Chapter 687: Chapter 687: Peacock Court Chapter 687: Chapter 687: Peacock Court The two maids had made their rounds through the mansion, quickly gathering the news.
They hurried back to Peacock Court.
“How did it go?” As they set foot in the courtyard, Situ Qinger, who had been anxiously waiting, couldn’t help but rush up to meet them.
“Miss, Mei Hua spoke the truth, madam has indeed been demoted to a concubine. The sisters in the mansion say that it was Uncle Zhong who announced it personally last night. It seems this matter cannot be false.” The two maids reported with hearts filled with trepidation, afraid that if the Second Miss became unhappy, they would suffer the same fate as Mei Hua.
Upon hearing this, Situ Qinger’s face turned deathly pale, her ears buzzing, unable to hear what the two maids were saying any longer. She muttered to herself, “It can’t be true, I don’t believe it.”
“Miss?” Seeing her looking utterly distraught, the two maids exchanged glances and tentatively called out to her.
Situ Qinger, as if she hadn’t heard them, sat for a moment, then suddenly stood up with a swish, “No, I must ask my mother about this. It surely can’t be true.”
With that, she slightly lifted the hem of her skirt and dashed out like a madwoman.
“Miss.” The two maids stood in place, looking at each other, unsure if they should follow.
“Should we go out and see?” Zhu Hua was indecisive and turned to Ju Hua for advice.
“Are you dumb? The Second Miss is in a bad mood, and if we go add to her troubles, isn’t that asking for trouble? If you want to go, then go by yourself; I sure won’t!” Ju Hua was the more astute one among the personal maids, the most tactful, and the best at observing words and moods and flattering, which made her the most favored by Situ Qinger.
Hearing this, Zhu Hua didn’t want to end up like Mei Hua either: “Since you’re not going, I won’t go either.”
“After all, the Second Miss is just going to see madam, and it’s all within the General’s Mansion; she won’t be in any danger. Let’s clean up a bit; the Second Miss might return soon.” As Ju Hua spoke, she picked up a feather duster and began to dust the table.
Zhu Hua leaned against the door, looking outside, trying to catch sight of when Situ Qinger would return.
Ever since Uncle Zhong had announced to the servants that Lady Tang was no longer madam but a concubine, Lady Tang had been fuming mad.
She felt that Situ Yongjie’s actions were excessive and gave her no face, making her wonder how she could face anyone when stepping out of the General’s Mansion.
By the time Situ Qinger arrived, there was a series of loud crashing noises coming from inside the room.
Just as she stepped through the doorway, a vase flew towards her, causing her to duck hastily, and the vase whizzed over her head.
There was a loud crash as it hit the ground and shattered into pieces.
Situ Qinger glanced back and couldn’t help but shiver; had she not dodged quickly, the vase would have hit her face.
Whether it would have disfigured her or not, it would have been a painful blow.
“Mother, what are you doing? You almost hit me just now, did you know?” Situ Qinger walked into the room while frowning, surveying the surroundings.
She saw the room in complete chaos, with ceramic fragments scattered all over the ground. Lady Tang, with her hair disheveled, was turned away from her, wildly snipping at a painting on the wall with a pair of scissors.
Situ Qinger recognized the painting, it was one that Situ Yongjie had seized from an enemy during a military campaign, rumored to be worth a fortune in Liancheng City.
At the time, after much pleading from Lady Tang, Situ Yongjie had reluctantly given it her.
Lady Tang had treasured it like a gem, but today she was shredding it to pieces with scissors.
Watching this made Situ Qinger’s heart ache; even if her mother was angry at her father, she shouldn’t be so wasteful.