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Chapter 296 - Chapter 296 Chapter 180 Young Master is Truly a Master

Chapter 296: Chapter 180 Young Master is Truly a Master Chapter 296: Chapter 180 Young Master is Truly a Master Gu Changsheng suddenly felt the world spinning and leaned on the person beside him, Dong Lei.

“Xiao Leizi, I must still be half asleep,” she said. “Did I just hear someone yelling at Zhou Mu?”

A white-eyed wolf?

She remembered mocking Zhou Mu just like this yesterday…

But today, not only did someone else say the same thing, they kept calling him unfilial, and even dared to criticize him fiercely…

And that phrase about forgetting one’s mother after getting a wife…

“Xiao Leizi, Zhou Mu hasn’t gotten out of bed yet, has he?”

For sure, Zhou Mu wasn’t in that room, otherwise, it definitely would have already turned into a bloody crime scene.

Dong Lei shook his head with hearty laughter and replied, “My lady, as the servant went to wake you up, I happened to see Prince Mu entering the hall.”

Lively and full of spirit!

Very disillusioning!

“Who is that mother in there?”

Gu Changsheng’s lips twitched violently; she could barely speak.

Could it be that she was mistaken yesterday, and Prince Bao was actually a genuine woman?

Damn it, that’s truly disillusioning!

But the chastising inside didn’t stop, the furious scolding continued.

“Xiao Qiu’s family is in trouble. Others might not know, but how could you, whom I’ve raised since childhood, hide it from me, your young master? You dare not report it to me!”

“And that wife you wanted to marry, from within the Four Kingdoms, so many noble ladies, so many daughters of prominent families you didn’t choose, but you picked such a Mother Tigress for your young master?”

“It would be bad enough to injure my servant, but to rob your young master and even strip me in the street?”

“If I were to be stripped bare under the clear skies, Little Wood, you might as well not keep your face either. Let’s throw it into the Lancang River as fish food along with your young master!”

Listening to this, Gu Changsheng’s mouth twitched uncontrollably, and even her eyes began to spasm reluctantly.

“Had you not been idly teasing my love, would she have been disrespectful to you?”

Another voice came from the hall.

The voice was low and sexy, unlike Zhou Zongbao’s explosive temper, it was extraordinarily calm and composed.

Gu Changsheng couldn’t help but rub her temples.

She suddenly realized that this world was a bit too subversive.

The identity of Prince Bao seemed not as simple as just being Prince Bao, and Zhou Mu’s treatment of him was not as simple as him just seeing Zhou Mu as a relative.

Gu Changsheng felt that if Emperor Zhoulin had spoken to Zhou Mu like that, he probably wouldn’t have given him so much face either.

Helpless, she had already arrived at the entrance of the hall, and as the so-called “Mother Tigress,” Gu Changsheng covered her mouth and coughed lightly in embarrassment to remind the people inside that there was someone outside eavesdropping, and it would be nice if they could lower their voices when talking behind her back. She really didn’t want to hear it.

The two people inside turned their heads toward the door after hearing the sound.

Today, Gu Changsheng was wearing a cloud brocade red dress, her ribbons fluttered with the wind, and she had an ethereal fairy-like allure. Her bright eyes and white teeth, well-defined facial features, and a red dot on her forehead were resplendent, creating an indescribably cold and transcendent beauty that was dazzling to behold.

At the moment, she stood at the door, slightly embarrassed, looking inside.

At first glance, she saw a man in a purple robe standing tall inside the hall, his appearance exquisitely handsome as if he were an Exiled Immortal, his eyes full of affection as he looked at her.

Gu Changsheng took her eyes off his seductive face and looked at the other person in the hall.

Zhou Zongbao was dressed in a bright yellow robe with big floral sleeves and a hollow golden crown of the same color on his head. He sat on the main seat, gesticulating, with a slight awkwardness on his full-moon-like face, his hand still frozen in mid-air, pointing authoritatively.

“Cough cough, eavesdropping over the wall, that’s utterly unbefitting of a lady from a noble family, such a lack of upbringing…” Zhou Zongbao faked a cough, trying to find a way to regain composure after being caught off guard.

But to be honest, Little Wood’s choice of a woman, she truly has no shabby looks. Even if placed in his Hundred Flowers Pavilion, she’d be a flower, exquisitely beautiful and eye-catching.

It was a pity that this flower had thorns all over, very thorny indeed.

Gu Changsheng stepped into the hall, her lips curved in a light and breezy smile, and her eyes and eyebrows exuded serene confidence.

“If I’m not mistaken, this is the house I bought. Prince Bao’s family has indeed been well taught in an unusual way, completely lacking the awareness of being a guest in someone else’s home, and the early morning shouting, criticizing the host, then turning around and accusing others of eavesdropping,” she said.

Damn it!

Your family has manners, and your family has taught you to be such a perfect prodigal, huh?

Just like an old vulture perching on a pig’s butt, seeing only the darkness in others and thinking that makes you seem any whiter!

Zhou Zongbao was choked by Gu Changsheng’s words and his face flushed with a rapid rush of blood. In an instant, he saw Zhou Mu step forward, taking the hand of the woman who had choked him, and returned to stand beside her.

Pointing at the couple before him, who looked as if they were perfectly matched by heaven, Zhou Zongbao felt intense resentment.

“This is the good wife you selected after all that searching for your young master? Huh? Huh?” Zhou Zongbao pointed at the standing Zhou Mu, his nose flaring and eyes wide.

Picking on the weak–it was clear that in Zhou Zongbao’s eyes, Zhou Mu was much easier to deal with than the Mother Tigress.

“Hetian!”

Holding the hand of his beloved, Zhou Mu frowned slightly and said coldly, “If you have any dissatisfaction, take it up with me. My woman is not for you to casually critique.”

Upon hearing this, Zhou Zongbao slammed his palm fiercely onto the desk.

“Is there no propriety left? Do you even recognize seniority anymore? Hetian is not a name for you to call! Little Wood, are you trying to jump in the ranks again?” he shouted.

Gu Changsheng acutely felt the hand holding hers stiffen.

“Call me Imperial Uncle Ancestor, Young Master!”

At this, not only Zhou Mu was petrified, but even Gu Changsheng was stiff, his mouth twitching involuntarily, then twitching severely once more, before he spoke with disbelief, “Imperial… Uncle… Ancestor?”

What the hell?

Zhou Zongbao was only four years older than Zhou Mu!

“I didn’t tell you to call me that! I surely don’t acknowledge you as my nephew’s wife!” Zhou Zongbao immediately snorted coldly, lifting his head and looking away.

Gu Changsheng’s eyes bulged as he turned to Zhou Mu, “This ain’t for real, right?”

This Prodigal Taisui was Zhou Mu’s Imperial Uncle Ancestor?

What the hell is going on!

Zhou Mu just stood there rigidly, his face frozen cold, with an unnatural trace of awkwardness.

“Evildoer, this guy really is your Imperial Uncle Ancestor?”

Gu Changsheng, not giving up, pressed on with another question.

Under her relentless questioning, Zhou Mu was stiff-faced, not responding.

Seated at the head, Zhou Zongbao couldn’t stand it anymore, he slammed the table and stood up, pointing at Zhou Mu’s nose and yelling furiously.

“There’s no doubt, Young Master I am indeed his eighteenth great-grandfather, genuine as it gets!”

“Not just that, I personally raised him from the time he was a full month old till he grew up, all under the roof of my Fulu Palace. I was the one who initiated his education, I directly sent him to a worthy master to learn martial arts, and I was the one who dressed him in military attire and sent him off to his first battle!”

“What? Little Wood, do you dare to deny it?”

Gu Changsheng’s eyes widened more and more with every word Zhou Zongbao uttered, eventually leaving him totally dumbfounded.

“Zhou Mu, stop causing trouble in front of this princess’s man!” Zhou Mu’s voice was cold, carrying a hint of helplessness, as he gripped the small hand in his own tightly.

Gu Changsheng, seeing that he did not deny it, could not help but hold her forehead, looking up at the ceiling at a thirty degree angle, in utter frustration.

Damn it, this Young Master really is the patriarch!

Damn it!

These Imperial family ranks, truly maddening!

“I’m causing trouble? What I’m saying is nothing but the truth!” Zhou Zongbao said, then pointed at Gu Changsheng, his face turning bright red, “Is this the good nephew’s wife you picked for me? Huh? Little Wood, don’t tell me even that old muddled Emperor Zhoulin would be unimpressed, and even I wouldn’t agree to it!”

Gu Changsheng glared, damn, totally caught in the crossfire!

She hadn’t even spoken; how come she was already being scorned?

“The prince does not need your agreement to take a wife!”

Zhou Mu’s surroundings began to gather a chill, the corners of his mouth tight, indicating his anger.

But Zhou Zongbao clearly wasn’t intimidated, he kept on ranting unabashedly.

“When I received the news you intended to take a wife, I left my beauty behind and hurried back to Zhou Dynasty without stopping. Yet you choose a Divorced Woman from the Li Family for me?”

“You little ungrateful thing! After I suffered to raise you, to nurture you into a capable individual, is this how you choose a wife for your nephew?”

“Let me tell you, even if she’s more beautiful than a Nine Heavens Fairy by threefold, the mere fact she’s a Divorced Woman means she’ll not even dream of entering the Zhou family house, we are not a trash collecting service!”

As the chilling air around Zhou Mu solidified, Gu Changsheng, watching the babbling Zhou Zongbao, her expression turned gloomy!

Trash?

Damn it! Who are you calling trash?

Your Zhou Family doorsteps might wish for my entry, Gu Changsheng, but I, Gu Changsheng, am hardly keen!

Really thought your home is such a coveted treasure?

Damn it!

“Dong Lei!” Gu Changsheng didn’t spare Zhou Zongbao a glance, grasped Zhou Mu, who was about to step forward, turned coldly and issued a command to Dong Lei, “Send a message to Han Qiu, tell her it’s been days since I’ve seen my son and I miss him terribly, ask her to find him for me, and if she can’t find my son, she needn’t bother returning!”

“How dare you!”

Just a moment ago, Zhou Zongbao, who was incessantly grumbling, suddenly lunged onto Dong Lei like a flash.

He wrapped his limbs around Dong Lei’s legs, preventing her from sending the message.

With bloodshot eyes, Zhou Zongbao glared at Gu Changsheng, grinding his teeth, “Mother Tigress, you’re ruthless!”

Daring to use Xiao Qiu to threaten him!

Gu Changsheng glanced at him disdainfully, “Inviting me into your Zhou Imperial Family’s abode might be easy for you, but don’t think of me as one of your discardable items!”

“Zhou Zongbao, whether you’re Prince Bao or whatever mentor to Zhou Mu, I, Gu Changsheng, owe you nothing, fear not your majestic power, accept none of your favors. You dare to insult me to my face? Dong Lei, were you saving those carving knives for chopping vegetables? Throw him out for me!”

Dong Lei, looking at her mistress’s darkening face, made a quick decision, struggling free from the ‘octopus’ Zhou Zongbao.

Drawing out the two kitchen knives from her waist, Dong Lei mustered up the courage to point them at Zhou Zongbao, “My mistress is angry, you best leave on your own sense if you know what’s good for you, or I’ll really have to throw you out, you hear!”

Oh my goodness!

Caught in a battle of immortals, this poor soul suffers the consequences. She’s actually brandishing kitchen knives at Prince Bao!

If she managed to stay alive after this, she must definitely go and weep over her mother’s grave.

This is too dangerous, oh…