Chapter 664.1: Plot

In the Prime Minister Residence.

Returning to her room, Madame Wen rubbed her slightly swollen head as she removed the accessories from her hair.

She was about to turn around when a hand suddenly covered her mouth from behind. Panic shot through her system as she opened her mouth on instinct, but managed to stifle her scream.

Nothing less from Prime Minister Wens virtuous a.s.sistant, Madame Wen. Your level of composure is not lacking at all. The man with the

douli

remarked with admiration before he let go of her.

Madame Wen asked coldly, May I know who you are and why you have barged into the Prime Minister Residence? While she was speaking, she gradually edged herself towards the hairdressing table where a silver hairpin laid.

Discerning her intention, a cold smirk formed on the mans mouth. Madame Wen, I urge you not to play any tricks; nothing can escape my eyes.

Madame Wen narrowed her eyes. Get to the point. What business do you have?

From what I know, you resent the Second Concubine of the Prime Minister Residence. She is your

shu

younger sister, yet she seduced your husband when you were pregnant. The result of that was the loss of your husband, as well as the birth of a stillborn, a male at that. The man with the

douli

attacked her weakness.

Hate flickered in Madame Wens eyes as she recalled her past, but she quickly masked her emotions. What do you want me to do?

I believe you have also heard about Wen Wanzhis filthy matter with a guard. Isnt this your best chance at disposing of them? The mans tone was cruel as a s.a.d.i.s.tic smirk rose at the corners of his mouth.

Madame Wen shook her head. To put things simply, the feud between us sisters is just a man, while you are an outsider. Why should I listen to you?

It sounds like you are already used to being a gracious and virtuous madame. However, allow me to show you something that will change your mind. The man with the

douli

pa.s.sed a strip of paper to her.

As soon as she unfurled the note, tears streamed down her face.

Is this true? My child didnt die? Surprise lit up Madame Wens face, and her voice shook uncontrollably.

For the past 22 years, Ive spent countless nights wallowing in my sorrows. Now Im being told that my child wasnt a stillborn, but is in fact a lively child who can still call me mum?

A cold laughter escaped from the mans lips. Madame Wen, you can go and investigate, but if you do so, you will probably be obstructed by your

shu

sister.

As long as you can bring my child back to my side, I am willing to do anything for you, I promise. Resolve ignited in Madame Wens eyes.

With his task accomplished, the man with the

douli

flashed a faint smile. Madame Wen, I wont make things difficult for you. I just need Wen Wanzhi to commit suicide and leave a suicide note according to this. He handed another strip of paper to her.

Madame Wen was a little hesitant about inciting someone to commit suicide, but hatred overrode her conscience when remembered who the culprits behind her missing her child were.

Alright, Ill do it, but once the matter is done, I want my child to appear before me, otherwise A vicious look replaced her gentleness.

Not only was the man not angered by her threat, he admired her even more. Please dont worry, my men have already arrived at the place. They will be able to bring your child back so that you can enjoy your time as mother and son.

Undoubtedly, every single word he had uttered was calculated with the intention of tightening his grip on her.

Hope shone in Madame Wens eyes as if she could already see her child, and the man with the

douli

chuckled darkly before leaving.