Feng Weihuan looked at Wei Zi's gentle brows, and that strange feeling emerged again: She was obviously only two or three years older than him, but he always acted like a child in front of her?
There is an indescribable stability and tenacity in Wei Zi's body - these are also found in her eldest brother.
But the eldest brother’s temperament and momentum are acquired through many years of fighting enemies on the battlefield and holding high positions. Where did Wei Zi come from?
Feng Weihuan doesn’t know.
However, Wei Zi's calming temperament when standing in front of her was what she yearned for.
She also wants to be that person.
"Sister Wei, I want to help." Feng Weihuan said seriously.
"Okay, then please help me with two things." Wei Zi said.
"Can I really help?!" Feng Weihuan's eyes lit up.
"Of course, Wei Huan's writing style is so good, I can't compare to it."
Wei Zi smiled and continued: "To control the spread of the plague, we don't just rely on the government. The army can suppress it. Every common person must understand the importance of epidemic prevention. Only by working together can we overcome the difficulties together."
"So, even if you don't come, I will go find you later."
Wei Zi called out "Su Nian".
Su Nian handed an envelope to Feng Weihuan.
"It contains the key points of epidemic prevention and instructions on how to write promotional materials. For Huan, the first thing I need to do is to ask you to write a few manuscripts as soon as possible. Then Fengbai will be given instructions on how to spread and post them. We will do this in
Jiangnan has done it, and if you have experience, I believe you can do it well."
Feng Weihuan held the envelope tightly and nodded vigorously: "Yes! Sister Wei, I will definitely live up to your trust!"
Wei Zi smiled and said: "I'm very relieved to leave this matter to you. As for the second thing -"
She looked at Mrs. Feng and Prince Yan, and said, "Your eldest brother and third brother are not at home. With the current epidemic situation, and there are elders in the family, you have to help take care of the palace. This is also a very important thing."
Feng Weihuan nodded again: "Yes, I understand. I will help my grandmother, father, queen, mother and concubine take good care of the palace."
She was overthinking it. She was a grown-up woman and should take on the responsibility of taking care of her parents and elders.
Mrs. Feng looked at Wei Zi with deep satisfaction in her eyes.
She didn't make a mistake. Yuan'er has a good vision. Only such a woman can take on the responsibility of being the mistress of Prince Yan's Mansion in the future.
King Yan also had a look of surprise in his eyes. He did not expect Wei Zi to say such words. She had thought very carefully about the country and the Yu family.
Princess Yan, who came in a hurry, also heard it.
For the first time, she realized that Feng Weihuan could be so obedient. She had raised her daughter so well, but she never seemed to truly understand her.
Wei Zi turned to Prince Yan and said, "Your Majesty, let's set off."
"Yeah." King Yan stood up and walked out.
Wei Zi had just taken two steps when a loud cry suddenly sounded from behind her, and she was grabbed by her feet.
"Hug, hug..." Feng Jiayu, who was still having fun on the sidelines, started crying when he saw Wei Zi was leaving, her cry high and loud.
Wei Zi felt like something was holding her in her heart, and she felt very uncomfortable.
She couldn't help but went over, touched Feng Jiayu's head and said, "Xiaoyu is at home, listen to grandma and grandma, eat well and sleep well."
The little guy seemed to understand. He opened his big eyes full of tears, stretched out his hand towards Wei Zi, and said with a small mouth: "Hug——"
Wei Zi didn't dare to hug her, she was afraid that she wouldn't be able to put down the soft little body once she hugged it.
"Nanny is holding Xiaoyu, I'm leaving." She hardened her heart, turned around and left.
An earth-shattering cry came from behind: "Hug - mother... mother -"
