The Savior is just a 3-Year-Old

He was really dead.

Previously, he was very proud of himself for being able to teach his wife.

He even asked Mrs. Zheng to massage his shoulders and legs. He even asked her to kneel in the ancestral hall and not come out without his permission.

This time…

He came out of the palace.

Lord Yang’s heart turned cold.

“Where’s Madam?” Lord Yang got off the carriage and shrunk his neck. It was really cold in the heavy snow.

The gatekeeper glanced at Daren and bowed. “”Furen sent someone to the palace to inquire about the news. Ask if Milord is really following the imperial edict to teach his wife.”

Lord Yang’s hair stood on end.

“When did you go? Who went?” Lord Yang’s eyes almost popped out, hoping that the servants he sent over would not be able to enter the palace gates.

“Madam is afraid that the servants will not be able to enter the palace gates,” the gatekeeper said in a low voice. She sent the nanny into the palace.” Mrs. Zheng was the daughter of the Zheng family, and the nanny came from the palace.

Naturally, there was a way for her to enter the palace.

“I remember that ever since Furen broke off relations with the Zheng family, her relationship with the Empress Dowager has been pretty good, right?” Lord Yang was still hoping to get lucky.

The gatekeeper faintly nodded. Furen likes Miss Lulu. Lulu is familiar with His Majesty and the Empress Dowager, so Furen naturally has some friendship with the Empress Dowager.”

So?

Lord Yang was extremely suspicious that the nanny would ask Jiang Huailu.

Her heart dropped in fear.

Lord Yang’s face was even uglier than crying.”Where’s Madam?”

“Furen is still kneeling in the ancestral hall. She said that the old master was ordered to teach his wife. If the old master doesn’t let her get up, she won’t get up.”

Lord Yang walked slowly towards the backyard.

Sure enough, two of the madam’s personal maids were waiting outside the door.

It was warm inside the ancestral hall. Lord Yang only wanted to gain some face for himself, but he didn’t dare to really torture his wife.

Before he left, he ordered his men to light up a lot of silver charcoal.

At this moment, seeing his wife kneeling upright, Lord Yang felt guilty.

* Cough cough *

Lord Yang coughed lightly.

Mrs. Zheng didn’t even move.

Lord Yang felt even more uncertain.

Your Majesty, oh Your Majesty, you tricked me.

You told me not to be henpecked by my wife and to go back and be a man of indomitable spirit. In the end, you turned around and made a little girl scold you until you couldn’t raise your head.

Sigh.

“Wanwan, get up. The ground is cold in winter. If you kneel for too long, your husband’s heart will ache.” Lord Yang said in a low voice. Seeing that Furen didn’t even look back, he felt even more uncertain.

“How would I dare? You are a man, an official of the imperial court. I am just a little girl. If you tell me to go east, I won’t dare to go west. If you let me stand, I can’t sit. Without Old Master’s orders, how would Wan Wan dare to get up?”

Mrs. Zheng’s nickname was Wanwan.

Lord Yang’s heart went numb.

“Wanwan, I was just dealing with His Majesty. Wanwan, get up. If you have anything to do, take it on your husband. I won’t punish you anymore.” Lord Yang secretly glanced at Madam and said in a low voice.

When Mrs. Zheng heard this, she seemed to feel a little aggrieved.

“What should I do if you punish me? If I marry you, you’ll be exiled, and I’ll be exiled as well. When you returned to the capital, I followed you back to the capital. After I returned, I broke off with my family due to different political views. If I choose you, I won’t have a home anymore. If you punish me, I can only accept it. After all, I’m homeless.”

Mrs. Zheng said as tears fell.

Lord Yang’s heart ached for him.

“Wan Wan, I was wrong. In the future, if you hit or scold me, I won’t retaliate. I won’t have any complaints. I was wrong, I was wrong.” Lord Yang stepped forward and hugged Mrs. Zheng with tears on his face.