Ye Hongyang's temper flared, and with a flick of his sleeve, he turned and sat back down in his chair with a resolute look, saying, "Father is too biased. He believes any nonsense that wicked woman spouts without inquiry. Father never questions Madam Yin's words and behavior; he only blames his son for all sorts of wrongdoings."
Duke An didn't care what his son said, only furrowing his brow and intermittently sipping his tea, wondering to himself how he and his wife, being no fools, could have a son so witless, completely beguiled by a concubine unworthy of the public eye.
The Duchess couldn't bear to see her son embarrassed and interjected, "You still have so many excuses; the bottom line is you've done wrong. Madam Yin is your main wife. You hardly ever visit her quarters, and when you do, it's only to plot how to divide her family's business. Anyone would give you a cold shoulder under these circumstances."