"Hehe, the Marchioness said correctly. Our Old Lady was the daughter of a military household too!"
"Exactly, exactly!"
A chorus of agreement instantly sounded in the hall, while that Lady Zhengyang Bo from just now flushed with embarrassment and lowered her eyes, not daring to say another word.
Seeing this, Yu Qingyi kept feeling that something was off.
The Marchioness's behavior had been far too beyond her expectations, making her feel certain there was something hidden here.
And that Lady Zhengyang Bo from just now had been inexplicable too.
With no grudge or enmity between them, why had she jumped out to belittle Yang Yunxue's birth?
Surely she couldn't have been so idle that she went looking for discomfort for no reason?
Just as Yu Qingyi was puzzled, she suddenly sensed a different gaze watching her.
Relying on instinct, she lifted her head and looked over. Sure enough, she saw a delicate-looking young lady across from her watching her.
This young lady's gaze seemed somewhat complicated. Mm, there was a bit of hostility, and also some helplessness.
Hostility!
Yu Qingyi grew even more puzzled.
Where did this hostility come from?
If Yang Zhengshan had been here at this moment, he would definitely have recognized who the young lady watching Yu Qingyi was.
She was none other than Ning Qing, whom he had met at Jinxiu Workshop two days ago.
Under everyone's agreement, the Marchioness's expression also improved, and she returned to her previous gentle appearance, smiling as she chatted idly with everyone.
However, she did not let Yu Qingyi leave. Instead, she would speak a few words to Yu Qingyi from time to time, not to the point of making Yu Qingyi feel neglected.
Afterward, more people came in to offer birthday wishes, and it was only when the birthday