Concubine Mad Concubine: Fifth Miss of the Prime Minister's House

Chapter 150 Encounter in the mansion, Mr. Scar
"Ask you? What are you doing?" An impatient voice came from behind.

Qian'er bit the bullet and turned around, "I, I..."

"What are you, are you a new girl?"

It was only then that Qian'er could clearly see the interviewer's attire. He was wearing a black robe, about 50 years old, with a long beard and a deep scar on his round face. It looked very hideous at night.

Perhaps seeing Qian'er's fear, he pointed to the scar on his face and smiled, "Isn't it ugly? It's left over from when he followed the former emperor to conquer the world."

When he spoke, his face was full of nostalgia and reluctance for the past.

"You girl, don't be afraid, I'm the housekeeper here, you can call me old man, that's what everyone here calls me."

Qian'er nodded, and called timidly, "Old man."

The old man nodded in satisfaction, looked at the time, it was almost dawn, "Girl, come on, the fourth prince is about to wake up, come with me"

When Qian'er heard this, she was secretly happy, but she was worried that she didn't know how to find the Fourth Prince, God helped her.

Carefully following behind the old man, listening to the old man's instructions, followed him to a gorgeous room, Qian'er followed the old man into the room with his head down.

"Fourth prince." The old man stopped and bowed his hands in a very respectful manner.

"Old man, it's still dark, why did you wake up so early." A lazy voice came from inside.

Qian'er looked up a little, and saw that the bead curtain was shaking, and the fourth prince came out wearing obscene clothes and trousers with his arms around a very coquettish woman.

A head of jet-black hair is loosely draped over her shoulders, her elegant jade face is painted with light plum blossom makeup, and her delicate face reveals a trace of charm, which is seductive; she wears a light red crepe tube top dress, wiping The chest is embroidered with clean jasmine, and the most dazzling ivory white is so shining against the bright red background, it is also downright cold and enchanting.

The woman twisted her small waist that was not enough to hold, and walked in front of the old man, her face looked very unhappy, and she was not to blame for being angry, every time this old man came to disturb people's sleep early in the morning .

When she saw Qian'er behind the old man, the woman showed a disdainful expression, "Hey, did you change people today? Isn't that red candle here to wait for the fourth prince to wash up?"

When the old man heard the woman mention Hong Zhu, he couldn't help snorting coldly, "Did Mrs. Ru forget that Hong Zhu was punished to death by Mrs. Ru because of her poor service?"

The woman who was called Mrs. Ru suddenly realized, nodded and said, "Oh, there is such a thing."

Twisted Xiaoman's waist and leaned against the fourth prince's body, put his hands on the fourth prince's neck, and said in a coquettish voice, "Master, that girl named Hongzhu actually poured hot boiling water on Nujia's body, look at the situation of Nujia!" His hands were scalded like this..."

The fourth prince held his wife's hand, looked at it for a moment, and then gently lowered his lips, "It doesn't hurt now, does it?"

Mrs. Ru smiled charmingly, and lightly poked the fourth prince's face with her fingertips, "You are necrotic..."

"Don't you just like me so bad." The fourth prince said ambiguously while holding Mrs. Ru's hand tightly.

"Cough cough...cough cough" I couldn't bear the two of them flirting with each other in front of others, so the old man had no choice but to pretend to cough as a reminder.

Mrs. Ru pursed her lips in dissatisfaction, and let go of the hands on the fourth prince's neck.

(End of this chapter)