Fang Jue looked at the nanny with a gloomy expression and splashed the soup in his hand onto her face as he shouted fiercely, "Someone, take the nanny away and give her a harsh beating of twenty planks."
"Young Master, this old servant has erred, this old servant..."
"If you utter one more word, I will add another plank," Fang Jue cut her off sharply.
Upon hearing this, the nanny immediately shut her mouth, only to be dragged away with tears streaming down her face.
Fang Jue sighed lightly and said, "I am already looking for a wet nurse, so this won't happen again."
Shao He nodded in satisfaction and went over to check on Jhiang Yijia, ensuring that there were no problems and that the wound was healing well before he could set his mind at ease.
"Although his wound is healing well, he will need at least two to three years before trying for a child. It absolutely cannot be sooner, or it would endanger his life."