Rebirth: Pampered by the Lord

Who would have thought, Xuexue couldn't understand what he was saying at all.

After several attempts, unable to hold back, Xuexue asked: "Guard Long, what's wrong with your eyes?"

Always blinking at her, what on earth does that mean?

Upon hearing this, Long Rui raised his eyes and glared fiercely at Long Yi, hoping he would provide a satisfactory answer.

Caught on the spot, Long Yi felt miserable inside. Madam Situ, isn't your behavior just causing trouble for him?

However, even if something has been done, it cannot be admitted in front of the Prince; otherwise, the consequences would be unimaginable!

Long Yi could only rub his eyes as he said, "Oh? It's… it's nothing, I've just had poor sleep recently, and my eyes are a bit sore."

Long Rui asked ominously, "Is that so?"

Long Yi, looking mournful, replied, "Yes, Prince. Last night, to investigate a case, I worked until dawn without closing my eyes. Sore eyes are normal."

This explanation seemed reasonable indeed.

Long Rui finally believed him and did not inquire further.

Long Yi secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, the Prince's eyes were too sharp; even a tiny clue could be seen through by him.

Thus, the news that the Princess Consort of War Prince, due to excessive jealousy, attempted to poison Madam Situ just a few days after the wedding, was discovered by the War Prince, prompting the immediate drafting of a letter of divorce and her expulsion from the War Prince's Mansion, spread like wind throughout the entire Capital.

The people continuously cursed Madam Wang, believing that, as a Prostitute by background, since she had climbed up to the Prince, she ought to adhere to her duties, serving the Prince well. Yet she was jealous for no reason, even going as far as attempting to poison someone, deservedly getting divorced by the Prince.

People initially felt it was unworthy for War Prince to marry such a Jealous Woman known to be promiscuous. They all said the Prince did well in divorcing her; such a Prostitute was never a match for the Prince.

Now, Madam Wang was divorced, and the entire Capital cheered, saying the Prince did well to divorce her; such a Prostitute was never a match for the Prince.

Imperial Palace, Imperial Study Room.

The Emperor angrily berated a woman before him.

"I barely managed to get you into the War Prince's Mansion and made you Princess Consort. Not only did you fail to act with caution, but you were also expelled from the War Prince's Mansion within a few days of marriage. Is that not shameful? Can you honestly say you're worthy of the cultivation and effort I invested in you?"

The woman was none other than Madam Wang.

After being penniless and expelled from the War Prince's Mansion, she indeed wished to leave the Royal Family and live her own carefree life. But thinking about how her parents' lives still hung in his hands made her uneasy, so she returned to the Imperial Palace to report to the Emperor about the occurrences at the War Prince's Mansion these past few days.

Upon hearing this, the Emperor was naturally very angry. This woman was his trump card, painstakingly placed beside the War Prince, hoping she would wield maximum power at crucial moments.

Who knew that over jealousy, she was chased out—could the Emperor not be furious?

"Calm down, Emperor, this servant knows her mistakes."

"It's come to this extent, knowing your mistakes is useless now. You cannot return to the War Prince's Mansion."

The Emperor, gasping with rage, wished he could strangle this fool himself, unable to see her own status; what qualifications did she have to be jealous!

Before the mighty Emperor, Madam Wang dared not say much, submissively kneeling on the ground.

"Fine, it was my mistake at the beginning, seeing with short-sightedness; you're just a piece of rotten wood, no matter how I carve, it'll be hard to make something great of you. You better go back to the Brothel and continue being the Oiran; you're not needed here." Looking at the timid woman before him, the Emperor reluctantly waved his hand.