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“Fourth Sister, what do you mean by that?” The young woman in a pale yellow dress, kneeling on the ground, asked in a delicate voice. “Are you blaming Father for arranging this marriage for you?”
Casting a sidelong glance at the troublemaker, Qing Luan noted her luxurious attire. Although she was a concubine's daughter, she was favored and dressed extravagantly. The jealousy and arrogance in her eyes were unmistakable; it seemed that only by flaunting what she had could she prove her worth. Such people often met with tragic ends.
With a faint smile, Qing Luan spoke calmly, without any anger: “This marriage was arranged by Father, but did he consult me? When the engagement was broken off, did anyone ask Father? Did anyone ask me? You made a casual promise that binds my entire life. A broken promise ruins my life—what does this engagement or its dissolution have to do with me? I feel like an outsider yet am expected to bear the consequences. Father, what wrong have I committed? Is my only fault being your daughter?”
As Qing Luan finished speaking, silence enveloped the room. Everyone's gaze turned contemplative, even Chen Xiaode, who had been furious, hesitated.
“ Luan'er,” Zhu Clan said, unable to hold back tears as they streamed down her face. Since the incident began, she had endured silently, not wanting to be mocked or ridiculed. Now, facing her wounded daughter’s pain, she could finally confront everything.
“Sister Four, regardless of the circumstances, you’ve been jilted. It will be difficult for our Chen Family girls to marry well from now on!” Originally intending to use this situation to strike hard at Chen Qingluan, Zhu Clan found herself thwarted as Qing Luan’s few words dispelled their father’s anger, rendering her earlier efforts futile. Unable to restrain herself, she provocatively retorted.
“The Chen Family girls?” Qing Luan smiled gently. Although she didn’t know who this person was, she knew that Zhu Clan had only three daughters. Therefore, no matter who she was, she couldn’t stand on equal footing with them. Whether her father favored her or not, her future was in Zhu Clan's hands. “Neither of my sisters blame me; what right do you have? The Chen Family has three daughters; how does it concern you whether they marry well?”
The implication was clear: only the Legitimate Daughter of the Chen Family could hope for a good match; as for the others, even if they desired it, it would be futile.
This statement cut deep but brought smiles to Zhu Clan and her two Legitimate Daughters. The others turned pale; the one who had spoken earlier bit her lip and reddened around the eyes as she shifted focus and said, “Father, what does Third Sister mean? We are also your daughters; could it be...”
“Do you wish to marry better than my two sisters?” Qing Luan interrupted her words. Such scheming was child's play for her.
If no one wrongs me, I will not wrong anyone; but if someone wrongs me, may they face divine retribution.
She couldn’t understand why a girl of merely ten years needed such cunning and cruelty against her own sisters. They might not share the same mother but were at least full sisters through their father.
Even if one does not understand the laws and customs here, one thing remains clear: the distinction between legitimate and illegitimate children is evident, as seen from the recent behavior of the Zhu Clan.
As soon as these words were spoken, the girl who had been about to voice her grievances trembled all over, her eyes filled with fear. She hurriedly bowed her head and cried out, "Madam, Yan'er didn't mean it that way. Yan'er is just worried about her sisters..."
The Zhu Clan couldn't be bothered to respond to her and instead turned to the master with a cold smile, saying, "Look at this—this is the result of your indulgence. A mere illegitimate daughter dares to surpass the Legitimate Daughter. If others see this, Master, are you really going to favor your concubine over your wife?!"
Not everyone can bear the title of favoring a concubine over a wife; even the usually domineering Chen Xiaode fell silent.
"Master, Yan'er has lofty ambitions. I cannot decide on her marriage. If you have other arrangements in mind, just let me know. I will make sure it is more grand than for my three daughters," she said through gritted teeth, casting a fierce glare at Chen Yan'er.
"Master, Madam," suddenly a sobbing voice broke the oppressive atmosphere, pleading mournfully, "Yan'er is just being foolish; it's all my fault. Please spare her, she is still so young!"
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