Why should she look down on concubines as well? Does she still think she’s the formal wife of Prince from those years?
Madam Ru looked down on Concubine Du with high-and-mighty disdain. Having seen all sorts of people in her years, she glanced at Concubine Du and almost entirely guessed the thoughts in her heart.
In her mind, she couldn’t help but think lesser of the Jie Family’s second son.
Regardless of his legitimate wife’s character, just by looking at the concubine he doted on till she nearly touched the heavens, it was evident he was blind both in eyes and heart.
This kind of behavior, even among maids, is that of a lowly sort. If a maid inside the chambers had such a personality, it would surely lead to trouble.
Of course, there is the saying, "In the lover’s eyes, every Xi Shi." So who can say for certain.
Madam Ru gently put down her teacup, slowly turned her head toward Concubine Du, but still did not let her get up, and spoke indifferently, "Since your secondary young mistress is ill, it is all the more reason for this madam to visit her. Concubine Du, lead the way!"
Concubine Du’s eyes widened in shock; she simply couldn’t fathom when that woman had any interaction with someone like Madam Ru. From the look of it, Madam Ru insisted on seeing her now.
Concubine Du bit her lip hard, her legs trembling, whether from squatting for too long or from sheer fright.
She didn’t know how ill that despicable person really was; it would be fine if she couldn’t leave bed, but what if Madam Ru saw her strolling in the courtyard? How would she explain that to Madam Ru?
"What’s the matter, Concubine Du? Can’t decide on your own, or don’t you want to?" Seeing Concubine Du lost in thought and silent for a moment, Madam Ru had to ask.
She had palpable anger in her tone. Even Sir Jie, when in the mansion, couldn’t treat her . This concubine, truly spoiled by favor, had grown so audacious.
"Madam!" Concubine Du hurriedly bowed her body, her voice trembling, "I truly can’t decide on this matter... I need to ask my sister first. Given Madam Ru is here, I should be leading you to see my sister, but she has a temper... My sister is ill, and she doesn’t want to see anyone. I’m really worried about her health, afraid that she will get angry."
Concubine Du was used to throwing the blame on Miss Du, and her words now, full of apparent sincerity, didn’t reveal the slightest falsehood.
Madam Ru furrowed her brows, wondering: Could it be that the Jie Family’s secondary young mistress really was as arrogant and dismissive as the rumors suggested?
The nursemaid beside Madam Ru grumbled unhappily, "The women of your Jie Family, one harder to deal with than the next, actually making my lady wait? You all..."
"Nursemaid Zhang!" Madam Ru interrupted the nursemaid’s complaints, saying, "We are guests, let’s not be impolite."
After speaking, she turned her head to Concubine Du and said, "Then go ask."
Concubine Du, as if pardoned, hurriedly said, "Yes, I take my leave."
Concubine Du left the floral hall, wiping the cold sweat from her forehead.
Her maid quickly stepped forward to offer a handkerchief.
Seeing the handkerchief, Concubine Du felt mocked again and immediately started scolding the maid.
"Are you also laughing at me? Mocking me for not being able to handle the big scene, so scared by a Madam Ru?"
The maid was wronged to death, she really had just handed out a handkerchief innocently, and cried out, "Madam, this servant is innocent, how could this servant dare think like that?"
Concubine Du, in her fit of rage, couldn’t listen. She kicked out at the maid, cursing, "Don’t think I don’t know, you all laugh at me behind my back. Treacherous to the core, get out..."