Mrs. Liu was filled with displeasure. She glanced at Liu Wenyao's handwriting again and saw that it was more than a little bit worse than before. I'm afraid Shen Ping would surpass him in a while!
"Then...Yunxian, it's up to you to teach Yao'er. It's a good thing for Shen Ping to study hard. You, as a legitimate mother, can't leave your child alone."
Madam Liu felt more and more that what Xia Yunxian said earlier was reasonable. Maybe this Shen Ping could set a good example for Yao'er!
What? !
Jiang Ruyan's eyes changed, and she bravely stood up.
"Old madam, why don't you let Ruyan give it a try? The refugees in the western suburbs haven't completely dispersed yet. My sister has to take a look from time to time. I'm afraid she won't have time to take care of the young master."
"you?"
Mrs. Liu raised her eyebrows, her sharp eyes showing undisguised disgust.
"If Ruyan can't teach well, it's not too late to ask sister for help!"
Jiang Ruyan was steadfast in her oath. Seeing this, Mrs. Liu thought that this biological mother should be more patient than outsiders. What her grandson lacks now is certainty. She will never harm her child.
"Yunxian, what do you think?" Mrs. Liu looked at Xia Yunxian. She, the aunt, still needs to make a decision on this matter. If anything happens in the future, she will not be implicated.
Seeing that Jiang Ruyan was a little nervous, Xia Yunxian smiled softly and said, "Sister Ruyan is willing to share Yunxian's worries, which is naturally the best thing."
Jiang Ruyan finally breathed a sigh of relief, but then she thought, did this bitch regard her child as a burden?
I agreed so readily, I’m afraid I didn’t even think about trying my best from the beginning!
"Madam, do you really want to hand over the young master to Jiang Ruyan? What can she teach you?" After leaving the study, Chunxiao couldn't help but speak. Liu Wenyao was already visibly crooked. If he continued like this, wouldn't it be completely in vain? Has his wife guided him in the past?
Until now, Xia Yunxian has not told Chunxiao the truth. The little maid only thought that it was because Mrs. Liu valued this pair of adopted sons and daughters that Jiang Ruyan was so interested in it, hoping to please the young master and help her get into the Liu family.
"The old lady got angry and beat up those servants today. Later, you will order people to send medicine over, comfort them, and tell them not to be divorced from the young master."
Xia Yunxian ordered, and although Chunxiao didn't know why, she still did it.
Soon, when Jiang Ruyan eagerly returned to the study with a pile of books, she found that Liu Wenyao had already straightened his back and was sitting at the table, focusing on practicing calligraphy.
She was overjoyed when she saw the child raised his head and said firmly to her, "Aunt, I must let that little beggar know what it means to be extremely talented!"
He has always been surrounded by all kinds of praises, how could he be upstaged by a lowly stinking beggar now?
He just relaxed for a few days, could he really turn into a waste?
As long as he works harder, Shen Ping will never beat him in his life!
"Yes, that's it! You are the Crown Prince's legitimate son, how can you be looked down upon?" Jiang Ruyan struck while the iron was hot and put the pile of books on the table, "Do you have the confidence to finish memorizing these books?"
"Don't worry, aunt. It's just an endorsement. What's the problem?" Liu Wenyao replied arrogantly. At this time, Jiang Ruyan's eyes were full of light.
She knew that her move might make the prince unhappy again. Fortunately, Liu Chengyu was busy dealing with several bureaucrats these days and could not take care of the affairs of the inner house for the time being.
When he remembers the lessons of caring for his children, he will understand that only she, the biological mother, can truly care about their children!
"Aunt, I want to rest for a while." But not even half an hour later, Liu Wenyao put down his pen.
"No, hold on a little longer, don't you want to beat that little beggar? He is still practicing calligraphy, how can you stop?"
"..."
Liu Wenyao was silent for a moment, then gritted his teeth and picked up the pen again.
"Aunt, is it time for snacks at this hour?"
"The doctor said that your spleen and stomach are weak, and you need to eat lighter these days. Can I ask the kitchen to cook you some millet porridge?" Jiang Ruyan smiled, and Liu Wenyao immediately replied in disgust, "Porridge again? It's better not to eat it. .”
He snorted coldly. This was what Jiang Ruyan was waiting for. She couldn't be led by a child like Mrs. Liu.
Besides, if she gets upset again, the prince will not let her go easily this time!
As time passed, Liu Wenyao became more and more restless. Sometimes he complained that he was thirsty, and sometimes he felt uncomfortable. He kept making various small movements, and Jiang Ruyan finally finished writing a copybook by pressing him.
"Yao'er, look, as long as you take it seriously, how can you be worse than that beggar?"
Jiang Ruyan was still immersed in pride and did not notice Liu Wenyao's dissatisfaction at all. He threw the pen aside bitterly and said dullly, "I'm going to ride a horse!"
"Wait a minute, didn't you say you wanted to endorse it?"
"I've already finished writing the copybook today, why do I need to endorse it?"
"Stop!" Unexpectedly, Jiang Ruyan suddenly turned cold, but Liu Wenyao ignored her and went straight out of the study.
This kid is really getting more and more unruly!
Jiang Ruyan put the copybook away impatiently, and then turned it around thoughtfully.
"Shen Ping, you just finished cleaning Luoxueyuan, why don't you take a rest?" At this time, there was a sound from the corner.
Jiang Ruyan immediately stopped and looked at her. The little face with scars was ordinary. She thought to herself that she thought he looked clever, but he looked ordinary.
The plainly dressed child smiled innocently, "I want to finish today's homework early and learn a few more words. I learn late, so I can't be afraid of hard work."
Jiang Ruyan frowned, looking at Shen Ping's race against time, and then thinking of Liu Wenyao's free and undisciplined temperament, a sense of crisis suddenly emerged.
The child has been rejected by the academy. Without the guidance of his husband, everyone in the house is manipulating him. If things go on like this, it will be even harder to control him!
Thinking of this, Jiang Ruyan was heartbroken.
The next day.
A rush of footsteps came from outside. Jiang Ruyan, who had been waiting in the study for a long time, had just set up the four treasures of the study when he was pushed away by Liu Wenyao who rushed in.
"Why did you sell my pony?!"
He roared angrily, his whole little face turned red with anger.
Jiang Ruyan immediately frowned. She would not be soft-hearted this time, "I am doing this for your own good, and I am losing my mind playing with things. With that beast here, how can you have the time to study hard?"
"Why is it for my own good? My aunt used to say, as long as I am happy, that's fine, but now you've sold my horse!"
With a crash, he swept everything on the table to the ground, and the expensive inkstone immediately broke into two halves!
Jiang Ruyan was startled, then suddenly became angry and pulled out the ruler that had been prepared.
With a snap, he hit Liu Wenyao hard on the back of his hand!
"Filial piety comes first. This is the second time you have pushed your mother. If I don't teach you a lesson, will you turn the world upside down in the future?!"
The burning pain made Liu Wenyao scream. He stared at Jiang Ruyan in disbelief, then gritted his teeth and cursed, "You are not my mother, you are just a lowly servant!"
