At this time, the sky was already bright, and the night watch maid had been concernedly inquiring outside the door upon hearing the commotion inside.
Xie Wanqing called someone in, "Where's Ran'er?"
"At this hour, the young master should have gone to the academy," Granny Ma, seeing her complexion wasn't good, exclaimed, "Madam, is there something wrong? Should we call the young master back?"
Xie Xiuran was already four years old and usually very close to Ji Chengfeng. At the beginning of the year, Ji Chengfeng personally began his education.
Later, Xie Wanqing couldn't bear seeing a dignified prefect teaching a child's lessons. Thinking children need peers to play with, she sent her child to an academy in Bianzhou City.
After gathering her thoughts for a moment, Xie Wanqing had calmed down a bit. She pondered for a few breaths and shook her head, saying, "There's no rush. Go to the front courtyard first and see if Cheng Qian is at home. Invite him over."
