No one knows what Old Madam Zhou is thinking. If Yuan Zhao knew, he would probably come even more often.
Therefore, even though Madam Zhou was unwilling, Yuan Zhao still appeared in front of her.
"grandmother."
"I just returned home and heard that Grandmother was ill. Is Grandmother feeling any better now?"
Yuan Zhao asked with concern.
When Madam Zhou saw her like this, she became furious.
Now, they both know what kind of people the other is, but they haven't broken off relations yet.
"I'm feeling much better."
Madam Zhou was too exhausted to deal with Yuan Zhao, so she tried to send him away after a few casual words. However, Yuan Zhao did not comply with her wishes and stayed there to keep her company.
Finally, they even sent over a top-quality wild ginseng.
Upon seeing the ginseng, Old Madam Zhou's eyelids twitched. The ginseng looked to be of very high quality, and she didn't believe that Yuan Zhao would be so kind.
Thinking of the trap Yuan Zhao had set for Zhou's mother, Old Madam Zhou's eyelids twitched even more violently.
She refused several times, but Yuan Zhao insisted on giving it to her.
“Grandma is getting old and needs it more than we do. It’s better for her to keep it to nourish her body.”
"Grandmother, please rest well. Your granddaughter-in-law will take her leave now and will come to see you again tomorrow."
After saying that, Yuan Zhao left with his men without giving Old Madam Zhou a chance to speak again.
After she left, the maidservant beside Old Madam Zhou couldn't help but ask:
"Madam, what should we do with this ginseng?"
"Can it be used?"
Old Madam Zhou glanced at it and said:
"Let's keep it for now."
Yuan Zhao wouldn't be so foolish as to play any tricks on the ginseng; she couldn't yet figure out why Yuan Zhao was doing this.
However, she soon found out.
That day, the news that Yuan Zhao had spent more than an hour with the old lady in her courtyard and had given her a high-quality ginseng before leaving spread throughout the entire Marquis's mansion.
The second and third wives had never believed the old lady's previous words, and Yuan Zhao's actions only confirmed their suspicions.
Most importantly, the next day was the day when the monthly allowance was distributed, and everyone's monthly allowance was reduced.
The second and third wives were naturally unhappy, and the matter was immediately brought up to Yuan Zhao.
Yuan Zhao laid out the public accounts directly, and the public accounts only contained that small amount of silver.
“Now my grandmother is in poor health, and everything from medical treatment to medicine costs money.”
"Grandma should always come first."
Yuan Zhao's words were reasonable. Even if the second and third wives were uncomfortable, they dared not show it. After all, if word got out and they were accused of being unfilial, everything would be over.
However, no one wanted their monthly allowance to be less, so they naturally blamed Old Madam Zhou for it.
When the news reached Madam Zhou's ears, her vision blurred and she almost fainted again.
She wondered why Yuan Zhao was so kind; it turned out he was waiting for her here.
She took a deep breath and waited until she calmed down before asking:
"Go and invite the Marquis and his young master over."
She finally understood Yuan Zhao's thoughts and realized she couldn't let things continue like this.
But she didn't know that it was already too late.
The things she said to the second and third wives have reached the ears of Zhou's father and Zhou Shiyuan, and now they have developed a rift with her.
She waited and waited, but all she received was the news that the Marquis was unwell and had already retired.
As for Zhou Shiyuan, he simply said he was studying at Wenshu and declined her offer.
Upon hearing the news, Old Madam Zhou nearly fainted from anger again.
When Linglong told Yuanzhao about these things, she couldn't help but sigh:
"They are indeed ruthless."
"Their whole family is cold-hearted."
Yuan Zhao snorted coldly.
If it weren't for the fact that they would have to observe a three-year mourning period after Madam Zhou's death, which would affect their already limited career prospects, the Zhou father and son would never have cared for Madam Zhou again.
"Miss, what do we do next?"
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