After Transmigration, I Snag a Stunning Bigwig as My Husband-Chapter 707: Enduring

Uncle Wen Yuan never expected that when he delivered himself to the door, just getting a punch and kick from the Dongxiang Marquis Mansion would be considered light.

Mrs. Jiang couldn’t leave the mansion, otherwise, she’d definitely scold him till he bled.

Back then, in the pursuit of power and wealth, he ignored Consort Yun’s advice, sacrificing his own sister’s lifelong happiness for glory and riches.

If he wasn’t the only surviving heir of the Wenyuan Bo Mansion, considering the Old Master’s face, Madam would endure it all despite her anger and resentment.

Did they think they could live peacefully until now?!

With just a wave of the Marquis’s hand, he could have died a hundred times over.

Knowing Madam’s identity and thinking of the disgraceful things he did, how dare he approach looking to form a connection, instead of hiding far away?!

Mrs. Tang was furious in her heart.

Mrs. Jiang’s anger was all over her face.

She didn’t have Mrs. Tang’s composure or patience, she wished she could skin the Wenyuan Bo couple alive!

Simply relying on being the only heir of the Wenyuan Bo Mansion, Madam couldn’t sever the family line even in anger, hence such shamelessness.

Mrs. Jiang was so angry that her chest hurt, making it hard to breathe.

Mrs. Tang supported her to sit down, pouring her tea, "Calm down, it’s not worth getting sick over them."

"I know it’s not worth it, but I just can’t swallow it," said Mrs. Jiang.

"How dare they treat Madam like that and still have the face to acknowledge kinship?!"

"They’ve utterly disgraced the Old Master’s reputation!"

Mrs. Jiang was filled with hatred.

Madam suffered so much to clear the Wenyuan Bo Mansion’s injustice.

It’s a pity Madam didn’t have legitimate brothers, leaving loopholes for a concubine-born child, causing her own misery in the end.

Though life is better now, Mrs. Jiang will always remember the hardships Mrs. Tang endured to have children.

Were it not for the difficulties with heirs, the Marquis wouldn’t have only one young master under his knees.

Even slicing the Wenyuan Bo couple into a thousand pieces wouldn’t ease the resentment, not to mention the loss of her daughter’s life.

He sure picked the right time to come; if the Marquis were home, he’d surely send him back missing an arm or a leg!

Mrs. Tang suddenly remembered something, asking, "Where’s Chongchong?"

"The Eldest Young Master found it noisy at the gate, so he rode out through the backdoor," said the maid.

As to where he went, the maid didn’t know.

Meanwhile, Su Chong was on horseback, watching a carriage race towards the riverbank.

With a splash.

People and the carriage together plunged into the river.

The ones inside were none other than the Wenyuan Bo couple who just got beaten up without gaining any advantage earlier.

They thrashed about in the water, shouting for help, but few could swim, so everyone tried using a bamboo pole to save them.

The pole was a bit short, unable to reach them.

The cries for help grew weaker and weaker.

After they had swallowed enough water and were only left with a breath, Su Chong leaped down, grabbed them out of the water, and tossed them onto the shore.

Clapping his hands, he left gracefully.

Prince NanAn and his companions walked over, saying, "We thought Brother Su would stand by and do nothing."

"How could I neglect saving a life?" Su Chong laughed and said.

"Saving a life is more meritorious than building a seven-story pagoda."

"...."

Chu Shun patted Su Chong’s shoulder and whispered, "Had I not seen you throw stones with my own eyes, I might have actually believed it."

Su Chong, "...."

Prince NanAn looked at Su Chong, curious, "Why let them fall into the water and then rescue them?"

"There are always some people in the world you wish to kill but have to tolerate," Su Chong said wistfully.

"...."

"So Brother Su plans to have these people he can’t kill wander on the edge of death whenever he can?"

"...."

"You’ve got an interesting idea there," Su Chong said.

"...."

"Help me think about all the ways to die, and I’ll have them try each one," Su Chong humbly asked for advice.

"...."

Prince NanAn and his friends looked at each other in disbelief.

What grudge, what hatred could this be?

Wanting to play Wenyuan Bo to death?

The incident of Uncle Wen Yuan getting beaten when he went to recognize kinship at the Dongxiang Marquis Mansion hadn’t spread yet, so Prince NanAn and his friends didn’t know.

Since it happened at the front gate of Dongxiang Marquis Mansion, it would inevitably spread.

The old matter from fifteen years ago naturally surfaced again, becoming a topic of gossip on the streets.

Prince NanAn and his peers sat in a private room of the Drunken Immortal Pavilion, listening to the discussions downstairs.

Some didn’t believe Mrs. Tang was the first daughter of the Wenyuan Bo Mansion who fell off a cliff and drowned.

Some firmly believed it.

Back then, the eldest daughter of the Wenyuan Bo Mansion went to the capital alone to overturn her father’s case, aided by the Dongxiang Marquis and Heir of Duke Xian.

She even served as a palace maid beside Consort Yun for two years.

Now that the princess identity of Princess Consort Zhenbei has been exposed, although it’s unclear why the Emperor hasn’t formally acknowledged her as a princess, the mystery of how the Little Princess left the Imperial Palace remains unsolved.

With such connections, it’s quite possible the Dongxiang Marquis’s wife is indeed the supposedly dead eldest daughter of the Wenyuan Bo Mansion from then.

Then—

A new question emerged.

"Back then, the eldest daughter of the Wenyuan Bo Mansion fell off a cliff and drowned on her wedding journey. Who do you think she was set to marry?" someone gossiped.

Though there was no formal wedding, so it wasn’t a real marriage.

But having sat in the bridal sedan chair, with a matchmaker involved, being said to have drowned but didn’t die, and not returning to her family, it was akin to fleeing the marriage.

Such a smart girl perished so young, so many felt regret for her would-be husband’s family.

But no one knew whom she was to marry.

The gossip reached all ears, and the Heir of Marquis Beining suddenly realized and said, "Now I understand why Brother Su acted as he did."

Prince NanAn and the others looked at him. 𝒻𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝘯𝘰𝑣ℯ𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝘮

The Heir of Marquis Beining admired Su Chong, "Steward Lin beat up Uncle Wen Yuan, thus the Dongxiang Marquis would surely be impeached by the Imperial Censor for lack of discipline. Brother Su publicly saved Uncle Wen Yuan, could the Imperial Censor still impeach the Dongxiang Marquis?"

This is giving you a punched fist and then a sweet date dipped in poison.

But from Su Chong’s actions, they could deduce that the Dongxiang Marquis’s wife really was the elder daughter of the Wenyuan Bo Mansion, supposedly dead by drowning back then.

The Eldest Young Master of Duke Dingguo Mansion looked around and said, "The Dongxiang Marquis Mansion is full of secrets; I’m starting to suspect even Young Master Su was picked up."

The Dongxiang Marquis is the second master of the Jibei Marquis Mansion.

The Dongxiang Marquis’s wife was the eldest daughter lost from the Wenyuan Bo Mansion fifteen years ago.

The eldest son, Su Chong, is the Eldest Young Master of Duke Chong’s Mansion.

The eldest daughter is the Emperor’s daughter.

Only one Young Master Su remains...

Could he be the exception?

Prince NanAn munched on fruit and said, "If someone guesses now that he’s a prince from Nanliang or Beimo, I wouldn’t doubt it."

But he’s now more curious about whose bridal sedan the Dongxiang Marquis’s wife was involved in the accident.

Duke Chong’s Mansion.

When the Duke returned from court, he heard about Uncle Wen Yuan being beaten for demanding kinship recognition.

At first, the Duke didn’t understand, "Demand what kinship?"

"It’s said the Dongxiang Marquis’s wife is the long-lost eldest daughter of the Wenyuan Bo Mansion, indeed Uncle Wen Yuan’s sister," explained Manager Wang.

"It’s her?!" the Duke exclaimed.

No wonder he found her somewhat familiar when he first met her on Qingyun Mountain.

Looking closer, she seemed unfamiliar again.

He had seen the palace maid following Consort Yun before.

The Empress had suffered quite a bit at her hands.

If it weren’t for the Empress Dowager supporting her, without Uncle Wen Yuan pressuring Consort Yun to bring her back to the mansion as a brother, the Empress wouldn’t have had the chance to ascend to the throne.

Back then, to avoid marrying Prince Qi as a concubine, she didn’t hesitate to jump off a cliff; even he had praised her lofty spirit and fiery nature, but he hadn’t expected she had used the Golden Cicada Shedding its Skin stratagem.

This incident will certainly be lively to watch.

"Send word to Prince Qi, saying that the concubine who supposedly drowned before entering his gates is still alive."