Aunt Yun was originally three years older than Jiang Weizhong, and if ten years of her life were taken away, she would be thirteen years older.
Looking at Aunt Yun like this, his eyes were full of disgust. He waved his hand, had her dragged away, and locked up in the woodshed to fend for herself.
Considering his mother's face, he didn't want to be too cruel to Aunt Yun, and letting her fend for herself was already very kind. If it were him when he was young, he would definitely make her live a life worse than death.
After dealing with Aunt Yun, Naituanzi looked at Jiang Weizhong and said, "Please, Madam!"
[Since you are here, save that poor woman's life. Jiang Situ is a good official, and we cannot let him cause unrest in his harem.]
Jiang Weizhong was surprised: "Master! Do you mean to ask my wife to come out?"
Li Sizu answered on behalf of Chu Xiaoxiao: "Yes, Lord Situ! Please ask the wife to come out!"
"But, my wife is seriously ill and cannot travel." Jiang Weizhong looked embarrassed.
The old lady said, "No matter how seriously ill you are, you still need to invite someone. If you can't walk, can't you ride in a sedan chair?"
The charcoal-haired man said in an unfathomable tone: "My master said to let your wife come out, so of course he wants to give her a chance."
The old Duke nodded to Jiang Weizhong: "Yes, my granddaughter never tells lies."
The Duke of Zhenguo was a rough man, and he couldn't stand the dilatory spirit of the scholar, so he shouted loudly: "Jiang Weizhong! I told you to invite the wife out, so go and invite her. Why are you dillydallying? You don't even listen to the words of the Imperial Master?"
Jiang Weizhong looked at the expressions of the crowd and felt that they had bad intentions. They knew clearly that his wife's condition would become worse if she found out about Aunt Yun, but they still made him look ashamed and unable to raise his head in front of his wife.
Is this guy trying to make fun of him? Unfortunately, he has no evidence.
Forget it, everyone has seen Aunt Yun’s joke. Is there a bigger joke than this? Just watch it if you want!
He turned around and told his attendant, "Go, have someone carry the lady over here."
Chang Sui clasped his fists and bowed, then turned and walked towards his lady's yard.
When Mrs. Situ Wang heard from her maid that the master had sent for her to go to the front hall, she felt puzzled, but she still had someone prepare a sedan chair and carry her over.
Wang has been seriously ill for several years and looks pale, haggard and extremely thin.
When she arrived at the front hall and saw so many people coming to the house, she felt uneasy, wondering what had happened in the mansion.
The old lady looked at the paper-thin Madam Situ and couldn't help but tear up. She took her granddaughter to Wang and asked with concern, "Why did Madam become so ill? Did you ask a doctor to see her?"
[Of course she did, but she had a heart disease, and it was incurable. Infatuated men and women in the world always like to feel sorry for themselves and cause someone to die to show their loyalty to love.
In my opinion, they are all a bunch of idiots. If they have lost their lives, what is the point of having that worthless love? They don't care about their parents and children, and they are so stupid to die for a man. 】
old lady:"......"
My granddaughter was right, and I was speechless.
The old Duke secretly glanced at the old lady and felt sweet in his heart. He and the old lady were a young couple and it was not easy for them to accompany each other all the way to today.
Compared to others, he is very lucky to have found someone who loves him wholeheartedly. He is not squeamish or pretentious, and says what he wants to say.
When the Duke of Zhenguo thought of his wife, he felt that he was much luckier than Jiang Weizhong. He married the person he fell in love with at first sight when he was young. The couple loved each other and lived in harmony. They had a son and a daughter, and they were very satisfied.
Wang saw the kind-looking old lady's eyes turn red for her, and suddenly the bitterness in her heart disappeared. She smiled bitterly and said, "I have asked the imperial doctors from the Imperial Hospital to come one by one. It's just that I have a bad fate."
"You can't say that. You still have a son to take care of." The old lady took Wang's hand and advised, "If you are gone, what will happen to your son?"
Speaking of her son, Wang could no longer hold back her tears, which began to fall down. She had been dragging her sick body and refused to give up, just for her son.
He is only twelve years old and has not yet been engaged. Even if she is going to die, she has to wait until he gets married and has children. I just don't know if her sick body can hold on until then.
Jiang Weizhong felt sad when he saw his frail, pale and bloodless wife.
"Wanrong! You must live well! If the Imperial Master hadn't come today, I wouldn't have known that Madam Yun was going to take action against Ji'er's marriage."
"What?" Wang, who was sitting on the sedan chair, sat up slowly and looked at Jiang Weizhong with tears in her eyes. "Is what the master said true? Aunt Yun wants to intervene in Ji'er's marriage? Which girl is she talking about?"
Because she spoke too quickly, Wang Wanrong kept coughing, as if she was about to die from coughing.
Naituanzi brought a cup of tea with two drops of spiritual spring water in it and handed it to her. Naihu smiled and said, "Drink it!"
Wang Wanrong was stunned, took the cup, and drank the tea in it sip by sip. Strangely enough, after taking the first sip, her coughing stopped.
After taking another sip, she felt a warmth in her throat fall into her stomach and then spread outward. Her eyes lit up and she couldn't wait to drink all the water in the cup.
As the last sip of water went into my stomach, I felt like I was alive again, and the fatigue in my body instantly disappeared.
Jiang Weizhong watched closely and felt the changes in his wife. He immediately knelt down in front of Chu Xiaoxiao to express his gratitude.
"Thank you, Imperial Master, for your help!"
"National Master!?"
This is the first-class imperial teacher appointed by the emperor himself? He is so cute?
Look at that chubby, white and tender little round face, it is really adorable, with a pair of big round eyes, bright and lively. When she smiles, two dimples are left on her little face, making her more and more adorable.
She had lived for most of her life, but she had never seen such a beautiful child. She wanted to hug him, but she didn't dare. The rank of the Imperial Master was too high, and she couldn't overstep her authority.
Wang Wanrong slowly stood up and knelt beside Jiang Weizhong, "Thank you, Master, for saving my life."
The old lady, the old duke, the Zhenguo duke, and Li Sizu were no longer surprised. The things given by the imperial teacher must not be ordinary items.
The black-haired boy folded his arms, stood with his legs apart, and stood by his master, dutifully serving as Milk Ball's first bodyguard.
The master's methods are endless, and even he is no match for him, let alone these mortals.
Such a small thing as curing diseases and saving lives is easy to do.
The milk ball took a sip of milk, stuck out his tongue and rolled it around his mouth, and the milk foam was rolled away, leaving everyone stunned.
This operation was amazing. Even the towel in Li Sizu's hand was useless.
"stand up."
Jiang Weizhong reached out to help his wife up, and fearing that she would be too weak to stand due to her long-term illness, he helped her sit down on the trail.
[Look, aren't these two people quite affectionate and righteous? Why did they choose to keep it to themselves and not speak it out? This made Mrs. Situ depressed and heartbroken, wishing she could die right away.]
Everyone who could hear the inner voice looked at Jiang Weizhong, seeing that he was very good to his wife. There was only one concubine in the family, and the concubine had no children, so there was no need to worry about the illegitimate son snatching the family property.
With such a good husband and such a quiet harem, what could Mrs. Situ be dissatisfied with?
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