Zhao Cong said calmly, "Recite today's lesson once, and then we can talk about other things."
Feng'er's face stiffened, and he was about to throw a tantrum when Zhao Cong spoke first, "If you can't memorize it, you're not allowed to go out and see beauties next time."
After considering it for a moment, Feng'er, holding back her anger, said, "Fine! I'll carry it!"
Feng'er was really trying hard to memorize, but he would either get hungry or sleepy as soon as he started reading. But for the sake of the beauty, he gritted his teeth and persevered. Later, he couldn't hold on any longer and fell asleep on the table. Zhao Cong had to carry him to bed.
He grabbed Zhao Cong's arm and talked in his sleep, "I like beautiful women, Father, how about you let her be my mother?"
Zhao Cong smoothed his slightly furrowed brow with his thumb, recalling the day Lin Qingwan had dinner with Feng'er, "Did she seduce you too?"
*
The Prime Minister's Residence.
Madam He and Jiang Mingting helped the old lady out of the Prime Minister's residence, and the three of them looked equally grim.
“Mother, are we really going to go back like this and watch Mingyun die?” Madam He couldn’t accept her daughter’s fate, but she had no other choice. “I’ll go kneel before my elder brother and sister-in-law until they soften their hearts.”
"Mother!" Jiang Mingting hated himself for being powerless, unable to save his sister, and causing his mother so much grief. "They're determined! I've kowtowed until my head is bleeding, but not only Lin Qingwan, but even my uncle hasn't given in."
Seeing her son's forehead bruised and swollen, Mrs. He began to sob helplessly again.
The old lady was very annoyed. "Crying, crying, all you do is cry! Crying Ah Heng to death isn't enough, you can't even teach your daughter properly!"
"Knowing full well that Mingyun hates Lin Qingwan, you still let Mingting take her to the birthday banquet! You have no sense of responsibility and were caught red-handed. You're incredibly stupid!"
Helpless, Madam He pleaded, "Mother, it's all my fault. Please, you must save Mingyun."
The old lady sighed, feeling a headache coming on as she thought of Lin Qingwan's aggressive attitude. "Right now, let's send some money to the jailer and get a doctor to examine Mingyun's leg first."
"But Mother, Mingyun can't stand being in a prison..."
"Shut up!" The old lady glared at her fiercely. "Who told her to be caught red-handed!"
After the old lady left, everyone in the Prime Minister's residence was overjoyed. Jiang Zhenlin couldn't help but glance at Lin Qingwan a few more times, forgetting his earlier fantasy of settling scores with her.
Lin originally wanted to stay and talk with her husband to talk to Lin Qingwan, but when she thought of the atmosphere between the two in Ningsi Garden, she immediately gave up the idea.
“Ah Lin, come with me to Huaguang Temple to see your older sister.”
"Yes." Jiang Zhenlin helped his mother leave.
Only Jiang Su and Lin Qingwan remained in the room.
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