Rebirth: Missing the Beloved

"Miss, this group of servants is truly too much. You've come back, it's one thing if they didn't go in and spread the news, but they didn't even welcome you in. They left us here in this cold weather." Linglong spoke in indignation, and then she was about to go and find the guards to argue.

In her previous life, when she heard these words, she couldn't help but feel wronged. She allowed Linglong to cause a ruckus, causing people to stop and watch as they passed by.

In the end, when she reached the prime minister, Second Madam Gu could only say that the guards had failed and had already been punished.

The prime minister thought she was embarrassing, so the second wife put everything on Linglong and Jian Jia, and only let them off after deducting two months' worth of money.

At that time, she was extremely grateful for Second Madam's help. Now that he thought about it, everything was just an instruction from the other party.

"Halt!" Du Mu Zhou held Linglong back and said, "What's the rush? Since Second Madam knows we're back today, she naturally arranged for someone to bring us in."

She was the dignified first lady of the Prime Minister's Estate. If she were to return to her residence, someone would have to pass a message to her before she could enter the residence.

Linglong originally wanted to continue walking forward, but she thought of Du Mu Zhou's gaze along the way, so she obediently stood behind her.

Du Mu Zhou didn't say anything else as he quietly stared at the main entrance of the Residence of Prime Minister with a pair of eyes as black as ink.

The former her was like a plucked peacock, shut by this majestic door, unable to bear the scorn of the servants. She used the peacock's final pride to flaunt her might, and lost miserably in the end.

When something happened and her father wanted to punish her, he put away her bald tail and looked as timid as a drowned chicken.

The previous eldest daughter of the Prime Minister was really stupid.

When she was ten years old, she accidentally broke the ancestral tablet and was punished by her father to kneel at the ancestral hall. As a result, she fainted in the dead of the night due to fright. She had been sent to the manor not long after she had woken up. Now that she thought about it, she had actually helped her. Otherwise, her reputation would have been ruined by staying in the Jiang Capital until it was her prime.

Du Mu Zhou wore a jade green winter coat, and his silver white cloak was stained with some mud. He just stood there quietly, like a water lotus with a petal of ice on it.

The passersby were attracted by Du Mu Zhou's figure and began to discuss with each other.

Du Mu Zhou saw that the door to the Prime Minister's Residence had opened a crack, and an afterimage flashed past. A moment later, Second Madam brought a group of people to greet her.

Han Mo Xiang, the equal wife of Du Zhong, the current second wife of the Prime Minister.

Du Muzhou remembered that after his birth mother's death, his father no longer had any ties, and as his only wife, Han Moxiang, was naturally in charge of the matter.

Even the Han Clan didn't give Han Mo Xiang a rank due to the pressure they placed on him. She had been unable to comprehend the reason behind this.

Goodbye, Second Madam. The flush on Du Mu Zhou's face intensified.

After fifteen years of hard work in nurturing her, she had become so unique and unique. Now that she had returned in this life, she naturally had to thank this madam of hers.

Second Madam's luxurious purple-gold gown accentuated her delicate and charming face, and the metal-coiled step hairpin on her head further demonstrated her identity as the matriarch.

"You bunch of dog slaves, did you not recognize that this is the young miss?" Senior Zhu, these people will each receive a monthly penalty of two months' worth of money. " Second Madam reprimanded the Imperial Bodyguards before pulling Du Mu Zhou's hand with a face full of love and heartache. "You're the same, child. How could you not let your servants know that it's such a cold day?"

Du Mu Zhou felt the scorching heat coming from his hands and sneered in his heart. The Second Madam must have been waiting in the warm room for him to make a ruckus.

"Having left home for such a long time and missing her elders, she couldn't help but glance at her home a few more times today. Second Madam doesn't need to care. Mu Zhou's heart is filled with joy, but it's not cold! "