After Transmigration, I Snag a Stunning Bigwig as My Husband-Chapter 752 - 750: Peace of Mind

It was getting late, and Su Jin was a bit tired, deciding to head back to the mansion.

She and Xie Jingchen walked towards the parked carriage.

As they walked, Xie Jingchen stopped, wrapping his arm around Su Jin and turning around.

Behind them.

A man stood there with four black-clad guards.

The man was strikingly the cousin of Princess Chengxian of the Prince Qi Mansion.

His gaze fell upon the flower lantern Su Jin was carrying, "Leave the flower lantern, and I’ll let you go."

Su Jin was speechless.

It’s just a flower lantern, is it necessary to send so many people to rob it?

Su Jin hugged the flower lantern, looking at Xie Jingchen, saying, "Perhaps we should just give him the lantern?"

"This is a birthday gift for you," Xie Jingchen replied.

"They have the advantage in numbers, our lives are more important."

Su Jin tossed the flower lantern forward.

The man caught the lantern steadily.

Su Jin pulled Xie Jingchen and turned to leave.

However, they did not let them go, and with an order, the four black-clad guards advanced.

Su Jin turned back angrily, "We gave you the lantern, what more do you want?"

"Too late!" the man replied coldly.

Making him lose face in front of his cousin was reason enough to demand their lives.

Even though the man wore a mask, his aura was extraordinary, his every move exerting an intangible pressure.

No one had made him feel this way before; he must eliminate them swiftly.

The black-clad guards charged forward, Xie Jingchen protected Su Jin, dodging to the side of the wall.

He pulled out the soft sword from his waist and began to fight with the black-clad guards.

Xie Jingchen’s martial arts skills were high, handling four opponents with no problem.

Seeing the situation, the man personally joined the fight.

However, he did not attack Xie Jingchen, targeting Su Jin instead, placing Xie Jingchen under pressure as he dealt with both the guards and protecting Su Jin.

But soon, Xie Jingchen gained the upper hand with the arrival of three additional helpers.

Chu Shun and the Heir of Marquis Beining arrived.

Even with just one more ally, the man was doomed, let alone two more?

The man, unable to win, turned and fled.

Chu Shun and the Heir of Marquis Beining wanted to chase after him but were stopped by Su Jin, "No need to chase."

"And leave sister-in-law’s flower lantern?" Chu Shun asked.

"Do you think it’s that easy to take my flower lantern?" Su Jin smiled.

"Within three days, he’ll obediently return the lantern."

"..."

Alright.

It’s like stealing a hot potato back home.

Leaning against the wall, the man with the mask asked, "What’s wrong?"

The Heir of Marquis Beining was troubled.

He appreciated Brother Zhao’s concern for him.

But he was too embarrassed to admit that he was involved in a fight, resulting in an injury on his behind that hurt considerably, needing some time to recuperate.

Recognizing Young Master Zhao’s voice, Su Jin glanced at him, then looked at Xie Jingchen, saying, "Why are you both wearing masks, did you return to the capital together?"

Xie Jingchen and Zhao Xu indeed returned to the capital together.

But wearing masks wasn’t a prearranged plan.

Zhao Xu greeted Su Jin, "Nice to meet you, cousin-in-law."

Since he called her cousin-in-law, it clearly indicated that he was aware of his own identity.

"There are wounds on my face, inconvenient to remove the mask, hope cousin-in-law can forgive me," Zhao Xu said.

Xie Jingchen furrowed his brow, "How did you get a wound on your face?"

Zhao Xu glanced at Chu Shun and the Heir of Marquis Beining.

Both looked up at the sky, as if it had nothing to do with them.

Earlier, when they just disembarked from the boat, a man approached them.

Holding a jade fan, elegant in demeanor.

Chu Shun and the Heir of Marquis Beining didn’t recognize the disguised Zhao Xu.

The two chatted and laughed as they walked away.

Zhao Xu walked over, placing an arm around their shoulders.

Before he could speak, Chu Shun and the Heir of Marquis Beining, thinking he was courting death, each grabbed one of Zhao Xu’s hands, turned, and punched him.

Zhao Xu, "..."

At that moment, he could barely see with his eyes swelling shut.

Zhao Xu, unaware of the Heir of Marquis Beining’s ordeal when returning to Nanliang, didn’t know they had given up the habit of putting arms around each other.

Changing his face and putting his arms around them was a deadly mistake.

The Heir of Marquis Beining was about to hit him again when Zhao Xu hurriedly said, "It’s me."

Familiar with the voice, the Heir of Marquis Beining and Chu Shun were stunned, "Brother Zhao?"

Zhao Xu tore off the human mask from his face, revealing his eyes bruised black and blue.

Looking like this, he was embarrassed to walk around and bought a mask to wear.

Not only Zhao Xu but Xie Jingchen had also disguised himself.

When he saw Su Jin, it wasn’t suitable to approach as a stranger, so they bought two masks on the spot.

Fearing for safety, Chu Shun and the others escorted Su Jin onto the carriage.

When night fell, the crowds watching the flower lanterns gradually dispersed.

Watching the carriage go farther, the Heir of Marquis Beining looked at Chu Shun and said, "Will Prince NanAn be alright?"

"What could possibly happen to him?" Chu Shun replied.

"The heir of Duke Chong wasn’t drowned, but I’m worried he might send someone to retaliate against Prince NanAn."

Chu Shun felt reassured, "How could the heir of Duke Chong guess that Prince NanAn is still on the boat?"

"We’re not going to stay on the boat to guard him, are we?"

"..."

That certainly wasn’t going to happen.

For those aware, they’re worried about Prince NanAn. For others, they might suspect they have peculiar hobbies.

Everyone headed to their respective homes.

One could say Prince NanAn was rather unfortunate at the moment.

Fainting on the bed, unconscious.

Nie Yao wrapped herself in a quilt and cautiously reached out to check if Prince NanAn was still breathing.

The maid cried, "Miss, does the Prince live...is he still alive?"

The maid’s face was pale, her legs trembling uncontrollably.

On the floor lay a shattered vase.

The maid, eyeing the fragments, wished she could pick them up to slit her wrists and thereby apologize with her life.

Prince NanAn had thrown the heir of Duke Chong off the boat.

The servants left on the boat were eliminated and disposed of.

The maid had initially been pushed aside and hit her head on the boat, fainting from the blow.

Recognizing her as one of theirs, Chu Shun and his companions didn’t bother with the maid.

When the maid awoke, she heard her own lady crying out in pain. 𝘧𝘳𝘦ℯ𝓌𝘦𝒷𝘯𝑜𝑣𝘦𝓁.𝒸𝘰𝓂

Feeling distressed, she grabbed the vase from the table, crept to the bedside, and struck it hard against Prince NanAn’s head.

Only after hitting did she realize it was a misunderstanding.

Prince NanAn had just saved her lady, risking his life, and she had mistaken him for the heir of Duke Chong, knocking him out.

Afraid he wouldn’t be knocked unconscious, she’d used all her strength.

The maid feared she might have killed him.

Such a mistake, even a thousand deaths wouldn’t be enough for atonement.

Nie Yao reached out to check Prince NanAn’s breathing through the quilt.

Fortunately.

He was still breathing...

The heart lodged in her throat settled slightly, and she hurriedly got dressed.

Her movements made her bones creak audibly.

There was a mark of bright red on the sheets, like plum blossoms blooming in the winter snow.

Nie Yao’s face flushed crimson.

She hastily pulled the quilt to cover it and also covered Prince NanAn.

At this point, neither the mistress nor the maid knew what to do.

The boat held only the three of them.

Neither Nie Yao nor the maid knew how to steer the boat or how to wake up Prince NanAn.

Thus, Prince NanAn lay in bed.

Nie Yao and her maid watched over him all night.

Prince NanAn, "..."

He just knew brothers couldn’t be relied upon.

Collapsing onto the bed, senseless.

Nie Yao wrapped in blankets, cautiously reaching out to check if Prince NanAn was still alive.

Thankfully.

As she felt the air returning, the panic that had lodged in her throat subsided, and she quickly began to dress.

Her body trembled, and her face flushed like the delicate blossoms of the plum tree in winter’s snow.

The prince, well...

Knowing full well that brothers are unreliable.

Once hit on the head, it throbbed for half a month as he lay unconscious.