"Feng 'er, no matter how much you hate and dislike Nan' er, for the sake of the Jiang clan, Nan 'er's life must be spared. If you really don't want to see him, you can arrange for a nanny to send him to the West courtyard. Out of sight, out of mind!"
The West courtyard that the old lady spoke of was the most dilapidated courtyard in Duke Zhengguo's mansion.
Since then, Jiang Zhennan had been living there until he was three years old.
It was strange because as long as Jiang Yunfeng did not have the thought of killing Jiang Zhennan, Jiang Zhenye would always be living a healthy life. However, as long as Jiang Yunfeng had this thought, Jiang Zhenye would immediately become sick.
This time, even Wen Yujing did not dare to instigate Jiang Yunfeng to kill Jiang Zhennan.
However, Wen Yujing tried her best to mentally abuse Jiang Zhennan. In summer, she would give him a thick tattered cotton coat, and in winter, she would give him a thin summer coat.
