Favoring concubines and killing wives? The miraculous doctor mistress went crazy after her rebirth

Mother Zhou felt so distressed when she saw the look on her son's face.

The two people in the house naturally didn't notice the movement in the yard.

Murong Chuan looked at Zhu Ping and couldn't help but think of Jiang Zhinian's aggressive look at the door of the Bo Mansion.

His anger rose again and he kicked Zhu Ping again.

She's just a servant, so it's normal for him to use her as a punching bag.

Murong Chuan never takes the lives of his servants seriously.

He made Zhu Ping his most trusted servant and gave him respect, so Zhu Ping should be grateful and not show the slightest disrespect to him.

"You bastard, you really deserve to die!"

Zhu Ping was also trembling with fear and did not dare to resist at all.

When the Marquis was easy to talk to, he was really nice to him and he could have a say.

Sometimes the Marquis can listen to what is said.

But the Marquis was very angry at the moment, so naturally he had to suffer a little.

When he was young, the Marquis did not dare to resist the old lady's arrangements, and sometimes he would take his anger out on the servants.

Over the years, the Marquis has learned how to disguise himself, and everyone has forgotten how gloomy and terrifying he was when he was a child.

At this moment, the Marquis's anger once again reminded Zhu Ping of his childhood memories, and his body instinctively trembled a few times.

Mother Zhou couldn't help but walk a few steps faster, came to the door and said, "My Lord, I am here on the orders of the old lady to invite you to Meisong Courtyard to talk!"

When Murong Chuan heard this, he suppressed his anger.

"I understand, back off!"

"Yes!"

Although Mother Zhou was very worried about Zhu Ping, she did not dare to say a word of concern to him at this time.

After Mother Zhou left, Murong Chuan didn't care to vent his anger anymore and said to Zhu Ping: "Pack them all up, or I'll have you hide in danger!"

"Yes, Lord Marquis!"

At this time, Zhu Ping didn't dare to say a word.

Murong Chuan packed up and straightened his clothes, making sure that he was dressed neatly and tidy, then walked towards Meisongyuan.

Since he was a child, his mother has been extremely strict with him.

No, to be exact, it is extremely harsh.

Even what he wears and how he dresses are controlled.

He felt very depressed when he was a child, and even felt like he was being controlled and couldn't breathe.

He cannot have any ideas of his own and cannot be disobedient in the slightest.

Can't even get angry.

He wanted to resist, but every time he resisted, he was severely beaten and even starved for several days.

He thought his mother would feel sad, but she didn't.

He later realized that he could only do what his mother wanted.

Only when he grew up did Murong Chuan have his own ideas, and his mother would listen to his ideas.

But he understood that his mother had a strong desire to control.

Arriving at Meisong Courtyard, Murong Chuan took a few deep breaths before entering the house to pay his respects to the old lady.

The old lady looked at him and snorted, "I heard you smashed everything in the house!"

Murong Chuan reflexively looked up at Mother Zhou with an unhappy expression.

The old lady said coldly: "Look, Madam Zhou is useless. I know what you did without anyone reporting it to me."

Murong Chuan also knew how to get along with his mother over the years, and quickly admitted his mistake, "Mother, please calm down. It's my fault. I shouldn't have lost my mind like this."

The old lady said calmly, with no emotion in her voice, "You really shouldn't lose your mind."

"Besides, the things in your house are very valuable. You must know the current situation of our mansion, right?"

Murong Chuan came back to his senses all of a sudden, and suddenly remembered that those things seemed to be originally arranged for him by Jiang Zhinian.

He almost forgot all this when he was so angry.

Or maybe he has become accustomed to it, and even takes it for granted, so he doesn't cherish those things very much.

What’s more, it’s people!

"It's my son's fault. Please rest assured, I will never do that again next time!"

Once he made a mistake, Murong Chuan had to be extra respectful to the old lady.

The old lady knew that this was not the time to argue. "I don't care how angry you are. No matter what happened, you must swallow your anger and coax Jiang Zhinian back."

"If you want to vent your anger, there will be plenty of opportunities in the future. It's not possible now. For now, you can only endure it."

"There are some things you should understand without me reminding you."

What's more, the old lady had reminded me before.

Murong Chuan lowered his head and said, "I will go to the Bo's Mansion tomorrow."

The old lady said, "Calm down for two days and let your anger settle before you go."

After being scolded by the old lady, Murong Chuan calmed down a little.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong, and he said thoughtfully: "Mother, I feel that Jiang Zhinian is a little different from before."

"Oh? Why is it different?"

Murong Chuan looked gloomy, "Mother, I think she has become smarter and seems to have begun to doubt my sincerity."

The old lady said, "Everything was fine before, how come it suddenly changed? Is it because you took your cousin as a concubine? Didn't we explain everything and she agreed?"

After she finished speaking, the old lady seemed to have thought of something and her expression changed slightly.

"She really never contradicted me before. She was still in our mansion a few days ago. She came to pay her respects that day. She looked very ill and her speech was really different from before."

"And she suddenly asked for her dowry back."

"Your suspicion is not without reason."

"It's just that you and I are extremely cautious in everything we do, so she probably doesn't know anything."

The old lady pondered over in her mind what had happened during this period.

"You came back from southern Xinjiang and haven't seen her for such a long time. It's normal to think she has changed."

"Or maybe she is unhappy because the Huo family was exiled."

"But no matter how she changes, she is now the wife of our Marquis' Mansion. Even if the Madam dotes on her, she will let her come back."

"I'm just trying to tease you."

"Maybe it's a show of force! The Madam is very skillful, maybe she was the one who suggested it."

"Anyway, when she comes back, we'll observe her carefully. If there's something wrong with her, we'll be able to find out."

The old lady spoke to Murong Chuan and then asked him to leave.

In short, the old lady asked him to calm down for two or three days, but he must bring Jiang Zhinian back, no matter what method he used.

Murong Chuan instinctively wanted to go to Su Wanruo at this moment, but as if he remembered something, he returned to his own yard first.

At this time, Zhu Ping had already packed up his things.

But when Murong Chuan returned to the house and looked at the empty house, he realized that he had smashed all those precious things.

Even the walls are empty.

Murong Chuan began to feel annoyed and belatedly realized how much silver those were worth.

He was beginning to feel pain in his flesh.

He realized that he really shouldn't be impulsive.

"We still have to coax her. She will arrange it again later, so it's okay for now."

Although he suspected Jiang Zhinian, Murong Chuan still wanted to continue using her.

……

This side of the Bo Mansion.

Jiang Zhinian woke up after returning to his yard. After lunch, he looked up information in the book while talking to Lian Qiao.

The main reason is that she feels that using carrier pigeons to deliver messages is sometimes inconvenient, and it would be better to train falcons, which are the overlords of the sky.

"Lianqiao, you did a good job today."

Lian Qiao was a little flattered, "I was worried that I didn't perform well."

“It played very well.”

"Madam, you didn't see how angry the Marquis was at that time."

Jiang Zhinian knew that Murong Chuan was angry, and she felt happy.

"The angrier the better. Anger makes him more likely to do wrong things."

Lian Qiao was a little worried and asked, "Then Madam, will the Marquis dare not come again?"

Lian Qiao felt that it was better to stay at the Bo's house, where the lady could eat well, rest well, and be in a good mood.

The lady had a smile on her face, and she no longer looked like she was being bullied in the Marquis' Mansion.