"Mother, take care."
Madam Song respectfully saw Song Ci off onto the carriage and watched it disappear into the distance before turning back to the main courtyard.
Sitting inside, she sat blankly on the Arhat bed, suddenly sweeping the teacup onto the floor.
Seeing this, Nanny Fang instructed someone to clean it up, replaced it with a new cup of tea, dismissed the servant girls, and stood in front of Madam Song herself.
"Nanny, she just scolded me, saying I've lost my mind. Nanny, was I wrong?" Madam Song looked at Nanny Fang, somewhat dissatisfied. "In the past, I tolerated it. Now, despite being an Imperial Decree rank, do I still have to endure? Until when must I endure? I planned for my daughter to gain prestige, hoping she could marry a good family. Was I wrong? She doesn't have a daughter, how could she understand a mother's heart?"
Madam Song was somewhat unconvinced.
Nanny Fang said, "My dear Madam, you are planning for the Second Miss, naturally you are not wrong."
