After Transmigration, I Snag a Stunning Bigwig as My Husband-Chapter 729 - 728 Helping

Madam Wen Yuan was furious beyond measure.

Angry and worried, she didn’t even have the strength to stand up from her chair.

The Criminal Department Steward on the other side had just organized the words Madam Wen Yuan had spoken into a confession, and brought it to her for signature and seal.

Madam Wen Yuan glared coldly at Marquis Dongxiang, "You set me up?!"

"In deference to Old Master, I won’t do anything to the Wenyuan Bo Mansion."

"But if you don’t sign this confession today, you’ll go keep Wen Yuan company in jail."

Marquis Dongxiang was fed up with the shamelessness of the Wenyuan Bo Mansion.

Forcing her to admit to the sterility medicine was to give Mrs. Tang some peace.

He didn’t want Madam Wen Yuan kneeling at the Dongxiang Marquis Mansion gates every day until the Wenyuan Bo Mansion case was resolved.

He found it tiresome.

He just didn’t expect this issue of the sterility medicine to be connected to Princess Qi.

This, however, resolved a major concern for him.

Although Mrs. Tang married him under a false identity, when Su Jin’s real heritage got publicly unveiled, she was known as the eldest daughter of the Wenyuan Bo Mansion, and the palace maid Tantan beside Consort Yun couldn’t hide her identity.

She had an engagement with Prince Qi, and Prince Qi was in league with Duke Chong.

Even with just knee-thought, they would cling to this point relentlessly.

By then, rumors would be enough to hurt Mrs. Tang.

Now with this confession in hand, and the Vice Minister, the Master, and the government officials as witnesses, Princess Qi would face downfall before berating Mrs. Tang.

A woman so jealous that she poisons the concubine with sterility medicine before she even enters the door.

Which woman would be willing to jump into such a pit of fire?

Mrs. Tang was a smart woman, and she acted shrewdly.

By the time the truth is revealed, public opinion will be on Mrs. Tang’s side.

Holding this confession, Marquis Dongxiang needn’t worry about Mrs. Tang being harmed.

As for him, if rumors could hurt him, he wouldn’t have been a playboy back then.

The confession was made in duplicate.

Madam Wen Yuan refused outright to press her fingerprint, but with the Vice Minister’s raised hand, two government officials pressed her hand to mark the print.

Madam Wen Yuan’s face turned as white as paper.

The Vice Minister looked at Marquis Dongxiang and said, "Back then, when Old Wen Yuan Bo was wronged and the Wenyuan Bo Mansion confiscated and exiled, it was your wife who fled to the capital to overturn the verdict, clearing the Wenyuan Bo Mansion’s name, allowing the Wenyuan Bo to inherit the title as a half-brother."

"As a brother, he couldn’t right the father’s wrongs, couldn’t care for his legitimate sister, and after benefiting from her, not only did he fail to repay but even schemed with outsiders to ruin her life. Truly a heartless person."

"Your wife was so heartbroken she couldn’t acknowledge her brother and sister-in-law."

"If he could be so ruthless to a benefactor sister, how could he be kind to others?"

This statement nearly confirmed the truth of the Imperial Censor’s impeachment against Wenyuan Bo.

Madam Wen Yuan staggered, upsetting the teacup and snacks on the table.

The spilled tea didn’t corrode the floor.

Although Marquis Dongxiang had instructed the maid to put arsenic in the tea, the maid had only used flour.

Poisoning in front of the Vice Minister would be illegal.

Besides, there was no arsenic in the Dongxiang Marquis Mansion.

Steward Lin escorted Madam Wen Yuan out.

For the sake of the old Duke, the Dongxiang Marquis Mansion would avoid interfering with the Wenyuan Bo Mansion.

If she caused trouble at the mansion gates again, there’d be real anger facing her from the Dongxiang Marquis Mansion.

Having finished his work, the Vice Minister prepared to take his leave.

Marquis Dongxiang gave him a copy of the confession, then said, "Sorry we had to trouble Lord Lin to enter through the back door today."

Madam Wen Yuan had been waiting at the Dongxiang Marquis Mansion gates for half a day.

Without confirming there were no outsiders, she wouldn’t dare say anything.

Who would have guessed the Vice Minister would come, and enter through the back door?

This trap she fell into without warning.

By the time she realized, she couldn’t climb out.

Lord Lin smiled, "Marquis, no need to be so polite. It’s my privilege to assist you."

It was only because the Minister of the Ministry of Justice wasn’t in the Capital. Otherwise, it wouldn’t have been his turn.

Marquis Dongxiang escorted him out of the mansion.

He entered through the side door and left through the main door.

Poor the young servant from Duke Chong’s Mansion was standing guard outside, dumbfounded at the Vice Minister’s departure.

He had stood outside the whole time, so when did the Vice Minister enter the mansion? How did he not know?

The Vice Minister rode away on horseback.

Marquis Dongxiang watched him leave, then spoke to the young servant from Duke Chong’s Mansion, "Go back and tell Duke Chong I’m inviting him to a banquet at the Drunken Immortal Pavilion half an hour later."

The young servant from Duke Chong’s Mansion, "...."

Inviting his Duke master?

Did he hear wrong?

Not only was the young servant from Duke Chong’s Mansion confused, but even Steward Lin and Young Master Su were baffled.

What kind of medicine was his father selling in his gourd?

Young Master Su furrowed his little brows in thought.

News of Marquis Dongxiang inviting Duke Chong to a meal reached Mrs. Tang like the wind.

Mrs. Tang couldn’t care about her sadness anymore, and hurried to the front yard, looking at Marquis Dongxiang, "Why the sudden invitation for Duke Chong?"

Marquis Dongxiang looked at her slightly red eyes and said, "Consider it as a son-in-law’s filial duty to his father-in-law."

"You need not beg Duke Chong on my behalf...,"

Mrs. Tang shook her head and said.

Nobody understood better than her how much Marquis Dongxiang wished to bring Duke Chong to justice.

He, a proud man, would implore Duke Chong for her, Mrs. Tang couldn’t bear it.

If her brother treated her well, it would be fine, but unfortunately, he hadn’t.

Even she couldn’t gather enough resolve, let alone asking Marquis Dongxiang to.

Marquis Dongxiang smiled, "I’ve already invited him, it’s too late to take it back now."

"Though Duke Chong may not necessarily accept my invitation."

Mrs. Tang said nothing more.

Back to Duke Chong, when he heard from the young servant that Marquis Dongxiang invited him to eat at the Drunken Immortal Pavilion.

Duke Chong was puzzled.

Inviting him to a meal?

Did Marquis Dongxiang take the wrong medication?

Manager Wang looked at Duke Chong and asked, "Will the Duke be attending?"

If he was not attending, a notice to the Dongxiang Marquis Mansion would be in order.

This was etiquette.

Although the two mansions are not on speaking terms, we cannot let others seize this as an advantage.

Moreover, the Old Duke Chong is still staying at the Dongxiang Marquis Mansion.

"I won’t go!" the Duke Chong declared decisively.

Manager Wang withdrew.

However, just as he turned around, the Duke Chong said, "Come back."

Manager Wang looked at him.

The Duke Chong furrowed his brow and said, "If I don’t go, it would seem like I’m afraid of him."

"I’ll give him this face!"

Dark Guard Li Zhong, feeling uneasy, went to the Drunken Immortal Pavilion early to book a private room, just in case Marquis Dongxiang tried any tricks.

Half an hour later, the Duke Chong arrived in a soft sedan chair in front of the Drunken Immortal Pavilion.

Inside the private room, Marquis Dongxiang was drinking tea.

The Duke Chong walked in and said, "What kind of wind is blowing today that you would actually invite me to a banquet."

Marquis Dongxiang looked at him and said, "I am a person who always repays kindness. If you didn’t give me face and attend this meal, I might really not be able to sleep tonight."

"Repay kindness?" The Duke Chong’s brow furrowed.

What deed of kindness had he done for Marquis Dongxiang?

Marquis Dongxiang invited the Duke Chong to sit.

The Duke Chong sat opposite him and said, "Speak plainly."

Marquis Dongxiang smiled, "The Duke has done something I’ve wanted to do for years but couldn’t. I’m so gratified that if I didn’t express my thanks with a meal, my conscience wouldn’t be at ease."

The Duke Chong, "...."

"What matter?" The Duke Chong’s face turned gloomy.

"Naturally, it’s about Uncle Wen Yuan being imprisoned."

"...."

Swoosh!

The Duke Chong’s face instantly elongated into a horse face.

Is he thanking him?

This is calling him over to stab him in the chest!

Marquis Dongxiang poured wine for the Duke Chong.

The Duke Chong picked up the cup and drank it in one gulp.

As he put the cup down, he caught a glimpse of the smug satisfaction in Marquis Dongxiang’s eyes.

The Duke Chong suddenly sobered up considerably.

This must be a conspiracy!

When something unusual happens, there must be a plot!

If Marquis Dongxiang wanted to provoke him, he could have done it at court. There’s no need to wait until now.

Madam Wen Yuan knelt at the door for half a day before finally entering the mansion.

She had just left when Marquis Dongxiang invited him for this meal...

Is there anything in this world he wants to do but can’t?

He even dared to strike the Emperor!

This remark is certainly meant to provoke him, to make him stop investigating further.

Such a petty trick, how could it fool him?

At this meal, both Marquis Dongxiang and the Duke Chong were quite delighted.

The two finished eating and descended the stairs together, exhibiting camaraderie like true allies.

The diners widened their eyes.

It was a well-known fact that Marquis Dongxiang and the Duke Chong were like fire and water.

Now they’re eating together?

Indeed, there are no eternal enemies, only eternal interests.

But who knows if it was Marquis Dongxiang who fell or if he led the Duke Chong onto the righteous path?

In the private room upstairs, Prince NanAn and the others watched as Marquis Dongxiang rode away from the window.

The four of them were still in a daze.

They rubbed their eyes repeatedly, ensuring they were not mistaken— that was indeed Marquis Dongxiang.

Marquis Dongxiang and the Duke Chong dining together, has the sun risen in the west?

"Who paid for this meal?" Prince NanAn curiously asked.

"Need you ask, it must be the Duke Chong," the Eldest Young Master of Duke Dingguo asserted.

The Heir of Marquis Beining called over a young waiter to inquire.

The young waiter smiled, "It was paid for by Marquis Dongxiang."

The group, including Chu Shun, exchanged glances.

Marquis Dongxiang paid?!

Wasn’t it the Dongxiang Marquis Mansion’s tradition to host and have others pay?

Marquis Dongxiang actually footed the bill himself?

"There must be something amiss."

The four of them spoke in unison.

On the way back to the mansion, Steward Lin looked at Marquis Dongxiang and said, "Marquis, it seems the Duke Chong was not fooled...."

"I never intended to fool him," Marquis Dongxiang replied.

"...."

"The Duke Chong is naturally suspicious. The more I want him to believe something, the less he will believe it."

"...."

Marquis Dongxiang genuinely appreciated him.

But in the Duke Chong’s eyes, it was Marquis Dongxiang trying to provoke him, urging him to spare the Uncle Wen Yuan’s Mansion, which he could not allow to happen.

He intended to totally crush the Uncle Wen Yuan’s Mansion.

Steward Lin mourned for Uncle Wen Yuan, saying, "But you promised to help Madam...."

Marquis Dongxiang shot a sidelong glance, "Did I not help?"

Steward Lin, "...."

He helped.

But it was actually a hindrance.

Nonetheless, it wasn’t Marquis’s fault, as he always accompanied him, genuinely seeming to help.

Unfortunately, the Duke Chong’s suspicion was too deep, taking many more twists and turns than others.

It turned an excellent plan into a blunder.

He even thought he saw through the Marquis’s little schemes, happily enjoying the meal.

If the Duke Chong knew, he’d surely be livid enough to spit blood.

Know your enemy and yourself, and you’ll never lose a battle; it’s absolutely true.