As long as they don't see through it, Song Ci quickly took a sip of tea to calm her nerves.
Song Zhiyuan sat back down and said, "Mother, not to hide anything from you, but the delay in Qi'er's marriage has indeed made me have thoughts of looking at things from a higher perspective. Our Song Family, born from a Poor Family, lacks that noble status compared to others. I also know that behind our backs, many noble families still call us country bumpkins who have washed their feet to step onto the fields. They even deem you, Mother, as coarse and ignorant."
His tone was somewhat melancholic and pained as he spoke these words.
It was just for this one breath of dignity that he wanted to climb to higher ranks—being related to the royal family must be noble enough, right?
