Seeing Yuwen Ming’s concerned expression, Yun Jinnian smiled.
"Winter clothes are thick, so it didn’t burn me. Just the outer garment got some soup on it, it’s a bit wet!"
Yuwen Ming seemed to want to speak but stopped herself.
Yun Jinnian smiled and took Yuwen Ming’s hand, "There’s no need to say anything, I understand it all!"
The maid who served dishes when guests were present, how could she carelessly spill soup on a guest?
Moreover, at that moment, the maid glanced at Qu Mianke before trying to speak, but it was the Marchioness Zhongyi who spoke up.
So, Yun Jinnian was certain that Qu Mianke was implicated in this matter.
But whether Qu Mianke did it intentionally or not was hard to say.
Fortunately, the soup was only spilled on the lapel of her clothing, not on her face or head, otherwise it would have been very embarrassing.
Although Qu Mianke was not held accountable, everyone has eyes, and afterwards the women of the Princess Residence probably wouldn’t want to interact much with her, and she could be considered to have gained little from her misdeed.
That’s how it is with prominent and noble families. Even if your character is questionable, they won’t say much, just slowly distance themselves from you, until you become the most familiar stranger.
So many vexing matters, each one an embarrassment if spoken of, and there were too many in the Capital City who knew, but no one would talk about it openly, just quietly distancing themselves from the Yun Family. At high social gatherings among the elite families, they would definitely not invite anyone from the Yun Family.
And even if the Yun Family held a banquet, those invited wouldn’t attend.
A truly prestigious family places great emphasis on the upbringing of their children, rather than on greed, spoiled behavior, and hubris.
Yuwen Ming looked at Yun Jinnian with gratitude.
Just then Hemei brought over some clothes, and Yun Jinnian went into the inner room to change. When she came out after changing her clothes, she saw several dishes laid out on the table.
Mama Song said with a smile, "Commandery Princess, the Princess was worried that you and Sister Ming didn’t eat enough, so she instructed this old servant to bring over some dishes!"
Yun Jinnian was taken aback.
Actually, she hadn’t eaten much; just a little would make her three parts full.
"Such kindness from the Princess—we, Sister Ming and I, will definitely eat more. We’ve troubled you, Mama Song!"
"The Commandery Princess is jesting. It’s all this old servant’s duty!" Mama Song said with a smile. "Well then, Commandery Princess, Sister Ming, enjoy your meal. This old servant will return to the Princess."
"Take care, Mama Song!"
Mama Song was a first-rank female official, whether it’s status, insight, ability, or tactics, she was exceptionally formidable. It was always right to show her respect.
After seeing off Mama Song, Yun Jinnian and Yuwen Ming sat down and happily ate their meal.
No matter how delicate or flavorful the food was, the mood was extremely good.
Having shed so many formalities, they felt more at ease.
After eating, the Princess of Marquess Zhongyi said to Qu Mianke, "Mianke, come with me!"
Upon hearing this, Qu Mianke’s heart panicked.
Walking slowly beside the Princess of Marquess Zhongyi, she wanted to say several times that she hadn’t done it on purpose. However, by this point, she knew that whatever she said, no one would believe her.
The Princess of Marquess Zhongyi had been waiting for Qu Mianke to admit her mistake, but when they returned to the yard and Qu Mianke remained silent, the Princess shook her head in disappointment. She punished Qu Mianke by snatching a gold hairpin from her, then sent Qu Mianke to enjoy herself, claiming she was tired and going to rest for a while.
"My respects to Aunty!"
The Princess of Marquess Zhongyi waved her off and entered her bedroom.
Qu Mianke, holding the gold hairpin, turned to her maid Simei, "What does Aunty mean by this?"
"Speak!" Qu Mianke shouted angrily.
She always felt as if she was being discarded.
"Commandery Princess!" Simei also had her own difficulties to express.
For such matters, whether Qu Mianke was intentional or not at the time, the best moment for her explanation had already passed.