After Transmigration, I Snag a Stunning Bigwig as My Husband-Chapter 779 - 777 Relaxation

A carriage was parked far from the execution ground facing it.

The curtain of the carriage was lifted slightly.

The eldest daughter of Uncle Wen Yuan’s Mansion turned pale.

She shook and trembled uncontrollably.

She watched the executioner bring down the blade, and the head of the Heir of Duke Chong rolled off.

Blood splattered three feet high.

That was her husband.

Although the grand wedding procession had not yet come to marry her in, Duke Chong’s Mansion disdained her as just a daughter of a declining Uncle’s Mansion.

Especially since this Uncle’s Mansion was on the verge of collapse and would soon face confiscation and exile.

Moreover, she had been used by the eldest daughter of Duke Chong’s Mansion, Shangguan Feng’er, and her reputation was ruined by Su Jin, leading to their disdain.

But none of this changed the fact that she already belonged to the Heir of Duke Chong.

Before she could marry, the Heir of Duke Chong was killed.

What should she do?!

The eldest daughter of Uncle Wen Yuan’s Mansion was terrified and restless, her body trembling like a sieve.

The maid held her hand tightly, trying to calm her down.

Not many knew about her losing her innocence to the Heir of Duke Chong; as long as it was well concealed, it wouldn’t hinder her future marriage.

Even though the Heir of Duke Chong was now dead, he had once saved her life.

Duke Chong would not fail to help Uncle Wen Yuan’s Mansion.

As long as Uncle Wen Yuan’s Mansion still stood, she could leave the Capital City, far away, and surely she would find a husband.

The fake Old Madam of Prince Zhenbei Mansion once eloped in her youth, yet eventually rose to become the esteemed Duchess of Zhen, enjoying a lifetime of glory and riches!

The Heir of Duke Chong’s body was brought back, and the crowd at the execution ground dispersed.

Duke Chong’s Mansion.

Duchess Chong lay weeping on the coffin.

Duke Chong’s eyes were bloodshot, glistening with unshed tears.

But his tears did not fall.

His eldest legitimate son was gone.

No matter how heartbroken, it was futile; what he needed to do was avenge him, so he could rest in peace.

Duchess Chong held deep hatred.

She hated Princess Shouning and the Empress.

Killing a princess is a capital crime.

But if Princess Shouning had asked the Emperor to spare her son before she died, the Emperor might have granted her last wish and merely exiled the Heir of Duke Chong.

No matter how far the exile, as long as he lived, there was hope.

It’s a pity Princess Shouning stayed at Prince NanAn Mansion and only returned to the palace before her marriage. By then, the palace gates were locked, and no one could enter.

Princess Shouning was dead, but the Empress remained.

Unfortunately, Duke Chong and the Empress Dowager proposing Princess Shouning’s political marriage broke the Empress’ heart.

Their son was their heart, but wasn’t her daughter hers too?!

They disliked Princess Shouning and were disappointed in her; the Empress had no words.

But to send her daughter off to a political marriage was too heartbreaking for the Empress.

When her brother and sister-in-law treated her this way, how could she treat her nephew kindly? The Empress couldn’t do it.

Moreover, even if the Empress pleaded for the Heir of Duke Chong, the Emperor wouldn’t agree.

Duchess Chong was heartbroken.

But the one she hated most was undeniably Su Jin.

If not for her, Princess Shouning wouldn’t have ended up in Baihua Building, causing it to be sealed off and then rescued by Prince NanAn.

Moreover, the one who truly saved her wasn’t Prince NanAn at all.

He merely appeared at the most timely moment.

Appearing when Princess Shouning was most helpless, he captured her heart with one blow.

If she hadn’t plotted against Princess Chengxian and been summoned to the palace by the Empress Dowager, without her carriage, how could Princess Shouning have escaped the palace to rescue Prince NanAn, ultimately leading to her son’s death?!

She was like a disaster star!

Both of them were disasters!

Duchess Chong wished she could tear Su Jin into pieces, drawn and quartered.

Princess Duanhui felt a twinge of guilt.

Although the issue didn’t start because of her, she spoke of the political marriage to the Empress Dowager, unintentionally letting the Empress hear it, hurting her heart, an indisputable fact.

She consoled Duchess Chong, asking her to take care of herself.

After leaving Duke Chong’s Mansion, she went to Prince Zhenbei Mansion.

Of course, she wasn’t seeking Su Jin, but Princess Nanzhang.

She had been back in the Capital for so long but hadn’t had a good conversation with Princess Nanzhang.

She and Princess Nanzhang grew up together, closer than sisters; she knew her better than anyone.

The Prince Zhenbei Mansion had been seized, yet she didn’t say a word; this wasn’t like her.

Princess Nanzhang felt bitter in her heart, "I was the one who entered the palace to push for the Heir’s marriage, what else could I do?"

"In the mansion, the Heir protects her, the Princess Consort protects her, the Prince and the Old Prince protect her. Outside the mansion, there’s the Marquis Dongxiang and the Emperor."

"She can do as she pleases, with no consequence for murder or arson."

Princess Duanhui also knew that Princess Nanzhang was having a hard time.

"Just endure it silently like this?" She felt that Princess Nanzhang was not that kind of person.

Princess Nanzhang glanced at Princess Duanhui and said, "Nanliang covets Daqi greedily, and I predict it won’t be long before the Old Prince, the Prince, and others have to go to the battlefield. I don’t want to cause any trouble at this time, lest they worry about affairs at the Duke Mansion while on the border."

Hmm.

The words sounded noble, forbearance for the greater good.

The hidden meaning, however, was clear to everyone.

Once war breaks out, Marquis Dongxiang and the Prince, the Old Prince will definitely go to the battlefront.

Xie Jingchen, as the Heir of Prince Zhenbei, is sure to go too.

With everyone protecting Su Jin leaving, isn’t there a chance to deal with her?

Just a matter of a month or two, and she can wait.

Lying low is right, but Su Jin’s medical skills are superb; ordinary means are useless against her.

If she stays in the mansion and doesn’t go anywhere, they truly can’t do anything to her.

After staying for a while, Princess Nanzhang saw Princess Duanhui out of the mansion.

When passing by the garden, Su Jin was admiring the flowers, and Xingxing was chasing butterflies.

The master and servant were leisurely, in an annoyingly good mood.

In such a large Prince Mansion, perhaps only the master and servant remained in such a good mood.

The second and third rooms were in a slump.

The Heir of Duke Chong was Princess Nanzhang’s nephew and got beheaded just like that. How could they be in a good mood?

Since Su Jin married Xie Jingchen, Princess Nanzhang’s mood hadn’t been good either.

Princess Nanzhang retracted her cold gaze and continued forward. 𝚏𝐫𝚎𝗲𝕨𝐞𝐛𝕟𝚘𝐯𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝗺

Not far away, Xie Jingchen walked over with the Hidden Guards.

Descending the steps, Xie Jingchen rubbed his forehead.

The Hidden Guard asked, "Is the Young Master worried about the Heir’s wife?"

Xie Jingchen sighed, "Things are so untimely. I just promised to take her to Long Bridge for relief in two days, and Father wants me to leave the Capital for business."

"Young Master, just leave the Capital with peace of mind unless someone is tired of living and dares to provoke the Heir’s wife," the Hidden Guard replied.

"I alone am more than enough to protect her."

The two went down the steps towards the garden.

But hearing their conversation, Princess Nanzhang gritted her teeth secretly.

Princess Duanhui let out a series of cold laughs.

In the garden,

Xingxing couldn’t catch the butterfly no matter what and was jumping anxiously.

Su Jin also got interested and used a net to catch the butterfly.

But she was always one step too slow.

The net swung forward, but the butterfly had already flown away.

The butterfly flew past Xie Jingchen, and with a stretch of his hand, he caught it.

Su Jin, "..."

Xingxing, "..."

"Catching butterflies like that is meaningless," said Su Jin jealously.

Xie Jingchen released his hand, and the butterfly flew away.

Fuming, Su Jin glared at him.

Xie Jingchen couldn’t help but chuckle, full of affection, "This garden must be getting boring. I’ll take you to Long Bridge in a couple of days for some relief."

"Long Bridge?" Su Jin raised her eyebrows.

"Is it the Long Bridge we’ve been to before?"

"No taking off shoes and socks," Xie Jingchen said.

"..."

"Isn’t that boring?" Su Jin replied.

"Not going."

"..."

The Hidden Guard was suffocating in silence.

The Heir’s wife seemed to always be outside everyone’s plans.

Not just the enemies, but also her own people.

A spark flickered in Xie Jingchen’s eyes as he gritted his teeth and said, "I’ll let you take off shoes and socks, but this is the last time."

Su Jin twisted her eyebrows.

He was this agreeable?

She looked at Xie Jingchen and said, "Why do I smell a conspiracy?"

Xie Jingchen, "..."

"Then I shouldn’t go even more," Su Jin resolutely said.

"..."

This woman.

The enemies have taken the bait, but she hasn’t yet.