Chapter 299 Jin Cheng goes to pick up He Zheng

It was early morning and the sky was just getting light.

Xu Wan woke up and rubbed her eyes in a daze. When she raised her hands, she found that she had not taken off her clothes, but she had slept in the quilt all night.

Um?

Didn’t she sit by the bed waiting for Zong Zhao last night?

"Madam, you're awake." Cuizhi came in with some water.

Xu Wan lifted the quilt and replied while putting on her shoes: "Zong... didn't my husband come back last night?"

"Ah?" Cuizhi said in surprise, "He returned. He returned to his room before midnight. Didn't Madam know?"

Xu Wan's eyes widened. She quickly looked at the bed again. She was lying in the middle, and there seemed to be no trace of another person. "I fell asleep last night. I have no impression."

Cuizhi understood immediately, and she said with a smile: "That's because the young marquis didn't wake you up. No wonder we waited outside the door all night and there was no movement in the house."

Xu Wan: “…”

What are you waiting for? What do you mean by no movement? Why are you talking to her face? How embarrassing!

Xu Wan stood up and looked around the room. There was no couch or recliner in her room, only a chair next to the desk.

She walked over and saw a piece of paper on the table with three big words written on it.

"I'll be back at the end of the month."

The handwriting is neat, majestic and powerful. It was written by Zong Zhao.

Did he sleep here last night?

Xu Wan felt a little strange in her heart. In this era where husbands are the most important, wives are expected to get up early and go to bed late to serve their husbands. How could a husband sleep next to his desk for fear of disturbing his wife's sleep?

What kind of person is Zong Zhao...

Xu Wan couldn't figure it out, so she said to Cuizhi, "My husband is out on some business. He left a letter saying he'll be back at the end of the month. Send someone to tell my parents-in-law. Also, take down all the red decorations in the room. They're making me dizzy."

"yes."

When the room returned to its familiar appearance, Xu Wan's tense heart finally returned to normal.

"Mom, where is my dad?" The little devil jumped in from outside, looking around excitedly.

Xu Wanyang held up the paper in her hand and said lightly, "Let's go."

"Ah! Why did he leave?" Zong Jincheng ran over in shock. He breathed a sigh of relief after seeing the words on the paper. "It turns out he will be back at the end of the month. I was so scared. I thought Dad would be gone for many years again."

Xu Wan chuckled and said, "Before that, it was called missing, not gone for many years. Who would not go home for so many years for no reason?"

The little devil nodded and said, "That makes sense. Then I will continue to wait for my father, hehe."

"By the way, has He Zheng not come back yet?" Xu Wan asked.

Zong Jincheng shook his head and said, "No, I don't know what the situation is like at home. Maybe a family member is seriously ill?"

"Then let's wait a little longer." Xu Wan said.

Zong Jincheng said excitedly: "By the way, I have to write a letter to He Zheng and tell him that my father is back, hahahaha..."

The kid said this and ran away again.

Xu Wan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "You're just saying whatever you want. You're really full of energy."

In the evening.

The maids carried the clothes and items that the old lady had made for Zong Zhao into the room one by one. Xu Wan sat aside and watched them busy. The originally empty room was gradually filled with another person's things. Soon, that person would live with her every day.

Xu Wan thought: Calm down, calm down, who doesn’t have a roommate?

Every student in their key class has one!

However, ever since her roommate's idea came up that day, Xu Wan's mood has become more peaceful. She even has the energy to direct the placement of items and decorate the entire house to perfection.

She sighed, "The happiness of the big bedroom is about to be gone forever..."

Three days later, Zong Jincheng could no longer sit still.

He came running over anxiously, saying, "Mom, I wrote a letter to He Zheng, and it's been three days, and he hasn't replied yet."

Xu Wan said: "Maybe something delayed him."

Zong Jincheng shook his head fiercely and said, "It's impossible. He Zheng values ​​me the most. Even if he doesn't eat or sleep, he will still find time to write to me. This is not normal. Has something happened to him?"

Xu Wan said: "He Zheng is going back to his own home, what could possibly happen?"

Zong Jincheng asked anxiously, "Did his father beat him again, so he couldn't get up to write to me?"

Xu Wan was stunned.

It's hard to say.

Seeing this, Zong Jincheng turned around and was about to leave, muttering, "I'm going to Shangshu He's residence to see my brother. What's going on? It's been three days and he still hasn't replied to my letter..."

"I'll go with you." Xu Wan caught up with him from behind. The more she thought about it, the more she felt something was wrong, especially the way Mrs. He acted when she took He Zheng away, which was indeed a bit unusual.

"good!"

The mother and son got on the carriage and drove towards Minister He's residence.

He family.

When Mrs. He heard that Xu Wan and her son had arrived, she quickly received them in the front hall to talk. In the small courtyard, He Zheng also got the news.

He ran over excitedly, knocking on the door and shouting, "Jincheng! Auntie! They are here to pick me up! Open the door, let me out, let me out!"

He has been locked in the room for five days.

During these five days, he looked through various history books to see why the entire families of those people were implicated. Combining it with the recent news in the capital and Jincheng's situation, he vaguely understood.

The person Dad is afraid of is Luo Jingfeng.

Because the general of Pingxi was about to return to the capital, he could not play with Jin Cheng, who had offended Luo Jingfeng before, otherwise he would cause his father to be hated by Luo Jingfeng as well.

But why, why must he be so cruel as to deprive him of even his best friend?

"Let me out, I want to see my father, I want to see my father!" He Zheng shouted while knocking on the door.

He didn't have much hope at first, but he didn't expect that Minister He would actually come.

The door opened and Minister He appeared at the door with his back to the light, and his facial expression could not be seen clearly.

"Father!" He Zheng shouted, and quickly used the debate skills he learned in the key class to start his defense, "I understand what you are worried about, but I think you are worrying too much. Not to mention that Jin Cheng is just a child, and he was the one who was bullied between him and Luo Jingfeng. Luo Jingfeng is a general, so there is no need for him to argue with a child. He has been away for almost two years, and he must have forgotten Jin Cheng a long time ago..."

Minister He said, "Zong Zhao is back."

In his hand he held the letter written by Jincheng to He Zheng.

He Zheng took it, looked at Jin Cheng's handwriting on the letter, and said in shock: "It's Jin Cheng's father..."

Minister He's words came from above: "Before Zong Zhao was away, the old, weak, women and children of the Yuanyang Marquis's mansion did not dare to do anything. But now, Zong Jincheng's father has returned, and his son was almost strangled to death by Luo Jingfeng. Do you think he will let it go?"

Minister He knew how much He Zheng had changed in the past two years, so he no longer treated him as a child and explained everything to him.

He Zheng shook his head and explained: "No, that's not the case. The prince doesn't dare to offend Luo Jingfeng, so Uncle Zong certainly won't dare to do that either."

"Of course he dares. He has rescued the prince. Zong Zhao is both civil and military, and he grew up with the prince. He will definitely make plans for the prince and overthrow the Luo family. This is something everyone can expect." Minister He spoke to him so calmly, which was rare. "Don't get involved in this mess. Our family can't afford the consequences."