Rebirth: Pampered by the Lord

East Wing Room.

The whole room was decorated very festively, with a pair of large red candles burning on the table.

A round table by the bed was filled with desserts and dishes, looking very sumptuous.

It was probably food arranged for the newlyweds, meant for drinking the cross-cupped wine.

Madam Wang, dressed in a full red wedding gown, sat upright by the bed, not daring to move, with a red veil still covering her head.

The maid, Xiao Cui, stood by her side.

Time ticked away, and the sky outside grew darker, turning pitch black in the blink of an eye.

Xiao Cui looked outside, then at Madam Wang, unable to hold back any longer.

"Madam, should I help you lift the veil? The Prince is seriously ill and probably won't come over."

Having sat for an entire evening, Madam Wang was also sore and aching, and upon hearing this, she swiftly lifted the veil off her head.

"Alas! The Prince is seriously ill, and waiting is in vain. Forget it, we won't wait."

Calculating the Shichen, it should be the latter half of the night by now; if the Prince were coming, he would have been here already.

"Xiao Cui, send someone to find out if there's any commotion from that little cheap person."

Xiao Cui was stunned for a moment: "Who? Do you mean Lady Li?"

"Are you stupid? Of course, I mean that little cheap person who entered the house with me today." Madam Wang was somewhat displeased, wondering why the servants around her were so dense.

Besides, so what if she's the legitimate eldest Miss of the General's Mansion? Her status is still not higher than my prostitute background, and tomorrow morning she still has to pour me tea and salute me.

Thinking of this, a cold smile appeared on Madam Wang's lips. From today onward, she would be the Princess Consort of the War Prince's Mansion; apart from the Prince, her words were of the highest authority. Thinking of this, she smiled triumphantly.

The heavily made-up Madam Wang parted her crimson lips and let out a chilling laugh.

Xiao Cui shivered inside, knowing full well that Madam Wang was no kind-hearted person. Previously, to achieve her aims, she had Xiao Cui frame Guard Long, who wouldn't budge, avoiding her like a mouse avoids a cat.

"I'll go find out immediately, my lady."

"Don't just stand there, you useless thing," Madam Wang's voice was very fierce.

"Yes."

Xiao Cui dared not linger for a moment and immediately exited the room, ready to gather news from the west wing room.

Madam Wang sat down by the round table and began eating gracefully with chopsticks.

Her demeanor, her posture, was as arrogant as could be.

Having endured years of silence and suffering, today she finally ascended to the position of Princess Consort, filled with the bliss of triumph. It seemed as if all past pains were merely paving the way for today.

Worth it, everything was worth it.

After all, it was unheard of for a prostitute to become a Princess Consort, and this marriage was personally decreed by the Emperor.

To outsiders, she seemed like a lucky one.

Of course, Madam Wang knew well the Emperor's reasons; he did this deliberately to humiliate the War Prince and also to manipulate her into working for him.

Soon, Xiao Cui came running back to report, "Princess Consort, Princess Consort, the west wing room is completely dark; they seem to have long gone to sleep."

Madam Wang put down her chopsticks, lifted her gaze, and smiled triumphantly, "Truly a country bumpkin just back from the countryside, without a hint of sense. She was ridiculed by a big white goose during the wedding ceremony and felt nothing at all, truly an idiot."

Madam Wang stood up, "The War Prince is seriously ill, so it seems we won't be able to perform the nuptial rites today. Since the little cheap person has gone to sleep, let's rest too."