The daily life of the concubine of the Prime Minister

It felt like she was being stared at by something, and coupled with her own series of outrageous actions this morning, Mrs. Zhou always felt uneasy.

She turned around and looked back, making sure that nothing was wrong before she continued to make a fuss.

Madam Zhou asked her servants to bring the madam up.

"You old nosy woman, are you going to tell me or not?" Mrs. Zhou slapped the madam in the face.

She used all her strength in this slap, and the madam spat out blood and a tooth fell out.

The madam begged for mercy: "Mrs. Zhou, what I said before was true! Mr. Zhou was really in the room. As for why he disappeared this morning, I really don't know!

Maybe... maybe... Mr. Zhou left last night, yes, he must have left on his own..."

At this time, the servant whom Madam Zhou had sent to the last family, the Xue family, came back.

He gives the same result as before:

"Madam, the Xue family doesn't have it either."

The Xue family, the Dong family, the Pei family... none of them, then where can her An'er go?

Mrs. Zhou suddenly had a bad feeling in her heart.

She strode back to the madam, her face ferocious, not caring at all what others thought of her. She grabbed the madam's hair and asked with bared teeth:

"Do you know who I am? If you dare to harm my son, you are seeking death."

He immediately ordered his servants: "Tear down this building for me, and bring me a knife."

She dragged the madam out of the door and left her to watch as the place she had run for most of her life gradually turned into a devastated wasteland in the hands of Zhou's servants.

"You said no."

The madam really didn't know! She regretted not letting the Zhou family take Master Zhou away last night.

How could Mrs. Zhou be possible? The last place her son stayed yesterday was this brothel.

She felt that her son must have hidden the people here in order to blackmail her.

"I advise you to ask for money and I'll give it to you. Otherwise, don't blame me for using a knife."

"I really..."

Mrs. Zhou's eyes flashed with ferocity, and she suddenly attacked, using the tip of her knife to cut off a piece of the madam's scalp.

The madam screamed in pain.

"I'll tell you." The madam immediately revealed the two top performers who served Zhou Huaian last night:

"It must be them. They knew that Master Zhou was the grandson of the Prime Minister and wanted to soar into the Zhou family, so they kidnapped Master Zhou."

You know what, this excuse is quite plausible.

Mrs. Zhou also believed it, and her face was twitching with anger:

"Okay, okay, you sluts, you want to take over my Zhou family? You are dreaming." She no longer looked like the noble lady she used to be. Her eyes looked like she was ruthlessly slashing at the madam: "Tell me, where is the person you are talking about?"

The madam did not dare to hide anything and pointed to a room on the third floor.

"That's the room of our Lou Qingcheng and Lou Qingxin."

Someone immediately rushed to the third floor and grabbed two beautiful girls of about thirteen or fourteen from the room.

They trembled and stretched out their hands to the madam: "Mom, save me..."

The madam turned her eyes away. Although they were her cash cows, she valued their lives more than money.

Mrs. Zhou said nothing, and stepped forward and slapped each of them: "Were you the ones who served my son yesterday?"

"Yes."

"What about the rest?"

Lou Qingcheng Lou Qingcheng was used to people's hearts, and it seemed that the madam would not help them today.

Lou Qingcheng suppressed her fear and said, "After Butler Zhou left last night, another maid who claimed to be Madam Zhou's servant forcibly took the young master away."

Everyone in the Zhou family looked as if they had seen a ghost.

The old lady of the Zhou family? How could there be an old lady in the Zhou family? She had passed away many years ago.

"Do you think I'm a fool?" Mrs. Zhou felt humiliated by Lou Qingcheng:

"You really won't cry until you see the coffin."

Madam Zhou pulled out the knife that had cut the madam’s scalp and stared at Lou Qingcheng and Lou Qingxin’s faces with a grim gaze.

In this life, she hated beautiful women the most, especially those with fireworks-like appearance.

Lou Qingcheng and Lou Qingxin hurriedly knelt down in front of Madam Zhou and begged for mercy:

"Madam, everything I say is true, you must believe it!"

Mrs. Zhou kicked Lou Qingcheng and Lou Qingxin away and was about to take action.

A figure rolled and crawled at the door and rushed in.

"Madam, Madam...something bad has happened..."

Mrs. Zhou's heart skipped a beat, and the scene of Zhou Huaian being persecuted, lying in a pool of blood, with his hands and feet chopped off, and his head and body separated immediately emerged in her mind.

She staggered back a few steps and asked, "Did something happen to the young master?"

The person being questioned was stunned for a moment, then reacted and quickly shook his head:

"No…No."

"That's good." Mrs. Zhou patted her chest and relaxed.

But then she began to frown and scolded the person who came to report the news: "What's the matter? It's not proper to make a fuss about nothing." She regained her usual calmness as a mistress.

I must give the butler a warning when I get back. Look at how he manages people. He is so flustered and doesn't act like a member of the Zhou family at all.

"The Chen family came to our door."

Mrs. Zhou didn't remember what she heard for a moment, so she waved her hand and said:

"If you come to my door, I will think..." Her voice stopped abruptly. After realizing the situation at home, her pupils gradually dilated, her body softened, and she almost fell down. Fortunately, the nanny beside her supported her in time.

"Hurry, go back home." There was no fear in her voice.

The servant who brought the news secretly rolled his eyes, feeling very disdainful in his heart, thinking how bold the mistress of the house was.

On the way back, Mrs. Zhou learned about the current situation at home.

The more she understood, the more anxious she became.

"You mean, the Chen family has been invited into the mansion by the master?"

The messenger nodded.

Mrs. Zhou rolled her eyes and nearly fainted. She only came to her senses after being pinched by the nanny.

She calmed down and asked again:

"The old man is home too?"

"At home..." the messenger answered truthfully.

So, was her act of asking people to postpone each other's time this morning exposed?

Would they think she was playing a trick on them?

So what is she going to do?

Seeing her fear, the maid who was holding Madam Zhou hurried to comfort her:

"Ma'am, don't worry. The master cares most about his reputation. Even if he knows, he will cover it up for you."

Mrs. Zhou disagreed, but at this moment, apart from believing in her husband, she had no other way to deal with it. Her mind felt like it was filled with lead.

Before she could think of any solution, the carriage had returned to her doorstep.

Butler Zhou was waiting anxiously in front of the gate. When he saw Madam Zhou coming back, he ran upstairs at the speed of lightning.

"Madam, you are finally back. The old master is looking for you."

Madam Zhou forced herself to calm down and put on the demeanor of a mistress: "Butler Zhou, are you saying that it was the old master who asked you to come to me? Not the eldest master?"

Aren’t they all the same?

Butler Zhou: "It's the old man."

"Where?" Mrs. Zhou took a deep breath.

"Someone from the Chen family is here. The old master and the eldest master are both in the reception room to entertain them. The old master said that the lady is back and can go directly to the reception room."