mad concubine

The two maids, Hong Ling and Bi Lan, knew best. Miss Fourth and Miss Fifth were actually very pitiful, and even these two maidservants suffered a lot of bullying.

The eldest wife, Liu Zhixi, was born in a famous family. She has always looked down on the wives that Prime Minister Mo took care of, but Mo Tingzhong's love for the late third wife Ning Qiushui made her hold a grudge, and she never got along with the third wife. And her precious daughter, Mo Luodie, resembles her very much, and she is also extremely noble. Except for the eldest family, no one else can get into the corner of her eyes.

As for the second wife, Qin Ruotao, like her precious daughter, is an impulsive and brainless woman. In order to curry favor with the eldest lady, she has always been used as cannon fodder without even realizing it.

Hong Ling was thinking about it when she suddenly heard the sound of low and steady footsteps coming from the other end of the corridor. Her heart rose to her throat and she nervously looked along the sound. In the corridor, a young man dressed in white clothes that beats the snow, and as black as ink came towards him, his quiet and gentle black eyes overflowed with calm indifference, but it made people feel as unpredictable as the deep sea.

He is Mo Tingzhong's personal bodyguard Phantom, and the maids in the Prime Minister's Mansion love to talk about it behind their backs. If you see him on weekdays, Hong Ling's eyes must be shining, but today when Phantom's figure came into view, Hong Ling I just felt my whole heart drop cold, and when I saw him, I knew that the master must be returning home at this moment.

It is conceivable that the reason why the phantom appeared here is because of the genealogy...

"Hong Ling, the master asked Miss Fifth to come over, and you..." Phantom said coldly with no expression on her face.

A look of panic flashed across Hong Ling's beautiful face, and she swallowed unnaturally: "Brother Phantom, can you... not go?"

"Impossible." Phantom stared at Hong Ling with a cold sharpness reflected in her eyes, her complexion was still as cold as ever.

Hong Ling couldn't help shivering, she lowered her eyes and closed her pupils, not daring to look at the phantom, and said cowardly with a guilty conscience: "Miss, she...she fell asleep in the study, I'm afraid she will wake up in a while. Not coming."

"I'm not interested in listening to what you said. I only know that the master wants to see Fifth Miss... and you!" Phantom gave Hong Ling a cold look, and strode towards the door of the study. Go and invite the eldest lady in person.

"Hey, hey, hey, Brother Phantom, you can't..." Hong Ling rushed forward anxiously. If the door was pushed open, her lie just now might be exposed.