While Wei Nuan and Feng Qinghan were getting along harmoniously, the people in the Hou Mansion were trembling with fear, fearing that Feng Qinghan would come to settle accounts with them!
I didn't sleep well all night, especially Wen Weiling, because I was afraid that Feng Qinghan would be dissatisfied and have to marry her, and she would be doomed.
When it comes to narcissism, how can Wei Nuan be more narcissistic than Wen Weiling, so she can feel at ease.
"Sister, waiting like this is not an option. I'm feeling panicked." Wen Weiling held Wen Weining's hand and said worriedly. Her hands were trembling. The feeling of waiting was too painful.
"Don't worry too much. If the prince would blame him, he should have come last night. He hasn't come yet, which means it's okay. I think the ninth prince is really capable of being pregnant and won't bother with us about this matter." Wen
Wei Ning felt that this matter was almost settled and there would be no changes. He had come to investigate the matter long ago and would not wait until now.
But Wen Weiling was still a little worried, "If the Ninth Prince doesn't care, will the Emperor care about it? The Ninth Prince should take the madman into the palace."
"You can't call Weinuan like that anymore, she is the ninth princess now!" Wen Weining said in a deep voice.
"I don't know yet, right?" Wen Weiling murmured in a low voice, a little unconvinced. How come the madman is the Ninth Princess, and her status is one level higher than them!
Wen Weining's face darkened, "Do you want her to become a princess or not? If she doesn't, it will be you?" I really feel like I hate the iron, why do you have such a stupid sister.
"Yes, yes, she is the princess, she is the princess. Sister, I listen to you, she must be fine." Wen Weiling nodded, then returned to her room, took a few deep breaths, and calmed down. She didn't want to scare herself.
I'm sure nothing will happen to me.
The Ninth Prince is such a good-tempered person and will never take anger out on others. Moreover, the excuse they came up with is to blame everything on the lunatic. Even if he dies, the lunatic will die as well.
Thinking of this, she felt relieved, a smile appeared on her face, and she immediately stood up and prepared to go out for a walk.
"Ah!" A scream sounded immediately.
"Miss, miss, are you okay? This slave deserves to die, this slave deserves to die!"
"You really deserve to die, you dare to splash water on me! You want to die, don't you?" Wen Weiling shouted angrily, with a fierce look on his face, and his body was wet with water.
The maidservant was so frightened that she immediately knelt down and kowtowed to Wen Weiling to admit her mistake, "Miss, please go around this slave, go around this slave, I will never dare to do it again!" No matter whose fault it was, it could only be her fault.
She brought water in just now, but she didn't expect Wen Weiling to stand up suddenly, with such a wide range of movements, that she bumped into the basin she was holding.
"Do you want a next time?" Wen Weining pinched the maid's arm hard. The pain made the maid tremble and she didn't dare to resist. She knew that the more she screamed, the stronger the abuse would be!
"Don't dare, don't dare, there is no next time, there is no next time, miss, I was wrong, I was wrong!" Apart from saying this, she could not think of any other way, and now she only hoped that the miss could spare her.
Little life.
When Wendy was passing by Wen Weiling's room, she heard the noise and came over. She frowned and said, "Get down!"
The maid stood up and ran away, fearing that she would be stopped again.
"Dad." Wen Weiling felt a little guilty.
"Don't cause trouble at this time!"
"I know, Dad." Wen Weiling quickly agreed.
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