Chun Xi’s crying, fussing, and dramatic threats of suicide were utterly shameless, yet remarkably effective.
Under the gaze of everyone present, Wei Lingze slowly bent his knees and knelt.
The crowd was stunned—some even dared not look directly.
This Madam Shen was audacious! To demand Wei Lingze kneel in public—was she not inviting resentment against her husband? Wouldn’t the Wei family in Hanjing target him everywhere after this, making it impossible for them to stay?
No one dared look, but Chun Xi did.
She enjoyed watching Wei Lingze gnash his teeth in fury, yet unable to lay a hand on her.
For the past three years, she had lived cautiously, terrified that one misstep might provoke him and cost her life. Now, seeing him kneel unwillingly before her, she felt a rush of satisfaction.
Had the mighty eldest son of the Wei family ever imagined a day where he would kneel to someone like her?
Xiao Qinghe sat beside Chun Xi. Though Wei Lingze’s kneeling wasn’t because of her, seeing this man humiliated publicly brought her joy rather than pity.
The humiliation and hurt she had suffered in the study that day finally found a small measure of relief.
She realized she truly no longer loved him.
All their past beautiful memories had been destroyed by him in that study. He no longer deserved her love.
A servant nervously handed tea to Wei Lingze, who passed it to Chun Xi: “Young Aunt, please have some tea.”
The words “Young Aunt” were delivered with such force, as if he wanted to gnaw a piece of her flesh.
He remembered this humiliation today, and when Chun Xi fell into his hands, he would exact revenge in countless ways, making her regret today’s actions.
Malice filled Wei Lingze’s eyes. Chun Xi raised an eyebrow and deliberately spoke loudly: “Nephew-in-law, your gaze is terrifying. If your apology isn’t sincere, forget it. I fear that you will hold a grudge over this trivial matter and take revenge later. How could a weak woman like me possibly oppose you?”
The onlookers were speechless.
You forced the eldest son of the Wei family to kneel in public—how are you weak?
And he’s already kneeling, yet you say “forget it” now? Isn’t that teasing?
Though the crowd grumbled internally, Wei Lingze’s anger boiled. But to end this farce quickly, he forced himself to soften his tone: “My earlier words were reckless, harming Young Aunt. Today, I sincerely apologize here. I was wrong. Please, Young Aunt, be magnanimous and do not hold this against me, a junior.”
Every word was forced from Wei Lingze’s teeth.
Only then did Chun Xi smile and accept the tea, speaking softly: “This matter could have been serious, but fortunately my husband treats me very well and doesn’t mind. Since nephew-in-law has apologized sincerely, I’ll let it go—for He’er’s sake.”
She drained the cup in one gulp.
The tea offered by a junior tastes exceptionally sweet.
The matter concluded, and Wei Lingze, still furious, left without another word.
The crowd exchanged glances, staying silent and keeping a safe distance from Chun Xi.
Xiao Qingyue, after the initial shock, quickly realized that her elder sister had let Chun Xi run wild without defending her husband. Surely her sister must have suffered greatly to allow this.
So Chun Xi had been standing up for her elder sister?
Understanding this, Xiao Qingyue’s eyes toward Chun Xi softened, though she said: “You truly have no manners. The ‘first birthday ritual’ is about to begin. What if you delay the host’s ceremony?”
Chun Xi should have discussed standing up for her sister more carefully, but she had acted rashly. What if her elder sister was embarrassed too?
Xiao Qingyue’s mind picked at these details, but overall she respected this young aunt’s courage.
Though she still looked down on Chun Xi, the fact that Chun Xi defended her sister without harming their relationship softened her stance.
Chun Xi didn’t explain further, only apologized to Madam Yin.
Madam Yin, a supporter of Xiao Qinghe, could see the beginnings of the situation but didn’t blame Chun Xi.
The first-birthday ritual soon began, with everyone gathering in the front courtyard.
Shen Qingyuan immediately came to Chun Xi’s side, whispering: “Did anything happen?”
Chun Xi leaned close and quickly recounted the events: “My husband didn’t see how bad his expression was just now. It was too satisfying.”
She beamed with pride, as if victorious in a major battle. Shen Qingyuan smiled and murmured: “My lady is truly formidable.”
Their private conversation appeared intimate and affectionate to outsiders.
Xiao Qinghe glanced at them, her eyes briefly darkening before regaining composure, and she led Xiao Qingyue to Madam Yin.
Outside the Grand Tutor Mansion, Wei Lingze was seething with anger. Once the banquet ended and Xiao Qinghe and Xiao Qingyue were separated, he charged toward Xiao Qinghe’s carriage, shooing the maid Quezhi aside: “I need to speak with the young madam alone. You find your own way home!”
He dropped the curtain and ordered the driver to go.
His expression was terrifying. Quezhi, worried for Xiao Qinghe’s safety, clenched her teeth and followed Xiao Qingyue’s carriage.
Xiao Qingyue tried to tell the driver to pursue them, but Mo Yun stopped her: “Second Miss, you are still unmarried. It’s inappropriate to intervene between the young lady and the son-in-law directly.”
“But I can’t watch my sister get bullied.”
Mo Yun glanced at Quezhi and suggested: “Too much has happened today. Let’s take Quezhi home to inform the madam first.”
If the son-in-law treated the young lady badly, the madam would need to intervene.
Quezhi, also worried about impulsiveness, nodded: “Yes, it’s better to go home and tell madam first.”
Meanwhile, inside the carriage:
Wei Lingze pressed Xiao Qinghe against the wall and asked coldly: “He’er, we are husband and wife, sharing honor and disgrace. Why would you eat from the inside and plot with outsiders today?”
His anger had been building to a furious peak, and his words were icy and harsh.
Xiao Qinghe stared at him calmly: “On that day in the study, when you humiliated me, did you ever consider that we were married?”
“Physical union is natural. I couldn’t help myself because I love you. Why are you still making a fuss about this?”
Wei Lingze grew impatient, thinking Xiao Qinghe was being unreasonable.
How could a wife refuse her husband?
“I said I don’t consent! You are forcing and humiliating me!”
Even now, recalling this, Xiao Qinghe’s body trembled slightly with hatred.
“Have you ever consented? Since our marriage, when have you ever shown me a kind face?”
Wei Lingze could no longer contain his anger. As he spoke, he roughly tried to grab her clothing.
They were in the carriage, surrounded by people!
The humiliation hit Xiao Qinghe a thousand times stronger than that day in the study. Her face went pale as she yanked a hairpin from her head and pressed it against her throat.
“Wei Lingze, try touching me again!”
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