The Prime Minister's Darling novel Chapter 528

Chapter 528: 263 Recognition (Second Update)

Chapter 528: 263 Recognition (Second Update)

The elderly lady felt that in this moment, she should have commanded a kneel, although she didn’t understand what was happening. But, before she could utter a word, the guard had already knelt down.

The elderly lady: “…”

Chancellor Zhuang also excitedly stepped forward, performing a ceremonious bow.

“Who are you?” The elderly lady asked.

“I… ” Chancellor Zhuang was about to speak, but then he remembered that she had no recollection of the past, so he changed his words, “I am your elder brother! You are Zhuang Jinse, and I am Zhuang Boyong. Do you still remember me?”

“Elder brother?” The elderly lady stared at him doubtfully.

“Yes!” cried Chancellor Zhuang excitedly, “Have you remembered now?”

The elderly lady didn’t answer him, but turned to look at the old priest next to her and asked, “Was it you who ordered someone to push him?”

“This servant is utterly unreasonable. He even dared to turn me away at the door…” Chancellor Zhuang looked contemptuously at the old man next to the elderly lady. For some reason, he was particularly annoyed by him and felt an impulse to pounce on him every time he saw him standing next to his sister.

The elderly lady looked at him, her tone somewhat impatient, “What did you just say?”

Chancellor Zhuang was startled by her hostile tone, “I said… he turned me away at the door?”

The elderly lady: “The sentence before.”

Chancellor Zhuang recalled: “This servant is utterly unreasonable?”

The elderly lady nodded, walked to the door, and beckoned Chancellor Zhuang over with a wave of her finger.

Chancellor Zhuang stepped forward: “Sister.”

The elderly lady patted his shoulder: “Turn around, face the outside.”

Chancellor Zhuang didn’t understand, but he turned around as instructed.

The next second, he only felt a sharp pain in his buttocks. It was the elderly lady who had kicked him out. He stumbled on the doorsteps unpreparedly and fell to the ground.

Before he could comprehend what had happened, the elderly lady had slammed the courtyard door shut!

A servant?

Screw you!

How dare you bully my man!

Chancellor Zhuang was left outside the door, realizing that he would not be able to see Zhuang Empress today. He clenched his teeth in frustration and left for home.

On his way home, he was puzzled. Why did Empress Dowager Zhuang treat him in such a way? Was it because she didn’t recognize him and mistook him for an enemy, or was she standing up for the old geezer?

It’s ridiculous. Since when did Empress Dowager Zhuang care so much about a servant? She always regarded human lives indifferently – even the princesses of the dynasty could be casually pawned off for political marriage. Yet she would actually stand up for a mere servant?

Not only was Chancellor Zhuang confused, but the old priest was also in a fog.

He trusted Zhuang Jinse to kill him more than he trusted her to stand up for him.

But it happened whether he believed it or not.

He was no fool and wouldn’t deceive himself by thinking, oh, she wasn’t doing it for my sake but merely a warning to strangers.

Planted halfway into the grave, shouldn’t he have some dignity?

The old priest fumbled with his nose and muttered, “Um…”

It’s over. He wanted to say thank you, but he couldn’t get the words out.

Master and disciple shared a character trait. When they had to spin a yarn, they were loquacious. But when it was time to build up the mood, they were tongue-tied.

The elderly lady didn’t dwell on this triviality. She had just done something very ordinary. She nonchalantly walked to the kitchen.

The glutinous rice cakes weren’t finished yet. They would get cold if she didn’t eat them soon.

The old priest watched her hurried retreat, guessing she was off to eat. Could this foodie really have been the infamous evil empress who used to dominate the world?

The old priest doubted his perception for the first time.

Could it be possible that Zhuang Jinse wasn’t as wicked as he thought? Or maybe he had misunderstood Zhuang Jinse in the past?

But even so, there was one thing she could never wash away – the fact she had used the deceased emperor’s body as a bargaining chip!

While the other empresses were racking their brains to monopolize the emperor’s favor, she was busy snatching all the green cards and placed them in her Kunning Palace. Sleeping with the emperor required an upfront payment, the higher bidder won the night!

She even set a reward system. If anyone bore a dragon seed, they received a reward of one thousand taels of silver. If the child was born safely, the reward was two thousand taels of silver.

If anyone had a prince, they could have a free night with the deceased emperor.

How much silver did she gather? The total couldn’t be counted.

What was even worse, the deceased emperor was kept in the dark and was even pleased with himself for having such a virtuous empress. Zhuang Jinse was given the title of a ‘virtuous queen’ this way.