Rebirth: Pampered by the Lord
Chapter 1086: The Gambling House is on Fire

Chapter 1086: Chapter 1086: The Gambling House is on Fire

Zi Xia thought for a moment and realized it was true. In the entire General’s Mansion, only Auntie Tang held the position of a female head. Apart from her, there was indeed no other suitable candidate.

Suddenly, Xuexue seemed to recall something: "Zi Xia, what good news were you talking about earlier?"

"Oh no! I almost forgot."

Zi Xia turned her head: "Young Miss, the Mo family was escorted out of the city last night. Moreover, the rumors surrounding the General’s Mansion were clarified. It was made clear that the Mo family brought this upon themselves by attempting to seize the General’s Mansion. The Old Madam simply expelled them, which was already a great mercy. Yet, they dared to spread malicious slander about the General’s Mansion. Originally, they were to be flogged dozens of times as punishment. However, considering they had at least raised the Young Miss, they were let off this time. Should anything happen again, they won’t be shown any leniency. Now, this matter has spread across the entire Capital."

Saying this, Zi Xia let out a breath: "Finally, we no longer have to endure being in dire straits in the General’s Mansion."

"Oh?"

Xuexue frowned slightly: "Who did this?"

"Outside, everyone is saying it was someone from the War Prince’s Mansion."

A glimmer flashed in Xuexue’s eyes. She should have guessed earlier. Other than Big Bull, who else would clean up her mess? The matter of him concealing his identity had been out of necessity; reflecting on it now, she truly couldn’t blame him.

"Alright, I understand."

Zi Xia thought for a moment and added: "Young Miss, something major also happened in the Capital."

"What else happened?" Xuexue asked, her tone indifferent.

"Last night, the Ever-Victorious Gambling House caught fire. It was completely reduced to ashes overnight. I hear even the gambling money was burned along with it."

Upon hearing this, Xuexue was genuinely startled. She had just been at the Ever-Victorious Gambling House the night before—how had it now turned into nothing but ashes?

"What caused it?"

"No one knows the cause. It’s possible that it accidentally caught fire," Zi Xia paused before continuing, "I also heard the Fourth Prince is nearly losing his mind with anger. The brothel business has already been stolen by our Qinger Building, and now even the Ever-Victorious Gambling House is gone."

"Serves him right," Xuexue said through gritted teeth. That scoundrel, always plotting and scheming, deserved to lose everything. Let’s see if he still stands a chance of ascending to the position of Crown Prince now.

"Young Miss, there’s something I shouldn’t ask, but I really can’t help but wonder—why do you hate the Fourth Prince so much? The Fourth Prince has been quite good to you. He comes to the General’s Mansion frequently and even brings gifts for you."

"Good to me? Nonsense. He only comes with ulterior motives."

Xuexue understood all too well—if Situ Yongjie didn’t hold military power, the profit-driven Fourth Prince would never bother trying to curry favor with her at the General’s Mansion.

"What motives?"

"Never mind, you wouldn’t understand even if I told you." Xuexue waved her hand dismissively. The events of her past life were too shocking to be spoken of—it was better to keep them untold.

Situ Yongjie, after learning that the Mo family had been sent out of the Capital by the War Prince’s Mansion, became even more loyal to the War Prince and wholly devoted himself to serving him.

At the fourth prince’s mansion.

In the study, a few dejected men stood silently.

The Fourth Prince was furiously berating them.

"You useless fools! I paid you all so much to keep watch over the establishment, and yet you let the gambling house be burned to the ground without even noticing?" The Fourth Prince was seething with rage, clenching his teeth in frustration.

How had his luck taken such a sudden turn for the worse? First, Qinger Building appeared out of nowhere, causing the brothel business to plummet. Now, even the once-profitable Ever-Victorious Gambling House had turned to ashes overnight.

"Please calm your anger, Fourth Prince. This must’ve been the act of a competitor. They chose a night with no moon or wind to execute their plan. We were truly caught off guard," said one man, who had the appearance of a shopkeeper, his face full of grievance.