Chapter 505: Chapter 168 Unceasing Mischief_2
Three consecutive slaps landed on her face.
The room was filled with the loud sounds of slaps.
Excruciatingly crisp.
Chun Tao’s face swelled from the slapping.
"Enough!" Xie Ruolin shouted.
No matter how badly she treated Chun Tao, having her servant treated like this was also a blow to her dignity.
She couldn’t suppress her anger.
Xie Ruotong stopped her actions deliberately and said coldly, "Beating Chun Tao is not because she did wrong, but because she is taking the punishment on behalf of her master!"
"Xie Ruotong!" Xie Ruolin trembled with fury.
Xie Ruotong was so blunt in her reprimanding.
"First, as a concubine, you entered the main wife’s room without permission, rashly lifting my bed curtains, a grave offense! Second, as a concubine, you lacked proper manners before the main wife and instead acted arrogantly, breaking the rules! Third, as a concubine, you have no self-awareness of your status! A concubine is lowly, equivalent to the servants in the household; to put it bluntly, what difference is there between your status, Xie Ruolin, and that of Qiao’er?! What right do you have to reprimand Qiao’er!"
"You!" Xie Ruolin was so humiliated by Xie Ruotong her face turned crimson.
Xie Ruotong actually said such things about her.
She said her.
She’s just like the servants at home.
She called her a lowly servant!
Who does Xie Ruotong think she is?!
Who does she think she is?!
"Today, I won’t hit you, not because I’m concerned about the favor your husband has for you, but because you are carrying the Song Family’s offspring, and not out of any reservation towards you!" Xie Ruotong pronounced each word distinctly, emanating an intense presence.
Xie Ruolin’s eyes turned bloodshot as she looked at Xie Ruotong.
Listening to the sarcasm in Xie Ruotong’s voice.
The sarcasm that she was just a tool for producing an heir.
She couldn’t help but have tears circulating in her eyes.
From a young age, even as a true concubine, she had never suffered such indignity.
"Xie Ruotong, do you truly not understand why I became a concubine? Are you now oppressing me just because you’re the main wife?! If it weren’t for you ruining my marriage with Yanqing, would I have become a concubine? On what ground do you stand so high and mighty to scold me!" Xie Ruolin retorted, overwhelmed with emotion.
If not for Xie Ruotong, would she have fallen to the status of a concubine?!
Xie Ruotong is now using her status to humiliate her!
"Becoming a concubine was your own choice, with no one forcing you. Since you are willing to be a concubine out of love for your husband, you should be aware of your role, yet while you claim to love your husband and are willing to do anything for him, you can’t bear to be a concubine and commit unspeakable acts! You want to play the harlot yet still stand as a chaste idol; where in the world does such a good deal exist!"
"Xie Ruotong, who are you calling a harlot?!" Xie Ruolin, completely out of control, retorted, "Who is the real harlot?! We both know very well who has stayed in the brothel, don’t think you can fool everyone just because you’ve bribed the people at Yicui Pavilion, we know how unclean my body is and how many men I’ve served..."
"Enough!" Song Yanqing finally lost his temper.
Xie Ruolin was startled by the sudden outburst of rage.
Xie Ruotong also pursed her lips due to Song Yanqing’s voice.
Song Yanqing had always been genteel, refined, and gentle, never having raised his voice like this at anyone before.
The voice of fury now.
Indescribable rage.
"Have you not made enough of a scene this early in the morning?!" Song Yanqing directed this question at Xie Ruolin.
The sliver of guilt he had just felt towards Xie Ruolin.
However, it dissipated like smoke in thin air after the series of actions she took against Xie Ruotong, and the words she spoke.
For the first time, he felt that Xie Ruolin was being irrational and talkative, lacking the demeanor of a lady from a distinguished family.
"Are you scolding me?" Tears kept swirling in Xie Ruolin’s eyes.
She looked at Song Yanqing in disbelief.
The look of grievance on her face instantly became pitiful.
As Song Yanqing saw Xie Ruolin’s tears, he restrained a fraction of his burgeoning rage.
"Why have I become like this, Song Yanqing? Why have I become like this, degrading myself to the point that I can’t even respect myself, all because of whom?!" Xie Ruolin’s tears fell drop by drop, "Who was it that said he would only love me in this lifetime?! Who was it that said he would not touch any other woman but me?! Who promised to spend every night in my room from then on? But what did I just see? I saw you holding Xie Ruotong in your arms, so intimately. How am I to believe the words you said!"
Song Yanqing was at a loss for words.