Rebirth: Pampered by the Lord
Chapter 1045: A Total Mess

Chapter 1045: Chapter 1045: A Total Mess

The Prime Minister had just lost his son, his heart enveloped in intense malice. Not moved in the slightest by his wife’s wailing.

"You vile woman, I always knew you couldn’t stand Hao’er. Now that he’s dead, you’re happy, aren’t you?"

He had thought he had a successor, but unexpectedly, his son had met a tragic death on the streets, and the Prime Minister’s rage was as unending as the surging river.

"Prime Minister, how can you say such things! Hao’er also called me ’mother.’ When tragedy befell him, I, too, was heartbroken," the wife said, crying so hard she could hardly speak, seemingly truly distressed.

Yet the Prime Minister remained unmoved: "Hao’er is dead, and here you are putting on airs. Don’t you find it disgusting?"

"Prime Minister, you really wrong me. When Hao’er was alive, I loved him dearly, always treating him as my own son. You know this. Why, when something happens to him, do you put the blame on me?"

"How dare you speak! What about that dwarf?"

The wife’s tear-stained face was a picture of perplexity: "What dwarf? I don’t understand what you’re talking about."

"Still pretending? He’s the assassin sent by Xuanxuan."

"The assassin sent by Xuanxuan?"

"Hmph!"

"I really have no idea what this is about, Prime Minister! You must believe me; I would never do such depraved acts."

"You still know the term ’depraved’?" The Prime Minister glared fiercely, looking as if he would like nothing more than to devour the wife.

The son he had waited decades for had been destroyed by this woman. At this moment, were it not for a shred of reason, he would be tempted to kill her.

Regardless of the wife’s denials, the Prime Minister was certain that she was the mastermind behind the murder of his only son, with the Empress and her son as her accomplices.

"Murderous fiend, may you not die a good death."

Just at that moment, a shrill wailing came from outside.

Upon hearing this, the wife felt even more troubled. As the Prime Minister berated her non-stop, why did Nineteenth Aunt, that wretched woman, come to stir up trouble at such a crucial time?

After this matter is settled, she’ll get what’s coming to her.

The wife thought to herself.

Indeed, now that Nineteenth Aunt has lost her son, instead of keeping her head down, she dared to act as arrogantly as before. Isn’t that just courting death?

"Lady Ma, you murderous fiend, return my son’s life, ah wowow...! You wicked wretch, how could you be so cruel! Hao’er was so young, how could you bear to do it?" Nineteenth Aunt walked in, wailing and supported by her maid.

"How presumptuous! Are you, a little cheap person, entitled to utter my name?" The wife wiped the tears from her face, turned her head, and glared with venom at Nineteenth Aunt as she scolded.

What business do they have quarreling here, and why is this little cheap person meddling? She, a lowly concubine, what right does she have?

"Look at you, Lady Ma, having caused the death of my son, yet you still put on airs?" With her son’s death turning Nineteenth Aunt utterly disheartened, she paid the wife no heed.

Indeed, while her son was alive, relying on having a son by her side, she had been domineering and bossy in the Prime Minister’s residence, never regarding Lady Ma as the Main Wife.

Now, with her son having just died tragically, she was overwhelmed with grief and had yet to realize that her own status had already changed.

"Prime Minister, look at her! A lowly concubine daring to be insolent towards me, the Lady of the Prime Minister’s Residence. Tell me, how should she be punished?" In the past, no matter how much the Prime Minister doted on this Nineteenth Aunt, before her, the Main Wife, he usually maintained a level of decorum.

But now, she had forgotten; the Prime Minister was engulfed in the sorrow of losing his son.