Madam Yun was infuriated by Wei Ruo's attitude and response, her chest heaving with tumultuous breath. It seemed as though she was going to flare up, but at the last second, she managed to contain herself.
This was because Wei Mingting was right there by her side. With his wounds still not fully recovered, she didn't dare to fuel the fire and escalate matters, fearing that any further commotion would upset her husband and potentially worsen his injuries.
Wei Qingwan didn't respond to Wei Ruo's words. Wei Ruo then turned towards the sickbed where Wei Mingting lay, bowed respectfully, and said, "I apologize for my rashness and for disturbing my father's rest today. If I am to be punished, I will accept it willingly. No matter how many times I must endure it or what the punishment entails, I will always fight for my justice."
Wei Mingting spoke, "I am not angered at you. Go back to your room and rest for today. We'll discuss the matter further once I feel better."