The mother of the Hou family eavesdropped on my inner thoughts and went crazy, I won by sucking milk

No matter how much Zhou Zigu doted on Song Nansheng, at this moment, he still hesitated and looked embarrassed.

Instead, Jiang Wanqing spoke up: "If sister Nan Sheng wants to go, you can pretend to be my maid and go with me."

When Song Nansheng heard this, he suddenly lost his composure.

Asking her to pretend to be Jiang Wanqing's maid, isn't this humiliating herself?

He immediately replied, "Madam, if you don't want me to go, there is no need to humiliate me like this."

Jiang Wanqing frowned and chuckled, "If I didn't want you to go, I definitely wouldn't have asked for it."

Song Nansheng looked at Zhou Zigu with a wronged look on his face.

Madam Zhou said subconsciously, "All the guests invited to this banquet are the wives of the main officials. Why would a concubine like you join in the fun?"

Song Nansheng looked at Madam Zhou in disbelief.

There was a breath stuck in my chest.

Why did she become a concubine? Wasn't it because of her aunt?

How come you have the nerve to use this matter to hurt her now?

Song Nansheng found it difficult to swallow this.

He then looked at Zhou Zigu again, hoping that Zhou Zigu could speak for him.

Unexpectedly, Zhou Zigu hesitated for a moment and said, "It is indeed as mother said. No one would bring my aunt to such a palace banquet..."

After all, it was the Queen Mother who invited them, so naturally the main wife should go. If a concubine was allowed to go, it would be against the rules.

Even though Zhou Zigu loved Song Nansheng, he still put the etiquette of the palace first.

Sure enough, after hearing this, Song Nansheng showed a trace of embarrassment on his face.

There was a layer of mist in her eyes, and she just looked at Zhou Zigu without saying a word.

Jiang Wanqing gave Zhou Zigu a look.

Jiang Wanqing hopes that Song Nansheng will attend this palace banquet.

Naturally, Baili Yanqing would also attend this palace banquet.

If I were the only one going, Baili Yanqing would definitely focus on me.

But if Song Nansheng also wants to go, that may not be the case.

Zhou Zigu immediately understood what Jiang Wanqing meant.

Then he said to Song Nansheng, "If you want to go, you can pretend to be Wanqing's maid. You are just going to join in the fun anyway, so this identity is more convenient."

Jiang Wanqing looked at the unwillingness on Song Nansheng's face, her eyes flickering.

Suddenly, he said, "I think sister Nan Sheng is also unwilling to go with me, so why should your husband force her? Then we can go together."

After hearing what Jiang Wanqing said, Song Nansheng, who originally didn't want to go that much, suddenly felt he had to go.

So, she quickly said, "It's okay. It's okay to pretend to be the lady's maid. As long as I can be with Brother Zi Gu, I can do it."

Old Madam Zhou didn't care about going to Song Nansheng to attend the palace banquet.

These three people will not be at home tomorrow, so she will be freer.

However, she still warned with some concern: "Now, you still have a baby in your belly, you must take care of your body."

After that, Madam Zhou looked at Jiang Wanqing worriedly again and said, "You must take good care of Nan Sheng. If anything happens to the child, I will not forgive you."

Jiang Wanqing's face was filled with black lines.

I couldn't help but laugh out loud: "Mother-in-law, the father of the child in Nan Sheng's belly is my husband. Why did you only tell me to take care of the child and not tell my husband?"

Madam Zhou glared at Jiang Wanqing: "How dare you talk back to me!"

Now that Zhou Zigu is back, Old Madam Zhou feels much more confident.

In the past, when talking to Jiang Wanqing, Mrs. Zhou was concerned that the family's money was controlled by Jiang Wanqing, so she had to think twice before talking to Jiang Wanqing.

But now, her confidence is back.

She is not afraid anymore.

Jiang Wanqing narrowed her eyes slightly.

Seeing Madam Zhou's half-smile, she said, "Mother-in-law, what are you talking about? I dare not talk back, but... I still have to take care of Xiaoxiao tomorrow, so I'm afraid I won't be able to take care of Sister Nansheng wholeheartedly."

Madam Zhou glanced at Xiao Xiao in Jiang Wanqing's arms.

He frowned and said with disdain: "She is just a little girl. Of course, the grandson in Nan Sheng's belly is more important!"

Jiang Wanqing's eyes suddenly turned cold.

But the next second, everything returned to normal.

She sneered, "Mother-in-law is a woman herself, why do you have to humiliate yourself?"

Zhou Zigu sensed the tension and quickly tried to smooth things over: "Okay, mother, I will take care of Madam and Sheng'er tomorrow."

Madam Zhou snorted coldly, glared at Jiang Wanqing again, then turned and left.

Zhou Zigu's eyes flickered.

Looking at Jiang Wanqing, she said, "Mother is also worried about the fetus in Sheng'er's belly."

Jiang Wanqing looked understanding: "My husband, you don't need to say more. I understand everything. However, Xiaoxiao didn't eat much at the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion today. I have to take the child to feed him first."

After saying that, Jiang Wanqing took Nanny Su and others away.

I kept looking at Jiang Wanqing's disappeared figure.

Song Nansheng didn't pretend anymore.

Suddenly, he fell into Zhou Zigu's arms as if he had no bones.

She moaned, "Brother Zi Gu~"

Zhou Zigu hugged Song Nansheng and touched his cheek.

She comforted him softly, "Sheng'er has been wronged."

A hint of viciousness flashed across Song Nansheng's eyes.

His face returned to its indifferent look.

She said aggrievedly, "That Jiang Wanqing actually asked me to be her maid."

Zhou Zigu patted Song Nansheng on the back and consoled him, "Okay, I've come up with a new idea to deal with the Zhenguo Mansion. This time, I will definitely bring the Zhenguo Mansion down! By then, I will definitely let Jiang Wanqing be your maid and serve you."

Song Nansheng felt a little better after hearing this.

I couldn't help but ask, "Brother Zi Gu, what idea did you come up with this time? This time, it will definitely be foolproof, right?"

It's no wonder that Song Nansheng asked so many questions. The truth is, every time Zhou Zigu said that everything would be foolproof, but in the end, there were always some problems.

Zhou Zigu slowly raised the corners of his lips: "This time, it will be foolproof! Doesn't Her Royal Highness the Princess know how to choose a husband? What if she chooses Jiang Lingyi?

And at this time, the palace sent people to find the envelope of treason in the house of the Duke of Zhenguo Mansion? Do you think His Majesty will suspect that the Jiang family is colluding with Beimo?

As long as I bring down the Duke of Zhenguo Mansion next, His Royal Highness Prince Cheng'an will definitely restore his trust in me."

After listening to this meticulous plan, Song Nansheng suddenly gained confidence.

Then he leaned on Zhou Zigu's shoulder again, with an admiring look on his face: "I believe that Brother Zigu will definitely make the Jiang family look bad this time! By then, our Mu Sheng will no longer be in our way!"

Zhou Zigu's face also wiped away the gloom of many days, and he laughed out loud: "Soon, our good days will come!"