Returning to the Prime Minister's Mansion, when Song Ci got on the small carriage, she called out to Song Ruqi.
Song Ruqi was startled, thinking she might also be scolded like her cousin. She stood up straight for no reason, feeling very nervous.
"Qiqi, although you are a Prime Minister's daughter, you are only the second daughter of the Song Minister's Mansion. In the future, when you encounter Zhao Mingyao, remember she is the County Lord. She has a ranked title, and you do not, so she is superior to you," Song Ci said gently. "You are about to come of age soon, and your marriage can't be delayed much longer. There's no need to tarnish your reputation by disregarding seniority, speaking harshly, or confronting her. If she slaps you, you wouldn't have any justification."
Song Ruqi felt a bit aggrieved and her eyes turned red.
"Remembering her status doesn't mean you have to lower yourself, but be careful not to give others a handle over you, it's not worth the loss."
