"Feng'er, what are you doing?"
Just as Granny Qiao was hesitating, Ning Yunxiao walked over with Ning Chengze. Seeing Ning Feng'er's behavior, his brows furrowed deeply.
"Little sister, what are you doing? You're making a fool of yourself."
Ning Cheng looked at Wen Zhongtian standing next to him with a slightly embarrassed expression.
He had originally planned to match his sister with Wen Zhongtian.
However, seeing his younger sister like this now, Zhongtian must also feel annoyed.
"I want to see my brother, but Granny Qiao keeps stopping me and makes me stay with Young Master Wen. Isn't Young Master Wen my brother's guest? Shouldn't my second brother be the one accompanying him? Why am I the one being made to stay with him?"
Ning Feng'er felt more and more aggrieved the more she thought about it.
She's not a courtesan, so why should she be made to accompany a stranger? She's a well-bred young lady from a respectable family, the eldest daughter of Jiuxiao Manor. Why should she have to lower herself to accompany a strange man?
"If the young lady wants to see the young master, let her go. Why are you stopping her?"
Ning Yunxiao sighed. His wife was becoming more and more unreliable. If Feng'er wanted to see Hongze, he should just let her go. Why make things so awkward?
"But?"
"Granny, did you hear that? Father has spoken, and I can go see my brother now." Ning Feng'er put the hairpin back in her hair, took out a handkerchief, wiped the tears from her face, and hurriedly went to the Buddhist hall.
With a pained expression, Granny Qiao quickly followed.
“Chengze, Feng’er’s expression and reaction are a bit unusual. Why don’t we follow her and see what she’s up to? Uncle, what do you think?”
"Fine, I also want to see what Hongze and his sister are up to."
When Ning Feng'er pushed open the door of the Buddhist hall, Ning Hong was gnawing on pickled chicken feet from a supermarket.
The chicken feet were spicy enough, and Ning Hong, who loves spicy food, thoroughly enjoyed eating them.
Upon hearing the sound, he hurriedly packed his things, but accidentally choked on the spiciness and started coughing.
The cough was excruciating.
"elder brother?"
Ning Feng'er watched her brother kneel forlornly on the prayer mat, coughing so badly, yet he didn't stand up.
My nose tingled, and my eyes welled up with tears.
"Brother, are you alright?"
She quickly told the servants to bring some boiled warm water.
"I'm fine, Feng'er, why are you here?" Could it be that his cheap mother has finally come to her senses and wants to let him go? Ning Hong covered her mouth tightly with her hand to prevent the taste of pickled peppers from escaping.
"Brother, you've suffered so much."
"It's not bitter, I'm just a little hungry." After drinking a couple of sips of water and the taste of pickled peppers in her mouth had faded a bit, Ning Hongze finally spoke.
His cheeks were flushed from coughing, and his forehead was slightly hot from exertion, making him look somewhat like he had caught a cold.
"Brother, I'll have someone make you something to eat."
Ning Feng'er reached out and touched Ning Hongze's forehead, her anger growing even stronger.
"Go and find a doctor."
"Young Master, what's wrong?"
Granny Qiao originally didn't want to go, but when she saw Ning Yunxiao slowly walking in this direction, she hurriedly sent someone to find a doctor.
Although the master doesn't like the eldest son, if she really kills him, he won't let her off the hook.
"You unruly servant, you must have made things difficult for your brother, otherwise, how could he have caught a cold and developed a fever?"
"Oh dear, young lady, you've really wronged me. The eldest young master is just unwell, that's why he has a fever. If it were the second young master, he definitely wouldn't be sick."
Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Ning Chengze following behind Ning Yunxiao. Granny Qiao quickly said that Ning Chengze had not only stepped on Ning Hongze, but also flattered Ning Chengze.
Ning Chengze smiled slightly.
He was extremely pleased with himself.
That's natural; he's practiced martial arts since childhood and is strong and healthy, unlike his sickly older brother.
“Feng’er, I’m not sick.” Ning Hong weakly propped herself up. “I’m just hungry.”
His stomach rumbled twice, "I haven't had a drop of water for the past two days, that's why I'm so weak."
"What?" Upon hearing the words "not a drop of water," Ning Feng'er's voice rose several octaves.
"Father, did you hear that? They're not feeding my brother." It's been two days and two nights already. If she hadn't suddenly decided to come see her brother, would he have starved to death?
"Not a drop of water?" Ning Yunxiao was also furious. "You insolent servant!" He raised his foot and kicked Granny Qiao.
"Everyone says that a powerful servant can bully his master, but I never thought that there would be such a person in my Nine Heavens Manor."
"Master, please listen to me, I... what am I doing?!"
What's this?
Even Granny Qiao herself couldn't explain it?
Want to teach the young master a lesson?
For someone who works as a servant to want to teach a young master a lesson is utterly ridiculous.
"Who are you? Explain yourself clearly, or you're kicked out of the manor."
This means the owner wants to kick people out.
Granny Qiao's face turned pale. "Master, I...?"
She wanted to explain, but she didn't know where to begin.
"It was my idea, so what?"
Just as Granny Qiao was in a dilemma, not knowing what to do, Madam Ning slowly walked over. "Granny, you only do things according to my orders. What? Can't I punish this little brat?"
"Stop calling me a little brat, he is still your son."
"Hmph, I don't have such a useless son."
"If I could, I wouldn't want to be your son."
Ning Hong then spoke softly.
"What did you say?"
"I said, if I could, I wouldn't want to be your son. Being your son means starving to death." He almost starved to death these past two days and two nights. If it weren't for the shop he carried with him, which contained food, and his injuries, and the fact that he hadn't eaten or drunk anything for two days and two nights, he probably wouldn't have survived.
"Starve to death? You have hands and feet, can't you go to the kitchen and find something to eat yourself?" Madam Ning said disdainfully, though she was also filled with doubts.
Although she locked Ning Hongze in the Buddhist hall, she didn't order him to be starved. What? Madam Ning's gaze fell on Granny Qiao.
Seeing that Granny Qiao looked flustered, it must have been Granny Qiao who made the decision on her own.
However, if we were to push Granny Qiao out, the master would certainly not allow such a person to remain in the manor.
A struggle flashed in Madam Ning's eyes.
Although she didn't understand why Granny Qiao was targeting Hongze, she figured it was for her sake. She couldn't let Granny Qiao be kicked out, so she had no choice but to accept the blame.
In any case, it doesn't matter to her whether she has this son or not; as long as she has Chengze, that's enough.
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