Being favored by the paranoid master, the whole imperial capital kneels down

Zhou Mingzhu's face showed disdain.

She had planned it well and had specifically stated that Nan Chuzheng would be sold to a brothel by the servants of the Nan family.

The feedback given to her by the servants of the Nan family many years ago also informed her that the matter had been completed.

Over the years, whenever Zhou Mingzhu wrote to the imperial capital, she would always ask about the daughter her sister gave birth to.

For more than ten years, she had been the confidant of the Chu family, and every time they sent her a message, they would say that they had not seen any news about Zhou's biological daughter.

Zhou Mingzhu knew that Nan Chuzheng had either died in the brothel or had grown up and started to receive clients.

That’s great, this is all owed to her by my sister.

Lord Chu did not explain anything. He sneered, holding the silver bills in his hand and hunching over.

Leave step by step.

Zhou Mingzhu had already turned around and walked up the stairs. She entered the Zhou family's house and the door behind her was closed tightly.

The Zhou family in front of them had already taken down the white banner.

Except for Mrs. Zhou's yard, the Zhou family's house was decorated with lights and colorful decorations everywhere.

The servants seemed to have forgotten that not long ago, the Zhou family was still crying and mourning Zhou Yinyin.

They now have happy faces and worship Chu Jingyue like an ancestor.

Zhou Mingzhu passed by Madam Zhou's yard, glanced at the white banner hanging in the middle, and walked into Madam Zhou's room with a smile.

"Sister-in-law, the entire Zhou family is happy. Why are you doing this?"

"Take down these white banners quickly, otherwise His Royal Highness the Crown Prince will be unhappy if he finds out."

After the prince lost Zhou Yinyin, there was only Bai Luoluo in his East Palace, and she was the most threatening one.

There were also several unimportant maids who had been deflowered by the prince and had been his personal maids for many years.

They have no identity and no background.

A few years ago, I was able to be remembered by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince just by my face.

But in recent years, they have grown older and have not even been able to get the status of concubines.

In the future, she would probably only be given an insignificant amount of money and released from the palace.

So in the entire East Palace, Chu Jingyue was the only concubine left.

Zhou Mingzhu acted as if she had won the favor of the prince, and her eyes and eyebrows became more and more proud.

Mrs. Zhou, who was still wearing plain clothes, sat in the room with red eyes and glanced at Zhou Mingzhu.

Before Zhou Mingzhu married Su Shizhi, Mrs. Zhou had not yet entered the Zhou family.

But she had already been engaged to Zhou Zhenchang at that time, and was also very familiar with Zhou Mingzhu and her sister.

When Zhou replaced her younger sister Zhou Mingzhu to marry into the Chu family, Mrs. Zhou also stood up for Zhou Mingzhu with sincerity.

Zhou Mingzhu was exiled along with the Su family. She wrote a letter to the old lady of the Zhou family to discuss letting her daughter return to the imperial capital.

Mrs. Zhou knew all about this.

Even the people sent by the Zhou family to the Chu family to kidnap Nan Chuzheng were all assigned by Madam Zhou.

But now...

"My daughter is dead. She was killed by Chu Jingyue!"

Mrs. Zhou, who was originally sitting, stood up little by little and looked at Zhou Mingzhu, whose face was full of smiles.

"Didn't you hear what I said? My daughter is dead, dead...!"

So why is Zhou Mingzhu still laughing?

Zhou Mingzhu raised her eyebrows, "Oh, so what?"

"Sister-in-law, I'm not saying anything bad about you, but you always have to look forward."

"You have to be strong anyway."

There was a hint of concern for Mrs. Zhou in her tone.

Not much, just a little bit.

But just because of this little bit of concern, Mrs. Zhou felt that Zhou Mingzhu was particularly hypocritical.

Mrs. Zhou rushed forward and grabbed Zhou Mingzhu's shoulders with both hands.

"My daughter was killed by Chu Jingyue. She was jealous of my daughter being favored by the prince, so she killed Yinyin!"

Why are these people still celebrating with lights and decorations?

Even today, the old lady invited a troupe of actors to perform over.

Don’t the people in the Zhou family know that Zhou Yinyin is dead?

Zhou Yinyin is pregnant with the prince's child.

He is the prince's eldest son, and he might become the next prince.

So what are these people from the Zhou family so happy about?

It was clear that they had just shared the same hatred with Mrs. Zhou the day before.

Today, those people from the Zhou family all praised Chu Jingyue highly, as if Chu Jingyue was their only pride.

Zhou Mingzhu calmly pushed Madam Zhou's hand away.

"Sister-in-law, after all these years, why are you still as foolishly naive as you were back then?"

"People's perspectives change. As long as they can climb up, who cares who lives and who dies?"

Looking at Mrs. Zhou's pale face, Zhou Mingzhu seemed to be protecting everyone living in the imperial capital equally.

Her words were merciless.

"You live in the imperial capital, eating white rice and soft rice every day, and your life of luxury is so good that it has even made you delusional."

"To us, your daughter Zhou Yinyin is not important at all."

So who is important?

The most important person is the one who can finally stay in the Eastern Palace and stand beside the prince.

Obviously, Zhou Yinyin does not have the ability to keep this wealth.

Then you shouldn't blame others.

Mrs. Zhou fell to the ground, her expression broken.

Zhou Zhenchang's figure slowly walked up from behind Zhou Mingzhu.

He looked at his wife who was devastated and said expressionlessly,

"Mingzhu just came back, and you're acting like this. Aren't you going to embarrass Mingzhu?"

Mrs. Zhou on the ground suddenly looked up and looked at her husband.

Last night, Zhou Zhenchang's performance was even more unacceptable than Mrs. Zhou's.

The entire Zhou family placed all their hopes on Zhou Yinyin.

They had always hoped that Zhou Yinyin would give birth to the prince's eldest son, so that the Zhou family would rise to prominence from then on.

Zhou Yinyin died, and Zhou Zhenchang slammed the table and cursed Chu Jingyue.

He said he had to get to the bottom of it: how did Zhou Yinyin die? Was it related to Chu Jingyue?

He wanted to find out so that he could give his daughter an explanation.

But today's Zhou Zhenchang is completely different.

Madam Zhou shook her head, "You are crazy, I think your Zhou family has all gone crazy!"

She should have known long ago that this was the Zhou family's tradition.

In order to climb up the ladder, the Zhou family did everything they could.

Zhou Mingzhu turned around and said to Zhou Zhenchang with a smug smile,

"My sister-in-law still can't accept Yinyin's death. How about I take Jingyue back to the Su family?"

Zhou Zhenchang said hurriedly,

"Second sister, what are you talking about? It's already late, and Jingyue has to go back to the East Palace to serve His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

"From now on, our Zhou family and the Su family are in the same boat. The Zhou family will definitely do their utmost to help Jingyue."

Zhou Mingzhu nodded, looking like she trusted Zhou Zhenchang very much.

She turned and left.

Zhou Zhenchang left and said to Zhou with great sincerity,

"Second sister is right. People should live more realistically."

"Forget about Yinyin. Jingyue doesn't like to mention her. From now on, we should avoid mentioning Yinyin in front of Jingyue."