Song Yanjiao was startled by the old lady, realizing she had lost her composure.
But her eyes immediately reddened, and she threw herself at the old lady's knees: "Grandmother, your granddaughter truly has no face to live in this world anymore! I would be better off smashing my head to death. Third sister has truly ruined me!"
It was rare for Song Yanjiao to behave like this. Although the old lady was still displeased, she personally helped Song Yanjiao up: "Speak properly if you have something to say. Running to your maiden home crying and making a scene so early on your wedding day, if it gets out, won't it make people laugh? Don't forget, you are the Princess of Ning today! You were never this impulsive when you were the second young lady of the Song family!"
"Yes, Jiao'er, speak slowly if you have something to say. Mother and Grandmother are both here, and they will support you!"
The First Madam, even more worried, stepped forward and took Song Yanjiao's hand: "Where is your husband? Why didn't he come with you?"
Song Yanjiao's face was like a frost-bitten eggplant. Even her wedding red attire could not hide the helplessness and exhaustion on her face.
She explained: "Isn't it still early? I let him sleep for a while. He will come later. Grandmother and Mother, please don't worry."
The First Madam breathed a sigh of relief and then let go of Song Yanjiao's hand: "You scared me to death! I thought you and your husband had a conflict! Isn't everything fine? What are you still upset about?"
Song Yanjiao stamped her foot, her face turning red.
She then looked at Song Chaoyu and said softly to the Old Madam Song: "Grandmother, your granddaughter has something to say. Perhaps... you could let Fourth Sister go to the back to see if the food is ready?"
Song Chaoyu stood up, guessing what had happened, and didn't want to listen to Song Yanjiao's crying.
However, the Old Madam grabbed Song Chaoyu and frowned at Song Yanjiao: "She is your Fourth Sister, what can't she hear? Just say it. Even if it's about matters in the bedroom, your Fourth Sister is already of age. You will have to face it eventually, so tell her. If it's really not something good to talk about, at least let your Fourth Sister be vigilant in the future and avoid the same problems."
Song Yanjiao never expected that one day she would be presented as a "negative example" by the Old Madam Song to Song Chaoyu.
But she had no other choice. Even the First Madam anxiously stepped forward: "Oh dear, who are you trying to kill with worry? Speak quickly, what happened? Is it worth you running over here so early in the morning, not even waiting for your husband?"
Song Yanjiao then sat down to the side and sighed helplessly: "Yesterday... Prince Ning did not consummate the marriage with me."
This was the first time Song Chaoyu saw Song Yanjiao so dejected. She lowered her eyes, not wanting Song Yanjiao to see the smile hidden in her eyes.
"What?!"
The First Madam almost jumped up upon hearing this: "On such a joyous wedding night, how could any man bear not to consummate the marriage? What happened? Did you two have a conflict? Or is there some other trickery on his part?"
The First Madam's voice was so boisterous that even the Old Madam rubbed her forehead: "Enough, can you be quiet for a moment? Let Jiao'er finish speaking! From what she just said, she seems to blame Third Girl? What, did the Prince know what Third Girl did yesterday? Is he disgusted with you?"
Hearing this, the First Madam's face turned as black as the bottom of a pot.
Song Yanjiao then said: "Yesterday everything was fine, but I don't know what those maids were thinking! My socks got stained with something dirty, and they didn't notice! After changing shoes, there was a commotion in the bridal chamber for a long time before those people left. As soon as I took off my shoes, a foul smell filled the bridal chamber—"
Her words left the First Madam and the Old Madam Song dumbfounded.
As a woman, even Song Chaoyu felt that if she had to choose the most embarrassing thing for a woman, Song Yanjiao's situation would definitely be at the top of the list.
Song Yanjiao's eyes reddened again at this point, with anger and hatred in her eyes: "Let alone Prince Ning, even I almost threw up when I smelled that odor! Prince Ning was still alright. He saw the dirt on my socks and immediately sent someone to clean them for me. He also opened the doors and windows, but his expression was extremely unpleasant!"
At this point, Song Yanjiao's tears began to fall with grievance: "I wanted to slow things down, but I don't know which gossipy maid told Prince Ning about this! Not long after, he came to ask me if it was true! Although he didn't say he was disgusted with me, he still sent someone to prepare hot water, saying I was tired from a whole day and should wash up properly. But I understood what 'washing up' meant, didn't I?!"
Song Yanjiao's voice became more choked with sobs: "As a result, after I washed, he didn't come for a long time. I asked a maid downstairs and found out that he had drunk too much and had already fallen asleep in the study! When I said I would go to the study to find him, I saw a woman serving him!"
Song Yanjiao clenched her fists by her side: "It was Wu Lingru, the legitimate daughter of General Wu's family! She had admired Prince Ning for a long time, but on my wedding day, she found an opportunity to approach Prince Ning. How could I be reconciled?"
She wiped the tears from her face fiercely: "I went in to tell her to leave, saying it was late, and that she, an unmarried girl, should not stay in Prince Ning's mansion. Prince Ning is my husband, and I will naturally take good care of him. Mother, guess what Wu Lingru said?"
Song Yanjiao's words made the First Madam tremble with anger: "What?! She still had something to say?"
Song Yanjiao wiped her tears angrily with her handkerchief again: "She actually mocked me! She said that on my wedding day, I was splashed with a foul stench all over, and no man in the world would consummate a marriage with a stinky woman!"
Wu Lingru was indeed a formidable person to have cornered Song Yanjiao to this extent!
Song Chaoyu really wanted to laugh, so she lowered her head even lower.
Song Yanjiao was truly furious this time: "Grandmother, Mother, you tell me, wasn't it Third Sister who ruined my wedding day?! I must make her taste this feeling too! Today, I want Third Sister's life, and none of you can stop me!"
In fact, she could have played the victim in front of her grandmother and asked her grandmother to punish Song Yanrou.
But she insisted on saying such things, and the Old Madam Song, who resided with Song Chaoyu, did not like her speaking like this.
As expected, the Old Madam Song frowned fiercely: "What are you saying? You are now the Princess of Ning. If you truly kill your third sister, what will outsiders say about you, and what will they say about our Song mansion?"