Chapter 1218 - The Truth From Three Years Ago (1/2)

How did things turn out like that?

How did it get to this point?

She was dead.

She was really dead.

He had never thought that she would actually die before. Her drive to live was so strong. She was living so well even after being tormented, just to die so suddenly.

What was he going to do now that she was dead?

What was he going to do?

Xuan Ying sat on the floor, clutching his short hair painfully. His eyes burned with tears as they flowed incessantly down his face.

Ah Zhou stood outside the door. He had been with Master for many years. Master had always been merciless and ruled with an iron fist. This was the first time he was seeing him break down.

Master no longer cared about anything. The only thing he did was hide in the wine cellar and dream of death.

Ah Zhou didn’t know how he could help Master.

An idea suddenly popped into his mind. He could go to the South Palace and ask for Madam. Even though Madam had always refused to acknowledge her son, they were still of the same blood at the end of the day.

Ah Zhou instructed his men. “Take the car and go and fetch Madam. Tell Madam that she has to get here as soon as possible. Her son is in trouble.”

“Yes sir.”

…

An hour later, the doors of the Snow Mountain Residence were opened as Concubine Yu was pushed in on her wheelchair.

“Madam, you’ve come?”

Concubine Yu’s expression was chilly. She looked at Ah Zhou and asked, “What’s wrong?”

“Madam, Miss Feng has passed on.”

Miss Feng?

Concubine Yu’s expression changed at once. After Feng Lingxue had left the other day, she had asked the two maids for her name.

“You’re talking about… Feng Lingxue?”

Ah Zhou was taken by surprise. “Madam, you know Miss Feng?”

Suddenly Concubine Yu couldn’t breathe. She waved frantically and said, “You idiots! Bring me to him at once!”

…

Ah Zhou pushed Concubine Yu to the entrance of the wine cellar and knocked loudly on the door.

“Get lost!” A rough voice called out from the inside.

Ah Zhou looked at Concubine Yu.

“Ah Zhou, open the door.”

“Yes ma’am!”

Ah Zhou raised his legs and kicked the door twice. It burst open.

It was pitch-black inside. Xuan Ying’s bloodshot eyes swept over. “Are you guys tired of living? Get lost this instance!”

As soon as he said that, he saw Ah Zhou push Concubine Yu in.

Xuan Ying froze and stood up quickly. “Mother.”

Concubine Yu huffed coldly. “You still take me as your mother? Kneel down, you b*stard!”

With a loud thud, Xuan Ying’s knees hit the ground.

Ah Zhou saw all of this from the back and felt a little sorry for Master. Madam was being too strict.