Qi Yu, she could marry into the Prince Residence with dignity—such sheer stupidity!

Song Ting swung his hand and delivered another loud slap to Song Yuting.

His strength was far greater than the nannies. Consumed by his rage and without restraint, he sent Song Yuting staggering back several steps, feeling as if she had bitten into her own gums.

Axi hurriedly steadied her and couldn’t hold back her tears as she pleaded, "Miss, you really are confused!"

She could clearly see that Song Ting chastised her out of tough love. Although the slap was delivered in anger, it was mostly out of sorrow.

He still harbored hopes for his granddaughter, so he wanted to slap her into sense, to guide her back onto the right path.

If things continued this way, she could be schemed against to her death without even realizing it.

Song Yuting recovered from the shock only to feel utterly humiliated.

She glared at Song Ting with eyes filled with hateful resentment and yelled, "You old fool, how dare you hit me!"

Enraged by her words, Song Ting’s chest heaved with anger. Qi Yu, worried for him, helped him to sit down, checked his pulse, and shouted at Chunlan, "Gag her!"

At this moment, she was infuriated. Song Yuting was more than just ill-mannered; her heart was rotten.

If it hadn’t been for Song Ting fighting valiantly at the front lines, how could she now enjoy a life of luxury in the General Residence?

Not only was she ungrateful, but she also had the audacity to spout such insolent words.

Such people deserve to be beaten to death.

Chunlan had long been displeased with Song Yuting. When the Prince and Princess were away, Song Yuting came to the Prince Residence countless times, ordering them around as if she were the lady of the house.

Uncle Li could not stand it and gave her a word of advice, only to be scolded viciously by her in return.

Chunlan was so infuriated at the time that she wanted to fight Song Yuting to the death.

She was stopped by Uncle Li, who also instructed her not to tell the Prince and Princess about it.

Later on, she heard rumors spreading through the capital—everyone was talking about how awful their Princess was.

Chunlan had no idea where the rumors had originated until she realized that the instigator had been jumping about right under her nose.

She pulled out a handkerchief, roughly stuffed it into Song Yuting’s mouth, silencing her foul, blustering lips!

Song Yuting opened her mouth to bite her, but Chunlan quickly pinched her jaw, causing her pain. Watching Song Yuting’s agony, Chunlan still felt it wasn’t enough to appease her anger, and glared at her once more.

Song Ling had seen that the situation was not right and had walked away with a few kids.

Song Ting refused to leave; he insisted on staying to protect his cousin-in-law.

Song Ling had no choice but to follow his wishes, taking Qi Mu and Qi Xuan with him. For one thing, he didn’t want them to see Song Yuting’s crazy, ferocious state, and for another, this was a family matter of the General Residence, and it was inappropriate for outsiders to interfere.

At that moment, seeing his grandfather turn pale with anger because of Song Yuting, Song Ting was extremely anxious.

Qi Yu took out silver needles and applied a few pricks, and Song Feng slowly recovered, his complexion still ashen, looking very distressing.

Li Mingjue’s face had already turned pitch black with fury, and he raised his hand, ordering Shiqi to lock the person away in the firewood shed.

Song Yuting glared at him with bloodshot eyes that betrayed a hint of patheticness.

In Li Mingjue’s eyes, there was only hatred and disgust.

Seeing Song Yuting locked away in the firewood shed, Axi was deeply worried.

But she couldn’t bring herself to say anything; after all, it was all her own mistress’s fault.

Shiqi didn’t lock her up too, so she had no choice but to squat outside the firewood shed, continuing to patiently urge, "Miss, just bow your head and admit your mistake!"

Inside the cold, damp, and dark firewood shed, Song Yuting trembled incessantly with rage.

How could they lock her up in this place?

Her hands were already tied up by Shiqi, her mouth gagged, and she could only emit muffled groans of defiance, which were not the slightest bit threatening.

In Tinglan Pavilion, Qi Yu instructed Uncle Li to clear away the cold meal and to serve a fresh, hot one.

Song Ting had lost the appetite for even a chicken leg. Muttering to himself as he ate his rice, he cursed Song Yuting in his mind thousands of times.

It was all that woman’s fault. If it wasn’t for her, why would his grandfather be so angered!

And that evil woman even dared to spread rumors about his cousin-in-law throughout the capital, which was utterly detestable!

Seeing him fuming, Qi Yu shook his head with amusement.

After the evening meal, Song Feng and Li Mingjue went to the study to discuss affairs.

Song Ting practiced his swordsmanship in the courtyard, with Qi Mu and Qi Xuan watching him admiringly.

But he still appeared sullen and unhappy.

Qi Yu sighed and called to him, "Ting’er, are you still upset?"

Song Ting sniffled and said dully, "I miss my sister."