Prime Minister's face was etched with the ravages of time and he cursed furiously: "What about the Concubine? She is far better than you, you venomous and vile woman! You've enjoyed decades of luxury in our house, yet you not only have failed to bear me a son but even had the heart to murder the son I've begged and pleaded for, how cruel and ruthless you are!"
Prime Minister tried to contain his anger, his eyes staring harshly at madam.
"Prime Minister, I truly did not commit such deeds." Madam's eyes were brimming with the impulse to cry.
How could Prime Minister scold her in front of this lowly woman! Has he forgotten that she is his Main Wife?
"The evidence is irrefutable, yet you still dare to deny it. My dear Hao is dead because of you." That scene which unfolded on the street was still fresh in Nineteenth Aunt's memory.
That dwarf, vicious like an evil spirit, taking her son's life in a single move, transforming him from a lively child to a lifeless corpse in an instant.
