Rebirth: Pampered by the Lord
Chapter 1228: The Evil Aura is Getting Stronger

Chapter 1228: Chapter 1228: The Evil Aura is Getting Stronger

The wandering fortune-teller’s face darkened, "I made it very clear just now, you can only choose between life and urine. And let me tell you, the evil spirit from the female corpse outside is getting stronger. If you take the antidote too late, even if an Immortal descends to the mortal world, it will be hard to save your lives."

What?

Without drinking the child’s urine, the Prince would die?

The steward, upon hearing this, immediately looked troubled, his face wrinkled up like a bitter melon: "That... that..."

Tang Jinghao was in such immense pain that his whole body was nearly paralyzed. Encountering such a slow-moving steward, he was extremely annoyed, thinking that if he recovered this time, he would definitely replace him with a more straightforward steward. This hesitation in a critical situation seemed like a desire to kill their family: "Quick... quick... hurry up."

Prince Pu and his wife were also panting heavily, looking as if they were in unbearable pain, weakly saying, "Stew... steward... listen to the master, quick... quickly go."

In just about the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, the couple was already in such pain that they were almost unrecognizable, their faces turning purplish blue, hardly different from dying people.

The steward finally reacted, realizing that even such proud masters were compromising, they must be in unbearable pain to willingly lower their proud heads.

"The servant will go immediately."

Once said, he sprinted, but stopped at the door, turned around, and looked at the wandering fortune-teller with a bewildered face, asking: "Doctor, what is child’s urine?"

The wandering fortune-teller couldn’t help but rub his forehead, saying somewhat helplessly: "If you don’t know, why did you resist giving it to the Prince?"

"The servant knows it’s urine but doesn’t know what kind; anyway, he knows it’s not something good."

"Child’s urine, as the name suggests, naturally is urine from a child."

"Child? What is a child?"

"It refers to the urine of an unmarried boy, commonly known as child’s urine."

It was only then that the steward realized.

It’s not surprising he didn’t know, because the steward was a house-born servant.

House-born servants are children born to servants who have served as slaves for generations. From birth, they are servants and start working for the master from a young age, commonly known as house-born servants.

As a house-born servant, even important matters like marriage cannot be decided by oneself. Because Prince Pu had never arranged a marriage for him, the steward remained single, so it’s understandable that he doesn’t know what a child is.

Upon hearing this, the steward couldn’t help but mutter to himself: "I haven’t married either! Does this count as child’s urine?"

The wandering fortune-teller clapped his hands: "It counts, quickly go out and get some, and serve the Prince and Princess Consort the medicine."

"Sure!"

The steward responded, hurriedly ran out, and before long, he returned with a little child’s urine in a basin.

What was usually a filthy thing,

Now, in their eyes, turned into a treasure.

The three of them scrambled to take the medicine with the child’s urine.

Before long, the efficacy of the medicine took effect, and the excruciating pain that felt like dying finally subsided a lot.

The three of them breathed heavily, lying on the bed, finally genuinely feeling that being alive is good.

Tang Jinghao felt strength returning to his body, and he quickly got up from the bed, glaring fiercely at the wandering fortune-teller: "You wandering charlatan, such audacity, dare to freeload at Prince Pu’s Mansion, and even have the nerve to make us drink urine, truly tired of living!"

This attitude, completely different from the pitiful demeanor begging to drink urine just a moment ago, clearly showed that this playboy was trying to burn the bridge after crossing it and still wanted to bite back.

The wandering fortune-teller sneered sarcastically: "Eldest Young Master, your face-changing skills are incredible. I’ve traveled all over the land, and I’ve never seen someone who can change expressions as fast as you. One second you’re fighting with your parents to drink urine, the next second you claim I forced you. This is Prince Pu’s Mansion, with many servants. I am frail. Doesn’t the Eldest Young Master find this reason too far-fetched, too ridiculous?"