Chapter 139 Punishing the Subordinate

When Sun Jiarou arrived at Zangyue Yuan, the doctor was carrying the medicine box in.

 She followed in worriedly.

Su Changqing, who received the news, had already packed up the house, and when he met Sun Jiarou, he looked like he had just arrived.

 “Madam, why are you here?”

"I heard that Mrs. Wen fainted? I was worried about the child in her belly, so I came to take a look." Sun Jiarou looked at Su Changqing, showing some doubts, "Isn't the Marquis in the study? Why are you here? He's better than me. It’s coming even faster.”

Su Changqing paused for breath for a second and twitched his lips, "Isn't it because Lu Hong is not here? Since I am the master of the Su Mansion, I naturally have to take care of him."

"Really?" Sun Jiarou raised an eyebrow, "But Mr. Hou, you should also be careful. If word gets out, it won't be good for people to gossip about you and Mrs. Wen."

When she said this, Sun Jiarou's eyes were filled with chills, but Su Changqing was nervous, worried that Sun Jiarou would find out the clues, and did not notice her emotion at all.

Sun Jiarou naturally did it on purpose.

 She just wants Su Changqing to be nervous. The more nervous he is, the more mistakes he makes.

He brought an outer room and an outer room back to the Su Mansion, and secretly communicated with her under her nose. Su Changqing didn't take her seriously at all.

When I asked to marry her, I was very obedient. Now that I have gained fame and fortune, I think about pursuing someone else.

 She has no affection for Su Changqing now, and even feels disgusted when she sees this man.

 But in order not to alert the snake, she could only recover a little from these places.

“Madam, how can others think too much about the relationship between me and my wife?”

Su Changqing is not afraid of Sun Jiarou, but now that Su Ye has been sent to fight the homeless people in the northwest, he is somewhat worried that if this kid wins, the Sun family will rise again.

Even though the Sun family survived, he still had a good heart.

 It took him 20 years to pretend in front of Sun Jiarou.

 “I just said it casually.”

Sun Jiarou curled her lips, caught a glimpse of the old lady coming in from the corner of her eye, and stopped talking.

The old lady saw the two of them and said, "You and your wife have a good understanding and came together."

With this statement, if one were not aware of this, one would really think that Su Changqing came with Sun Jiarou.

It seems like it deliberately highlights the feelings between the two.

“Mother, why are you here?”

  Unexpectedly, even the old lady would be disturbed. Su Changqing felt a little guilty and a little strange.

Although I didn’t remind you deliberately, the people in this yard should know it.

  Why did you invite a doctor to make such a fuss that all the masters of Su Mansion came?

He stepped forward to support the old lady and said, "Mom, why don't you go back and rest first? It's out of the way here."

"If something happens to me alone in our Su Mansion, can I rest?" The old lady glanced at Su Changqing and sat down. "I'll go back when the doctor comes out and explains the situation."

 “I’ll listen to you.”

Soon, the doctor came out.

He walked up to a few people, cupped his hands and said, "Mrs. Wen fainted because her blood surged and she was pregnant, so she didn't recover for a while. Just have a good rest."

"It's okay." Sun Jiarou stroked her chest gently, met Aunt Zhong's eyes, and asked, "Why did Mrs. Wen faint? But what happened?"

Being looked at by Sun Jiarou, Grandma Zhong didn’t dare to look at Su Changqing, and she didn’t know how to answer for a while.

Su Changqing coughed lightly: "Maybe the servant didn't take good care of me, so it's okay. Madam, since I'm fine, you and your mother should go back and rest."

"Master Marquis, how can you say that? Mrs. Wen is a guest, and our servants in Su Mansion don't take good care of us. Isn't this telling others that our Su Mansion is lax in discipline?" Sun Jiarou glanced around and said coldly. : "Everyone who is serving in Zangyue Yuan should go and get ten boards. If they still can't serve you well next time, they will be sent out!"

 “Madam, this…”

Su Changqing never expected that something like this would happen. Sun Jiarou glanced over, and he didn't know how to dissuade him.

“Master Marquis, we cannot tolerate this kind of thing. Every time there is one, there are two. This time Mrs. Wen and the child in her belly are fine, but what about next time?”

 “Everyone listens to my wife.”

Su Changqing could not refute, so he had to give Aunt Zhong a look.

 The latter took a group of servants to receive the punishment.

 “Master Hou, won’t you leave?”

Sun Jiarou was about to leave when she saw Su Changqing who was still standing there and asked.

 “Let’s go, of course I have to leave.” Su Changqing originally wanted to stay and see the situation, but after Sun Jiarou said this, he had no choice but to leave first.

 But Sun Jiarou sent him directly to the study, "Master Marquis, I asked someone to cook the soup before, and it will be delivered in a moment. After you drink it, go to bed early."

 “Mrs. Xie.”

Su Changqing looked at Sun Jiarou's retreating figure and reluctantly returned to the study.

He was worried that the servant who brought the soup would inform Sun Jiarou if he saw him, so he did not leave the study and only asked the servant to go to Zangyue Yuan to deliver the message.

 But this time, we only waited until the sound of the gong at the third watch.

Su Changqing shook his head. He was very tired. When he opened the door, he saw that the boys were already asleep on their stomachs.

 He kicked the boy hard and woke him up.

 “Master Hou!”

 The boy got up in a panic and knelt in front of Su Changqing.

 “Madam’s soup hasn’t been delivered yet?”

 “I didn’t see anyone coming.”

Su Changqing's expression was not very good, "Then why don't you go ask about the situation?"

“Yes, yes, the little one will go right away.”

The boy quickly got up and headed towards Huairou Pavilion. Su Changqing glanced at him a few times. The elderly man could no longer hold on anymore, so he had to go back to his room to rest.

 At this time, Zangyueyuan.

 Inside the house.

Su Chongzhong and Su Yuqing knelt in front of Wen Yiyue.

 “Mom, my son knows he is wrong!”

Su Chongzhong's injuries have been treated, and they are not as painful as before. It's just that after kneeling for a long time, his knees began to hurt.

The only voice in the room was Su Chongzhong's, but Su Yuqing didn't dare to speak.

 She could see that Wen Yiyue was really angry this time.

“Those vases and porcelain bowls were sold for one thousand taels?”

Wen Yiyue was holding a fake in her hand, with a terrifyingly gloomy face.

 But she was not angry about the money, but felt that the brother and sister now had strong wings, and they dared to do anything to her.

  “Bad, almost.”

Su Chongzhong’s voice was a little weaker, as if he was frightened by Wen Yiyue’s mood.

"You are really powerful. How many times did I tell you before coming to Su Mansion? Don't gamble, don't gamble! You turned a deaf ear to what I said!"

Wen Yiyue held her chest and took a few breaths, her breathing seemed to be unsteady.

Su Yuqing said in a panic: "Mom, please pay attention to yourself."

“I think you want to make me angry to death? Don’t you want to be called Young Master or Miss?”

 “Mom, we don’t dare!”

Su Chongzhong and Su Yuqing returned quickly.

If something really happened to Wen Yiyue, the good days of the two of them would have come to an end!

 (End of this chapter)

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