Song Yaoyao looked at the man and said with biting sarcasm:
"Well, well! Who forgot to fasten his trousers and let a thing like you slip out?"
No one had expected Little Lord Song to confront him head-on.
Those words were simply too...
When people like them traded insults, they only made barbed remarks at each other. None of them had ever cursed someone like that!
Even Yu Zezhong, a military officer, had never heard such crude language!
For a moment, he genuinely had no idea how to respond.
Assistant Minister Song clapped a hand over Song Yaoyao's mouth.
Was that something a young girl like her should be saying?
Song Yaoyao tried to pry her father's hand away, wanting to keep cursing, but Assistant Minister Song kept her mouth firmly covered and dragged her away.
As Song Yaoyao left, she glared fixedly at Yu Zezhong. He had actually dared to slander her second brother. Just you wait!
After being confronted so bluntly by a little girl like Song Yaoyao, Yu Zezhong could not swallow the humiliation. Only after a long while did he retort:
"Vulgar! Utterly vulgar! An affront to refinement!"
In truth, Yu Zezhong had regretted his earlier remark the moment he made it.
He looked down on Assistant Minister Song, and Song Qinghui's recent trouble had delighted him so much that, in his excitement, he had forgotten all about that scourge, Song Yaoyao.
He knew perfectly well what Song Yaoyao was capable of.
He kept having a bad feeling.
Everyone looked at Yu Zezhong as though he were an idiot.
Assistant Minister Song was not frightening. Little Lord Song was. None of these court officials dared provoke her.
Which of their families did not have a few things that could never see the light of day?
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