Houfu Key Class

He Zheng was so frightened that tears fell from his eyes, and he banged it down, saying sorry all the time.

Xu Wan, who was hard-working and hard-hearted, watched him cry for a while, then opened her mouth to comfort him: "Okay, don't cry anymore. You can go and apologize to Master Cheng tomorrow, and think more carefully before doing anything in the future."

"Hmm, aunt, I will listen to you." He Zheng wiped his tears and hiccupped.

Xu Wan thought to herself, this little guy is so pitiful.

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

"good……"

Cuizhi was waiting at the door with her coat in her arms. When she saw her coming out, she immediately put it on her: "Madam, be careful of catching a cold."

Xu Wan sneezed loudly as soon as she came out. The cold wind in the middle of the night was really a bit strong. She wrapped her coat tightly and said to Cuizhi: "Can you send someone to see if anyone in the other yards of the house still has lights on? If it is on, that's right." I'm waiting for the outcome of this matter. Tell them it's okay and go to bed early."

"yes."

"In addition, we have someone keeping watch outside He Zheng's house all night to prevent anything from happening to him at night."

"yes."

After Xu Wan finished explaining, she was about 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 reach He Shangshu's ears and affect He Zheng's study. But He Zheng was injured again, and it was inappropriate for Mrs. He to hide it even after she knew it.

"Tomorrow morning, let's invite Mrs. He to come over and have a talk." Xu Wan said.

"yes."

The night was noisy. Xu Wan finally lay down in bed. All she could think about was the fire in He Zheng's courtyard. She tossed and turned for a while before falling asleep.

Early in the morning, it was just dawn.

Xu Wan felt her cheeks were steaming and her head was heavy. She wanted to ask if there was another fire somewhere, but her throat was too dry to speak.

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

Afterwards, many maids came to the room quickly, bringing warm water to wipe her body, and put an ice handkerchief on her forehead to cool down.

The doctor said she had a high fever.

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

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

But maybe the fever was too severe, and Xu Wanchen couldn't wake up from her sleep. The old lady was so anxious that she sent someone to call the palace doctor. She herself sat in front of the bed and touched Xu Wanchen's head worriedly. Is the veil still cold?

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

She was having a dream, in which her father cheated on her with prostitutes and wanted to keep her mistress's son in the family's household registration. In that era, divorce was more serious than death. My mother couldn't bear the insult, so she took medicine and left. In the same year, her father died of a heart disease and she was sent to an orphanage.

There were all children without parents, many of whom were younger than her. She studied hard and worked hard to make money. Taking care of her younger brothers and sisters became a habit, and she rarely thought of her mother again.

But now, she seems to feel maternal love. Is her mother taking care of her?

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

Thinking that Wan'er had no biological mother since she was very young, she must have missed her mother very much. Her heart softened. She also held Xu Wan's hand with her other hand and comforted her in a low voice: "Don't be afraid, Wan'er. My mother-in-law is here, and so am I." your mother."

"Mother..." Xu Wan's voice was heard clearly this time.

The old lady's tears fell.

The poor child must be exhausted from being busy educating those bastards every day. He Zheng gave him a hard time last night, so he must not catch a cold or have a fever.

The old lady felt extremely distressed. She had no daughter, but now she also realized what it was like to raise a daughter.

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

Cuizhi whispered: "Back to Madam, Young Master He Zheng accidentally burned down the bed because he was studying. Madam didn't punish him, she only educated him and asked him to wake up and apologize to Master Cheng."

"Is that all you need to do is educate and apologize?" The old lady looked at her precious daughter-in-law lying on the bed. The more she thought about it, the angrier and more distressed she became. "You bastard, which beating in Shangshu Mansion did he get in vain? He nearly burned himself and his wife, and even caused Wan'er to have a fever, and it's all over just like that? Go talk to Mr. Baili and give him a few slaps to make him remember."

Cuizhi swallowed her saliva and said: "Old madam, young Master He Zheng likes to study the most. Everyone knows this. Besides, he currently has such a difficult study plan. If he starts it, he will be delayed for several days. Time. Moreover, Madam is not awake yet, will she be unhappy if you educate He Zheng..."

The old lady and the old Marquis have shown great respect to Xu Wan in the past six months. Now they feel very sorry for Xu Wan. She can't help but have the aura of a mistress in her body. She took a deep breath and changed her words: "Then I will punish you." He goes to kneel in the ancestral hall, and if he wants to learn, he goes to kneel and learn!”

Cuizhi: "..."

My surname is He, go and kneel in our clan’s ancestral hall...

To the generals and ancestors of our clan, read the elegant and elegant books of sages...

Cuizhi wanted to open her mouth, but the old lady scolded her to go to work.

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

Zong Jincheng opened his eyes and stretched in the morning. He stretched his arms and got out of bed to wash up. It wasn't until he heard Shunzi next to him telling him what happened last night that he raised his face covered with water and said in shock: " Does she still have a fever?"

Shunzi: "..."

Otherwise, is copper stronger than an iron man?

"People will naturally get sick if they eat grains. Madam has been working hard for several 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 be because she was cold at that time."

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

Shunzi nodded and said, "The old marquis has invited the imperial physician to come, and it seems that he hasn't woken up yet."

Zong Jincheng frowned even deeper: "Why is it so serious... I was still alive and kicking when I had a fever."

Shunzi's mouth twitched and said, "Adults are different from children. Children can be very energetic even with a high fever, but adults can hardly bear a high fever."

"What should we do?" Zong Jincheng asked.

Shunzi shook his head: "There is no way, we can only reduce the fever. The old lady is guarding there, and the second lady is also taking care of her there."

"Then I'll go and see." Zong Jincheng wiped his face with a handkerchief and ran over with a thump of his feet.

When the little devil ran to Xu Wan's room, he saw his brother had also come, but was just 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 was his best brother, he was the wrong person this time. All of them came, so why didn't he, the instigator, come?