Chapter 179 The Old Lady Punishes He Zheng

He Zheng was so frightened that tears came out of his eyes. He pounded his head and kept saying sorry.

Xu Wan, who tried to be tough, watched him cry for a while before she spoke to comfort him, "Okay, stop crying. Go apologize to Master Cheng tomorrow and think more before you do anything in the future."

"Yes, auntie, I'll listen to you." He Zheng wiped his tears and hiccuped.

Xu Wan thought to herself, what a poor little thing.

But on the surface, she still spoke calmly: "You go to sleep, we will go back and rest."

"good……"

Cuizhi was waiting at the door holding her coat. When she saw her come out, she immediately put it on her and said, "Madam, be careful not to catch a cold."

As soon as Xu Wan came out, she sneezed loudly. The cold wind in the middle of the night was really strong. She wrapped her coat tightly and said to Cuizhi, "Send someone to check if anyone in other courtyards in the house still has lights on. If they do, they are waiting for the outcome of this matter. Tell them that everything is fine and they can go to bed early."

"yes."

"Also, have someone guard He Zheng's room at night to prevent him from getting into trouble again."

"yes."

After Xu Wan finished her explanation, she was ready to go back to her room. On the way, she was still thinking about whether to tell Mrs. He about this matter. She was mainly afraid that the news would get to the ears of Minister He, which would affect He Zheng's studies. But He Zheng was injured again, and it would not be appropriate for Mrs. He to know that she had kept it a secret.

"Tomorrow morning, let's invite Mrs. He to our house for a talk," Xu Wan said.

"yes."

It was a noisy night. Xu Wan finally lay down on the bed, but all she could think about was the fire in He Zheng's courtyard. She tossed and turned for a long time before she fell asleep.

Early in the morning, just after dawn.

Xu Wan felt her cheeks were steaming and her head was heavy. She wanted to ask if something was on fire again, but her throat was hoarse and she couldn't speak.

"Madam, you have a fever!" Cuizhi's voice came.

Soon after, many maids came into the room, carrying warm water to wipe her body and putting an ice towel on her forehead to cool her down.

The court doctor said she had a high fever.

The old lady was the first one to rush over. Elderly people usually get up early. After learning that Xu Wan had a high fever, she rushed over quickly. Only then did she know what had happened last night.

"Wan'er, Wan'er." The old lady was calling her.

But perhaps the fever was too severe, Xu Wan was in a deep sleep and couldn't wake up. The old lady was so anxious that she sent someone to invite the imperial physician from the palace. She also sat in front of the bed, worriedly touching the handkerchief on Xu Wan's head to see if it was still cold.

"Mom..." Xu Wan grabbed the old lady's hand.

She was having a dream. In the dream, her father was having an affair with a prostitute and wanted to register the son of his mistress as a hukou in the family. In those days, divorce was more serious than death. Her mother could not bear the insult and took medicine and died. In the same year, her father died of a bacterial infection and she was sent to an orphanage.

There were children without parents there, many of whom were younger than her. She studied hard and worked hard to earn money, and taking care of her younger brothers and sisters became a habit, and she rarely thought about her mother.

But now, she seems to feel her mother's love. Is it her mother who is taking care of her?

The moment the old lady's hand was grabbed, although she couldn't hear what she was saying, as a mother, she felt the desire.

Thinking of Wan'er who lost her biological mother at a very young age and must have missed her mother very much, her heart softened, and she held Xu Wan's hand with her other hand, whispering soothingly: "Wan'er, don't be afraid, your mother-in-law is here, and I am also your mother."

"Mother..." Xu Wan's voice was clear this time.

The old lady shed tears.

Poor child, he must be exhausted from being busy educating those brats every day. He was also tortured by He Zheng last night, so he must have a fever.

The old lady was extremely distressed. She had no daughter, but now she understood how it felt to raise one.

"Where is He Zheng? How did Wan'er punish that little bastard?" the old lady turned her head and asked angrily.

Cuizhi whispered, "Madam, Young Master He Zheng accidentally burned the bed because he was studying. Madam did not punish him, but only gave him a lecture and asked him to apologize to Master Cheng when he woke up."

"Just give him a lecture and apologize, and that's it?" The old lady looked at her precious daughter-in-law lying on the bed, and the more she thought about it, the angrier she became, and the more she felt distressed. "What a bastard, how could he have been beaten in the Shangshu Mansion for nothing? He almost burned himself and the teacher, and even caused Wan'er to have a fever, and he just casually walked away and that was it? Go talk to Mr. Baili and give him a few slaps on the hands to teach him a lesson."

Cuizhi swallowed her saliva and said, "Madam, everyone knows that He Zheng loves studying the most. Moreover, he currently has such a difficult study plan. If he gets hit on the hand, it will delay him for a few days. Besides, the lady hasn't woken up yet. If you educate He Zheng, will she be unhappy..."

The old lady and the old marquis had been extremely respectful to Xu Wan in the past six months. They were very distressed about her now. The aura of a long-time mistress could not help but show up. She took a deep breath and changed her words: "Then punish him to kneel in the ancestral hall. If he wants to learn, he has to kneel down and learn!"

Cuizhi: “…”

His surname is He, and he went to kneel in our clan's ancestral hall...

Let our ancestors, the military commanders of our clan, read the elegant books of sages...

Cuizhi was about to speak when the old lady scolded her to get to work.

Cuizhi had no choice but to do as she was told.

Zong Jincheng stretched his back in the morning, stretched his arms, and got out of bed to wash. It was not until he heard Shunzi telling him what happened last night that he raised his face covered in water and asked in shock, "She still has a fever?"

Shunzi: “…”

Otherwise, Bronze Strong Iron Man?

"People will naturally get sick if they eat all kinds of grains. Madam has been working hard for the young masters for half a year. She was awakened again in the middle of the night yesterday. I heard that as soon as she arrived there, she took off her coat and gave it to Young Master He Zheng. It must have been because she was wearing it at that time."

Zong Jincheng frowned and asked, "Is it serious?"

Shunzi nodded and said, "The old marquis has already invited the imperial physician to come over, but he doesn't seem to have woken up yet."

Zong Jincheng's frown deepened: "How can it be so serious... I was still alive and kicking when I had a fever."

Shunzi's mouth twitched as he said, "Adults are different from children. Children can be very energetic even if they have a high fever, but it's a bit difficult for adults to bear a high fever."

"What should we do then?" Zong Jincheng asked.

Shunzi shook his head: "There is no other way, I can only reduce the fever. The old lady is watching over there, and the second lady is also there to take care of it."

"Then I'll go and take a look too." Zong Jincheng wiped his face with a handkerchief and ran over with thumping feet.

When the little devil ran into Xu Wan's room, he saw his brother had also come, but was waiting with his grandfather in the outer room.

"Grandfather, brother."

The old marquis nodded at him.

Zong Wenxiu went over to talk to him, and Zong Jincheng asked, "Why didn't He Zheng come?"

Although He Zheng is his best brother, he is the wrong person this time. All of them are here, so why is he, the instigator, not here?