Jiang Mengyue whispered, "It's all Yue'er's fault. I will be punished if I do something wrong..." She said it so softly and weakly that people couldn't help but feel distressed.
Jiang Ning, who was standing below, looked at Jiang Mengyue quietly.
On Jiang Mengyue's crying face, there were heavy traces of makeup powder where tears streaked her face.
That's how she is, she knows how to act.
Seeing Jiang Ning's face turn slightly pale, Aunt Gui comforted her with a warm voice, "Although the old lady is serious, she loves her grandchildren very much, and she will definitely like you too."
Jiang Ning came back to her senses and couldn't help but twitch her lips.
The old lady indeed loves her grandchildren, but she never took another look at her and always looked at her with indifferent eyes.
Jiang Ning was a little surprised. Why would her elder brother send someone to find her?
The servant continued, "The eldest young master said that he sent a copybook a few days ago, and now he wants to check how the lady's calligraphy is doing, so as not to waste the copybook."
Jiang Ning was silent. She didn't expect that her eldest brother would attach so much importance to her studies. She just gave him an inkstone, and he personally compiled calligraphy books for her and supervised her calligraphy practice.
The backyard of the Marquis Mansion became much quieter.
The second young lady was grounded, and the third young master was made to kneel down. When the servants of the Marquis Mansion passed by Ning'an courtyard, they subconsciously avoided it, as if there was some kind of scourge in Ning'an courtyard, and anyone who got involved would not be treated well.
Madam Lin was so angry that she was shaking all over and her face was livid, "Okay, it seems that you won't know your mistake without being punished. Go to the ancestral hall and kneel down! When you know you are wrong, come and admit it to your sister!"
Jiang Minglan gritted his teeth and gave Jiang Ning a cold look. He did not apologize and went straight to the ancestral hall to kneel.
With a snap, Chun Lan turned away, her face burning with pain.
When Jiang Ning saw Chun Lan being beaten, her calm eyes gradually turned cold, and she looked at Jiang Minglan.
She won't be angry no matter what Jiang Minglan says, because she doesn't care about him at all, and he can say whatever he wants.
