Chapter 89: It is easy to invite a god, but difficult to send him away



Yun Wanrou shook her head, disagreeing with Qian's decision.

Qian was so angry that she was going crazy.

She could imagine that if she left Yangyang here, she would have no chance of resting tonight.

She thought about it and raised her hand to point outside.

"Go and get Nanny Wu in right now. Nanny Wu takes care of me at night, so you can replace her during the day. Go quickly!"

"Okay, then mother should rest early."

Yun Wanrou responded, picked up Yangyang, turned around and left.

Seeing that the little devil had finally left, Qian rubbed her temples with a headache, then lay down and continued to sleep.

On the second day, Yun Wanrou brought breakfast to Qian's room.

As soon as he stepped over the threshold, Qian started scolding him.

"Yun Wanrou, why didn't I know before that you are so lazy? I'm sick, and you still get up so late. Are you deliberately trying to starve me to death?"

"Mother, it's only morning now."

Yun Wanrou placed the porridge and side dishes on the wooden table.

Qian snorted coldly and said unhappily, "You mean, Chenshi is still early? When I was a daughter-in-law, I got up at Yinshi."

"I have met my mother's mother-in-law. She is very reasonable and doesn't seem like someone who would deliberately torture her daughter-in-law!"

"You...what do you mean by that? Are you saying that I am deliberately torturing you?"

Qian gritted her teeth and her face turned blue with anger.

Yun Wanrou came to the bed and helped her get up.

"That's not what Wanrou meant."

"Well, it better not be!"

Qian stood up slowly.

Before she could stand firmly, her eyes suddenly turned and she sat back down.

"Ouch, I feel dizzy. Bring the breakfast over and I'll eat it here."

"good!"

Yun Wanrou responded and brought the porridge and side dishes to her.

Qian's lips curled up, her eyes filled with pride.

Yun Wanrou was unwilling to go to the yamen and bring her son back, so she would torture her to death.

If she dared to disobey, she would go out and sing that she, as a daughter-in-law, was disrespectful to her parents-in-law.

By then, not only would Yun Wanrou's reputation be ruined, but the Grand Tutor's Mansion would also be implicated.

Since life is not easy in his mansion, let's all go to hell together!

Wangshu held Yangyang in his arms and stood outside waiting.

Hearing Qian's words, Wangshu frowned angrily.

"How can the old lady look sick? I think she is just pretending to be sick to torture my wife!"

[That’s right, she was pretending to be sick. ]

[She is so bad, she should be made seriously ill. Let her know what it means to follow one's words.]

Qian was still not satisfied after finishing her breakfast and asked Yun Wanrou to pour some water.

The water in the kettle had cooled down, so Yun Wanrou took the kettle and went out.

As soon as she stepped over the threshold, Wangshu said, "Madam, please give me the kettle. I will go get some water."

"How can that be possible?"

Qian's voice came from the room: "Wanrou, you know that I am always suspicious and don't trust others.

If you don't want to, help me get some water from the kitchen. Just tell me. When Yan'er comes, I'll let her go.

I'm really thirsty, so I just endure it. I won't die of thirst anyway, don't you think?"

Qian said this on purpose for Yun Wanrou to hear.

Yun Wanrou smiled faintly and didn't get angry with her.

"Mother, I'm not unwilling. I'll go to the kitchen right away."

"Okay, thank you for your help!"

Qian's lips curled up slightly, her eyes filled with pride.

Seeing Yun Wanrou leave the room, she slowly lay down and continued to take a nap.

She was tormented by Yangyang last night and woke up several times in the middle of the night. She didn't sleep well at all.

I have already had breakfast, and it’s time to catch up on some sleep.

"Mom, get up and drink some water."

Just as Qian fell asleep, Yun Wanrou's voice reached her ears.

She frowned and slowly opened her eyes.

"Can't you see I'm sleeping? The water is ready, just put it on the table, why are you waking me up?"

"Mother, I'm afraid the water will get cold soon. How about you get up and drink a sip before going to sleep?"

"How annoying!" Qian glared at Yun Wanrou and slowly sat up: "Bring it here!"

"good!"

Yun Wanrou responded, poured a cup of boiling water and handed it to Qian.

As soon as Qian took it, she felt burned and quickly let go of her hand.

Some water in the teacup splashed out and spilled onto the quilt.

"Do you want to burn me to death?"

"I'm sorry, let me wipe it for you."

Yun Wanrou let go of the teacup and reached for the handkerchief.

The cup fell on the quilt, and all the water in the cup spilled out, splashing all over Qian's face.

"ah!"

Qian screamed from the burns and quickly got up from the bed.

Her movements were very agile, and she didn't look like a sick person at all.

"Mother, are you...are you okay?"

"What do you think?"

Qian stood on the bed, her face red from the scalding water.

There was slight peeling on her face.

Yun Wanrou suppressed her smile and handed the handkerchief to Qian.

"It's all my fault that I'm clumsy and can't do anything right."

"I think you did it on purpose!"

[Don't accuse my mother of anything. My mother was spoiled by my grandfather and uncles when she was growing up. How could she take care of others? ]

[My mother has already taken care of you as you requested. Don't go too far!]

"Mother, I really didn't mean it. How about I go find my sister-in-law and ask her to take care of you!"

"Go, go, go check on her and see if she has invited a doctor over!"

Qian was beaten up by Yun Wanrou and looked extremely embarrassed.

She raised her hand and touched her face, grimacing in pain.

Fortunately, Yan'er hasn't asked the doctor yet, otherwise she would have to make another trip.

[It's what you deserve. This is called, God has his way. 】

[It’s just a pity that my mother was too gentle. The old witch obviously doesn’t want to let my mother go.]

[But it doesn't matter, there is still a long time to live! The old witch is old and can't stand a few more torments. Sooner or later, she will personally invite my mother back! ]

[When the time comes, even if the old witch kneels down to beg us, we will not leave and make her angry to death! ]

Yun Wanrou had been away for a long time and had not returned yet.

Qian had already ordered people to replace all the bedding with new ones.

She lay down on the bed and finally felt a little more comfortable.

"Where's Yun Wanrou? Didn't I tell her to go find Yan'er? Why hasn't she come back yet?

I see that our mansion is not as big as the imperial palace, is it possible that she could get lost?"


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