She glanced at Zhao Mingzhu and said, "Mingzhu, considering you've been with me since childhood, this is your last chance. After all, Yining is my granddaughter... If you show any disrespect to her again, our bond will be exhausted. Do you understand?"
As long as she can stay, she is willing to do anything!
Zhao Mingzhu looked at Wei Ling. Wei Ling's face remained stern. He said calmly, "Ask Yi Ning yourself."
Zhao Mingzhu walked over to Yining's bed, took her hand and said, "Sister Yining... please let me stay. I really don't want to go back... I know I was wrong, I really know!"
Yi Ning opened her eyes and looked at Zhao Mingzhu. Suddenly, she remembered the first time she saw her in Baoding. She was so proud that she ignored everyone. Now, her hair was messy, her eyes were red and swollen, and she seemed to be grasping at her hand as if it were a lifeline. She sighed softly. In fact, this Mingzhu... even if she continued to stay in the Duke of Ying's mansion, she would no longer be Mingzhu. If she refused, although Mrs. Wei would not say anything, she would definitely not let go of Zhao Mingzhu in her heart...
She looked at Luo Shenyuan standing at the edge of the crowd, looked at Cheng Lang, whose face was blurred. She even saw the pleading look in Old Lady Wei's eyes... She nodded slowly.
When Zhao Mingzhu saw her nod, her whole body went limp and she almost couldn't support herself.
The lights gradually dimmed.
Shen Yu was almost killed by Wei Ling. Zhongqinbo came over and saw his son's miserable condition but didn't dare to say a word. He left the Duke of Yingguo's Mansion with his son.
Luo Yihui felt sorry for her sister, but she really couldn't interfere too much in the affairs of the Duke of Ying's Mansion. After all, this was Yining's home, not hers. But seeing that Yining had just agreed, she felt relieved. Although Zhao Mingzhu was responsible for this matter, she really couldn't be blamed entirely. In the end, the maid next to Yining, Shen Yu, was the culprit. If it was really far-fetched to blame, Old Lady Wei would never let go of Zhao Mingzhu. Yining forgave Zhao Mingzhu, and Zhao Mingzhu existed in the Duke of Ying's Mansion as a cousin. Although it was only a difference of one word, the meaning was completely different.
She comforted Yi Ning for a few words and then said goodbye. Yu Ge'er couldn't leave her at night.
Yi Ning was exhausted from all the hard work, and since she was already seriously ill, she had no time to deal with anyone else. She allowed Wei Ling to take her back to the East Garden to rest. Wei Ling took care of her until midnight.
Mingzhu followed Old Mrs. Wei back to her residence in Jing'anju.
Old Mrs. Wei walked very fast, much faster than Mingzhu.
Seeing that they were at the door, Zhao Mingzhu forced a smile and said to Mrs. Wei: "Grandma, today is thanks to you..."
Before she could finish her words, Mrs. Wei turned around and slapped her in the face.
Zhao Mingzhu had never been hit by Old Madam Wei in her life. This slap was so fierce! She covered her face for a moment, her lips trembling and she couldn't speak.
Old Madam Wei said, "This slap was for Yi Ning." She added, "You know best whether you harbor evil intentions or not. If you do it again, it won't just be a slap. I'm saving you this time... Think about it carefully."
Zhao Mingzhu stood at the bottom of the stairs, her body trembling slightly, tears falling like beads from a broken string.
It's still different.
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