"It's been a long time and I haven't figured it out, I think he just doesn't know how to repent.

What kind of son is he to defy his parents for a woman who doesn't know his roots? "

Can Wei Amnesty really be this son?It is definitely an angry thing to say at this time.

He is very clear about the painstaking effort he has spent on this son. He was the one who was enlightened since he was a child. How can he not care about this son.

Besides, this is his only legitimate son.

When his wife begged for mercy, he also wanted his son to follow the trend, so he stopped beating him, but this rebellious son was determined to piss him off.

"Father, mother, Chun'er is not an ignorant person, she is a good girl.

The son promised to marry her, the son can't break his promise, and the father doesn't want his son to be a dishonest villain. "

It was very difficult for Wei Ting to say a few words, and he kept panting after finishing speaking.

But he just wanted to marry Chun'er, and Chun'er was still waiting for him.

Wei Ting was so angry that he wanted to beat him again, but his wife protected him so tightly that he had no place to drop the stick.

"Come here, lock up this rebellious son. No one is allowed to let him go out, let alone talk to him, and let him reflect on whether he was wrong or not."

So Wei Ting was locked up again, this time he didn't even invite a doctor, it was Wei She who forbade anyone to invite a doctor.

Wei Ting was the happiest of being punished than Aunt Bai who gave birth to a son. Although her son was not with her and their previous plan hadn't come true, she could be happy for two days seeing the young master being punished.

If the master could really beat the young master to death, she might be happier.

But after thinking about it, she dismissed the idea again. The young master is already a master of Juren, so nothing can happen.

Her son still needs the help of the eldest and young master, doesn't everyone say that he is a brother in battle.

She still doesn't know how much her son weighs. If she expects her son to earn fame and come back, she probably won't see it until she is buried.

Therefore, it is still necessary to find a future for her son while the master is still alive and while the young master is still concerned about the brotherhood.

Although the matter of beating the son in Wei's mansion is fairly strict, there are no impenetrable walls in the world, and some people still know about it.

As for Yang Chun'er who was waiting for her lover to pick her up, her status was naturally not among them.

Even her lover didn't come to her for a few days, and she was also very panicked, afraid that something would go wrong when she was about to make a move.

She has waited for so many years, and finally this day has come. She will never allow any problems.

She wanted to send Taozhi to the gate of Wei's mansion to find someone to inquire about the situation, but Taozhi was afraid that she was betrayed by his wife and refused to go, so she could only ask someone to inquire with the money Wei Ting gave.

It's a pity that I didn't find any useful information after several days. I only know that the door of Wei's mansion is closed and no visitors are accepted, and the only person who comes out of it every day is the master of Wei County Cheng.

Judging from these circumstances, she can be sure that her lover is still in the mansion, and that he can't come out is probably because of her affairs, and she is 'discussing' with Lord Wei and his wife.

After being beaten for a few days, Wei Ting started to have a fever, talking nonsense, all about Yang Chun'er, even in his dream, he begged his parents to help them.

Seeing her son like this, Zhan felt even more distressed. After guarding her son for a few days, she didn't have a good meal and rest today. She lost weight faster than Wei Ting, and she was extremely emaciated.

The doctor came to prescribe the medicine, and the fever subsided after a day, but Wei Ting still refused to eat or drink, and he couldn't even get it in.

Wei Amnesty is still thinking of sending his son to Wangcheng to study, but fortunately he will fight for it next time.

But now, let alone his son's study and progress, he looks like he is dying or living, which makes him heartbroken.

Promise him, absolutely impossible.

It is absolutely impossible for their Wei family to have a lowly and unknown eldest daughter-in-law. It is already a tall order for that lowly person to be his son's housemate.

In the end, the parents couldn't hold back their son, and agreed to take Yang Chun'er into the mansion, but she was not a regular wife, and could only be an unnamed housekeeper.

Mrs. Zhan said to her son, "Let's do this first, that's all for her with the highest status.

If she serves you wholeheartedly, she will be raised as an aunt after she has a son and a half, but it all depends on whether she has this blessing. "

Naturally, this is not what Wei Ting and Yang Chun'er want, but for now, it can only be like this first, the parents have already let go, and if he makes trouble again, I'm afraid it will be bad for Yang Chun'er.

If his mother sent Chun'er away in a fit of anger, he was afraid that he would never have the chance to see her again.

Returning from the son's room to the main courtyard, Zhan shunned the servants and only paid attention to the confidante Mrs. Yan.

"Madam, if you have anything to do, please tell the old slave."

Having been by Madam's side for decades, Mrs. Yan naturally understood the master's intention to keep her only.

There was no emotion on Zhan's face, but in his heart he hated Yang Chun'er to death, and wished he could kill her.

What kind of good thing can that kind of slut be to get his good son to disobey his parents and insist on letting his son marry her.

She told her son that when she gave birth to a child, she would be mentioned as an aunt and given a title.

But it is absolutely impossible for her to let that lowly bastard give her son a chance to have children, and it is absolutely impossible for her grandchildren to come out of her lowly belly.

"Find someone who is strict and careful to do it, so that no one can notice it, as soon as possible."

A cold light flashed in the eyes of Mrs. Yan, she also looked down on the woman who seduced the young master by millions.

If I had known that the young master would be seduced by this lowly woman, I might as well have kept Miss Biao.

Although Miss Biao's status is a bit lower, she is better than that Yang Chun'er anyway.

Mrs. Yan just thought about it that way, and she had already figured out who would do it on the way out of the mansion.

Such a strict matter can only be trusted by people, she hurried back to her mother's house to find her younger brother, and repeatedly told him to be cautious.

Then he turned back to the dental shop that sold Yang Chun'er back then, obviously she sold the little bitch herself, why is it different from what the young master said.

She also thought that the little bitch had lied to the young master, but this matter still needs to be clarified.

The matchmaker didn't see Zhao Sheng's appearance, and after asking, she only knew that she was greedy and didn't sell him away.

The matchmaker also knew that she had offended Wei's mansion, and she also complained, how did she know that the ship would capsize?
After Mrs. Yan left, she thought about it again and again, and felt that things might not be as simple as she thought.

I'm afraid Mrs. Wei doesn't want to make a fuss about this matter, does she?
Thinking of it this way, she felt at ease again, as long as she didn't talk nonsense about it, it would be considered a case of exposure.

Mrs. Yan went back to report, "The old woman said that a businessman from other places saw it, and bought it at a high price. I don't know how she came back later."

This news made Mrs. Zhan feel disgusted again. If that bitch had served others before, wouldn't she be giving her son a cuckold if he came to her son again?

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