Rebirth: Pampered by the Lord

"Yes!"

Seeing the small package in Madam Wang's hand, Xiao Cui's heart finally settled. She stepped forward to Madam Wang and said respectfully, "Princess Consort!"

Madam Wang mysteriously placed the small package in her hand and instructed, "Find a way to put these things into that little cheap person's meal. If you succeed, I won't punish you."

Little cheap person? Who is that?

Xiao Cui was puzzled. As far as she knew, any woman near the Prince was called a little cheap person by the Princess Consort, so she really didn't know who the Princess Consort referred to this time.

"Princess Consort, who exactly is it?"

"Ah, how can you be so dumb?" Madam Wang glared at her fiercely, "In the entire War Prince's Mansion, who is always giving us trouble?"

"Lady Li?"

"No."

"Lady Zhang?"

"No."

"Lady Hua."

"Oh my goodness! You pig-headed fool, are you dumb? Guessing wrong all the time, it's Situ's little cheap woman!" Unable to endure Xiao Cui's stupidity, Madam Wang simply revealed it.

"Ah? So it's her!"

"Indeed, not taking her life makes it hard to quell the Princess Consort's hatred," Madam Wang recalled the incident in the west wing room earlier and gritted her teeth in hatred. For that little cheap person, the Prince refused to help her.

No wonder the Princess Consort was being nice, not punishing her, because she wanted her to do such a wicked thing.

Xiao Cui felt bitter inside. If she did it and got discovered, she'd be doomed. If she didn't, knowing this secret certainly wouldn't let her off the hook. Dying sooner or later, surviving a few more days would be hopeful. Better delay a bit; maybe Heaven would open its eyes, and no one would find out!

"Yes."

Despite the fear in Xiao Cui's heart, under Madam Wang's menacing gaze, her trembling hands accepted the medicine and carefully tucked it into her bosom.

"How are you planning to drug?"

"Go... go... to the kitchen."

"Yes, remember, be smart, don't get caught."

"Yes."

"Go then."

As Xiao Cui turned to leave, Madam Wang called her back, "Xiao Cui, come back, come back."

Xiao Cui turned around and looked at the Old Madam with a puzzled expression, "Princess Consort, what's the matter?"

"Come here."

"Okay!"

Xiao Cui returned to Madam Wang, standing respectfully.

"Do you know? Every night, a servant boy sends meals to the west wing room..."

At this point, Madam Wang stopped, looking at Xiao Cui with deep meaning, a faint smile on her lips. No matter how it seemed, it was full of malice.

Xiao Cui shivered all over, "Princess Consort, what do you mean?"

"That servant boy is in his early twenties, unable to find a good girl because of his status as a slave, still unmarried, very anxious."

Once Madam Wang spoke, Xiao Cui understood. She was meant to seduce this servant boy. Her feelings were mixed and complex; as a maid, she felt like a prostitute in a brothel, having to occasionally sleep with men.

"Princess Consort, can I not go?"

"No."

"Without sleeping with him, is another way possible?"

"Are you dumb? For such a serious matter like murder, if you don't give something, would someone be willing to take the blame for you?"

Hearing the word murder, Xiao Cui's face changed. Imperial court law was clear: the killer must repay with their life, which she understood well. Thus, biting her lip, she seemed to make a decision, "Okay, I agree."

Madam Wang smiled upon hearing this, "No hurry in this matter, let me give you a few days to prepare."

"Yes."