Rebirth: Pampered by the Lord
Chapter 1048 Going to the Nunnery for Retreat

Chapter 1048: Chapter 1048 Going to the Nunnery for Retreat

Nineteenth Aunt’s mouth trickled with fresh blood; her hair disheveled, she was in a complete state of disarray. Raising her head to the sky, she laughed like a madwoman, a sight so unsettling to behold.

"Has this woman gone mad from the shock of her son’s death, unable to cope, and lost her mind momentarily?"

The so-called loss of mind.

Is the widely known madness.

While the madam was puzzled, she heard her continue to say: "What does your nobility amount to? In the end, aren’t you just dispatched by the Prime Minister to the nunnery to endure a life of hardship? Ah, hahaha...! You’re no better off than I am," Nineteenth Aunt mocked as she spoke.

Indeed, the nunnery is a place of asceticism.

Where one must do everything oneself.

Certainly not a pleasant place.

Moreover, for the Prime Minister’s Wife, who has enjoyed luxuries for decades, and who can’t even have a cup of tea without a servant delivering it to her hand, such a Noble Lady going to the nunnery, one can imagine what days await her.

Bringing up the most painful topic.

The madam felt stung: "It’s all because of you, vixen spirit."

"I have the qualifications to be a vixen spirit. Do you? An old hag, your face full of wrinkles, even the most expensive rouge and face powder can’t cover the wrinkles on your face. The Prime Minister doesn’t even want to spare you a glance, ah hahaha...!" she said as she burst into hysterical laughter again.

"Bang!"

The Prime Minister’s Wife, having held it in for a long time, finally could not restrain herself. Her hand happened to be holding a porcelain item, and in her blind rage, she smashed it onto the other’s head without thinking...

With the passing years, she was indeed getting older.

And the Prime Minister’s gaze was no longer as adhesive to her figure as before.

Gradually, he began to prefer the company of younger concubines.

Time spares no one, unable to retain the gaze of the man she adores the most—that was the deepest pain in the Prime Minister’s Wife’s heart.

Thus, provoked by Nineteenth Aunt, without a second thought she swung the porcelain item hard at Nineteenth Aunt’s head; the unprepared Nineteenth Aunt collapsed to the ground, blood streaming from her head...

"Ah...!"

Nineteenth Aunt let out a scream, fell to the ground, and in agony clasped her head with both hands, rolling around ceaselessly.

"You little cheap person, still not clear about the situation, are you? You no longer have a son by your side, yet you dare provoke me? Let me tell you, even if I kill you today, I won’t have to pay with my life," the madam said.

The Prime Minister’s Wife’s words were not just to scare Nineteenth Aunt.

Indeed, her own daughter is the current Empress; Nineteenth Aunt came from a powerless family, the only son she could rely on had just passed away, not keeping a low profile and provoking the Prime Minister’s Wife—wasn’t that seeking death?

In the end, the incident where the Prime Minister’s Wife beat up Nineteenth Aunt indeed fizzled out.

A few days later, the Prime Minister’s Wife was forcibly sent to a nunnery a hundred miles away from the Capital to repent.

And with her departure, the issue did not come to an end.

The Fourth Prince’s mansion.

The Prime Minister’s thunderous fury, after dealing with his own wife, spread to the Fourth Prince’s mansion.

Early in the morning, the Prime Minister arrived uninvited, barging into the Fourth Prince’s mansion like a whirlwind. Upon hearing the news, the Fourth Prince hurriedly climbed out of bed, hastily dressed, and hastened to welcome him...

"Grandfather, I was unaware of your visit and did not come out to meet you; please forgive me," said the Fourth Prince while frantically tying his belt, speaking to the Prime Minister with a smile on his face.