Wen Zishan bit her lip.
"What, are you planning to defy your parents' orders?" Madam Wen's voice grew even colder.
Wen Zishan dared not argue, she only pursed her lips and remained silent.
"You have high aspirations, perhaps you disdain the Song Family, but now, do you hope that the Song Family is unaware of your rudeness? Otherwise, don't just say you look down upon them; I'm afraid they might look down upon you." Madam Wen snorted coldly, "Who would want an eldest daughter-in-law who lacks manners? That's just making the family a laughing stock."
Wen Zishan was scolded to the point of lightly sobbing, wondering how she could be so wretched.
Madam Wen had a slight headache, rubbed her temples, and said, "Think carefully about what I've said, and in the next few days, stay in the courtyard and embroider a double-sided longevity character for me. After all, the Emperor's Longevity Festival is approaching, and you should offer something to please the nobility."
