"I won't shut up. If I were you, Song Ziyu, and I did such shameless things, I would drown myself in the river.
You still have the nerve to go out and meet people, how many people in this world are as thick-skinned as you?"
"By the way, do you think there are still people sending you posts about poetry and tea parties because they really want to invite you to go? Phew, we just want to see your jokes! Hum, if I were General Song and Mrs. Song,
I will definitely regret giving birth to such a shameful daughter like you."
Song Ziyu was so angry that he was shaking all over. He stared at Zhu Xiuhe with scarlet eyes. After staring for a moment, he rushed forward and stretched out his hands to grab Zhu Xiuhe's hair.
"ah!"
Zhu Xiuhe screamed in pain, not expecting that Song Ziyu would suddenly take action.
"Song Ziyu, you crazy woman, let me go, it hurts me to death."
Song Ziyu grabbed Zhu Xiuhe's hair and shook it vigorously, while mumbling: "I'll shut you up, I'll shut you up."
"Miss!"
"Sister Zhu!"
Yao Biyun and Zhu Xiuhe's maids quickly went to pick up Song Ziyu.
Song Ziyu held on to Zhu Xiuhe's hair and refused to let go. The more they pulled on Song Ziyu, the more painful it became for Zhu Xiuhe. They had no choice but to break off Song Ziyu's hand.
Although they wanted to beat Song Ziyu, after all, Song Ziyu was a lady from the General's Mansion, and they were just servants of the Zhu's Mansion. If they really beat her up, they would not be able to afford it if the General's Mansion held him accountable.
Zhu Xiuhe's scalp hurt so much that she felt like her scalp was going to be ripped off by Song Ziyu.
When the guests upstairs and downstairs heard the noisy screams, they all ran over to watch out of curiosity, and then they saw a big show.
"Song Ziyu, you bitch, let go, let go..." Zhu Xiuhe burst into tears.
"The eldest lady from the Zhenbei General's Mansion and the lady from the Minister's Mansion of the Ministry of Industry got into a fight?"
There was a rush of people outside the door, and everyone craned their necks to look inside the private room. They had not seen the fight between the official ladies! "Why did Miss Song and Miss Zhu get into a fight?"
"I heard someone say that Miss Song and Miss Zhu have always been at odds with each other. They would fight each other whenever they met."
"Ouch! This hair is pulled, it hurts just looking at it."
"Look at the ruthlessness on Miss Song's face. She is worthy of having killed someone before."
"Miss, please let go!"
Cui'er stood aside and urged anxiously.
The eldest lady beat Miss Zhu so carelessly, but it will bring trouble to the house.
Zhu Xiuhe's two maids and Yao Biyun pried Song Ziyu's hands hard, and finally separated her fingers one by one.
After being freed, Zhu Xiuhe raised her head, her bun was all loose, and her hair was disheveled like a crazy woman.
When she raised her head, two bunches of hair connected to her scalp, along with many scattered hairs, fell from her head and fell to the ground.
There were two obvious bald spots on her head, and flesh and blood could still be seen.
"Sister Zhu..." Yao Biyun covered her mouth with her hands and took a step back.
Sister Zhu is bald! "Little Miss..." The two maids also looked at Zhu Xiuhe in horror.
Zhu Xiuhe also noticed something was wrong. She lowered her head stiffly, saw two bunches of hair with flesh on the ground and broken hair all over the ground, and touched her head with her hand.
When she touched two hairless and wet places, she gasped in pain, turned pale, and screamed.
Cui'er looked at the screaming Miss Zhu and covered her mouth with her hands. It's over. Miss Zhu has gotten into big trouble.
Song Ziyu didn't realize at all that he had caused a big disaster, and looked at the screaming Zhu Xiuhe with a sneer on his face.
Who told Zhu Xiuhe, a bitch, to humiliate herself! She deserved to be bald. Let’s see if the Crown Prince Pingyuan will marry him! There should be no man willing to marry a bald man!