Lingqiao's words still echoed in Song Jinyin's ears.
You really have to know in your mind whether you want to be soft and who you want to be soft with.
It's just that although she didn't expect Pei Yanzhou to come to save her, her heart still trembled when she heard his name.
Not daring to look at the smile on her grandma's face, Song Jinyin finally calmed down completely in the next moment and followed Lingqiao into the courtyard.
There were several unfamiliar faces in the room, kneeling on both sides, leaving Song Jinyin a seat in the middle.
Without hesitation, she knelt down with her legs straight.
"This slave has met the old lady."
The person above had a cold face and didn't speak for a long time, but his aura was extremely fierce.
Song Jinyin put her forehead against the ground, concentrating calmly. She kept her eyes down and said nothing when she heard no movement, letting the coldness gradually spread to her limbs, and her hands and feet began to become stiff.
"That maid named Siyu jumped into the lake last night. What do you want to say?"
The old lady's words came down coldly with a hint of coercion.
Song Jinyin raised her head slightly and said, "Her death has nothing to do with slaves."
"It has nothing to do with it? Everyone else has identified me and came to me. How dare you, Song Jinyin, dare to say that it has nothing to do with it?"
The stern questioning made everyone in the room tremble. Only Song Jinyin still looked neither humble nor arrogant, with her head half lowered and kneeling down honestly.
"Isn't it true that if there is only a big maid like you in Zhuya Courtyard, no one can care about you?"
"I don't dare, slave."
In the peripheral vision, there was a woman wearing dark coarse clothes, kneeling on the ground like her, half sideways, as if sizing her up.
Song Jinyin kowtowed again, "I have been recovering from my injuries these days. It was not until last night that I was called by the Crown Prince to serve in the front yard. I really don't know anything about Miss Siyu."
As soon as she finished speaking, the woman next to her reached out and pointed. When Song Jinyin subconsciously looked over, her fingertips almost poked her eyes.
"You still don't know? We, Siyu, have been doing our duty in Zhuyayuan for so long. We have been careful all day long and dare not offend anyone. How come we accidentally angered you once and something happened in the middle of the night? Aren't you just a quarrel? Pretending to be a maid, she likes to suppress others behind her back! Poor my niece..."
The woman's sudden cry was sharp, and went straight into Song Jinyin's ears.
"What you say makes no sense."
Song Jinyin frowned and faced the woman, "There are so many people in the courtyard. If I really want to suppress them, I can't find your niece to blame."
"Why can't I find it? You have a good relationship with another maid in my niece's house. You always work together to bully her! Last night, she just saw a noble person coming to the prince's courtyard. She kindly comforted you, and she was You became so angry that you were killed! Song Jinyin, how could you be so vicious!"
"I'll say it again."
Song Jinyin looked at the woman who was glaring at her, her eyes darkened: "I was called to the front to serve last night, and I only met your niece once. If you don't believe it, you can ask Butler Wang to come over and ask. "
"Who knows where you went in the middle of the night!"
The woman's voice became louder: "Besides, wasn't it because of you that Butler Wang drove Siyu out of Zhuyayuan? Now I can't help you to report to the official, but even if I risk my life, I still want to Seek justice for my niece!”
Maybe she didn't expect that the woman would suddenly jump out from the ground. Song Jinyin had no time to avoid her. When she reacted and ducked back, her chin had already made a long, thin scratch on her chin.
Song Jinyin frowned, feeling that something was wrong.
The woman saw that the hand moving toward her face was in vain, and turned to grab her wrist.
The woman who was used to doing rough work was very strong, so she grabbed her and pulled her forward, trying to pull her face back to him.
Song Jinyin fought against it and felt the woman's nails scratching her forearms, causing stinging pain.
Everything happened unexpectedly.
The people nearby seemed frightened by this sudden scene, until the sound of tearing cloth was heard.
"If no one comes, we'll all go blind!"
Seeing the scene in front of her, the old lady was furious. She picked up the plate with pastries on the table and smashed it down.
Grandma and the maid quickly pulled him away.
Then there was another "bang".
The sound of the tea cup being placed heavily on the table interrupted the woman's wailing. On the other side, the young maid kneeling on one side shook her body when she saw this. She tried her best to suppress her fear and leaned forward with red eyes.
"I beg you, the old lady, to make the decision. Sister Siyu has mentioned to your servant before that the young girl Jin Yin in the courtyard is very powerful. She got offended by the Crown Prince and turned around to take it out on those of them who have no status."
"Although I'm not here to serve you in Zhuya Courtyard, Sister Siyu is kind-hearted and has always been on good terms with me. I've heard her cry several times. Now that she's gone, I just want my sister to go away with peace of mind." ..."
Song Jinyin's sleeve was torn open by the woman, revealing a small section of red blood.
She had no intention of listening to the maid's confusing cries at the moment, and only looked at the scratched marks.
If she had been slower to avoid it just now, these wounds would probably have landed on her face.
The voice in her ears cried intermittently for a long time, and questions and scoldings continued to surround the room. It was not until the old lady's tea cup was smashed next to Song Jinyin's knees that she came back to her senses.
"Do you agree with what she said or not?"
"This slave refuses to recognize me."
Song Jinyin placed her hands on the ground and pressed her forehead against it again, "I have only met Siyu a handful of times. I will never let myself embark on this difficult road because of her."
To put it bluntly, it is not worthwhile to attack people like that.
The tiny pieces of debris sank into Song Jinyin's palm, and her expression remained unchanged. From the initial panic when she heard about the dead person, to the calmness at this moment.
Lingqiao's words echoed in her ears, and she didn't believe that the old lady couldn't guess her innocence.
It's just that now it's meaningless to admit or not, and even showing weakness has no effect in front of the old lady.
The corners of Song Jinyin's lips moved, revealing a wry smile.
She originally thought that as long as she persevered, an opportunity would always come her way, but looking back on her step-by-step journey to where she is now, the road has become increasingly difficult.
"deny?"
Seeing Song Jinyin's coldness, the old lady was furious, "It's a fact that the maid jumped into the lake, and it's also a fact that she only had a dispute with you before the accident! Many people saw the redness and swelling on her face when she left Zhuyayuan, but you, Song Jinyin, still... Don’t you dare confuse right and wrong here!”
"That slap was done by Siyu himself."
"Asshole!"
The old lady sneered: "Without your coercion, how could she have dealt such a heavy blow to herself? Song Jinyin, I have underestimated you on weekdays. Yan Zhou's backyard is empty now, but you dare to act like this and be so bold. If If someone enters his yard later, don’t you plan to do it yourself?”
If you want to impose a crime, there is no need to hesitate.
Although she was not sure that these two people were not the work of the old lady, Song Jinyin understood at this moment that the old lady was determined to find her fault.
As Ling Qiao said just now, it doesn't matter what the truth is. The master's happiness and anger are what a maid should value most.
"Old madam, please calm down. I will never dare to interfere in the affairs of the prince's backyard."
Song Jinyin's voice was a little hoarse, and a new thought emerged from the bottom of her heart, trying to erode her previous belief bit by bit.
"Let me ask you again, do you believe what the maid said just now or not?"
The old lady glanced outside. Before she could speak, a rough woman dragged the person in.
Xueyu's face was red and swollen, and when she knelt on the ground and begged for mercy, her breath was still a little weak.
"Old madam, please calm down. Sister Jinyin really doesn't know Siyu. She is a slave. It's the slave who doesn't deal with her. She doesn't like the slave, so she will be disrespectful to Sister Jinyin. It's none of my sister's business. Please calm down, old madam." ..."
Song Jinyin felt cold in her heart.
Pei Yanzhou threatened her with the people around her to prevent her from leaving. The old lady threatened her with the people around her and asked her to confess to the unfounded crime.
It seems that everyone knows her weak point, and everyone can pinch her within seven inches.
"The old lady didn't let you speak, how can you speak here!"
The rough lady who grabbed Xueyu was very strong. She grabbed her bun and dragged her to the side. Song Jinyin could still see Xueyu's frowning eyebrows when she was pulled in pain, and the inside was so full that it was about to overflow. Come to fear.
The fire in Song Jinyin's heart ignited little by little.
She thought that all her previous plans and ideas might have been completely wrong.
