After Transmigration, I Snag a Stunning Bigwig as My Husband-Chapter 837 - 834: Don’t Worry

Su Jin spoke casually, but the Princess Consort clearly felt something was off.

No one has ever sat in this pavilion for two whole hours.

Either they’d talk in the prince’s study or go somewhere else.

This pavilion was built more for decoration than for practical use.

Yet Su Jin’s expression made it seem like there was nothing concerning; who could guess that Su Jin was actually guarding the doorway here?

A dignified princess guarding the door, especially the Emperor’s favorite princess; now that was something to show off.

The Princess Consort sat down; Su Jin conveniently took her pulse.

The Princess Consort had been experiencing morning sickness before, but it’s much better now. Her once thin face from not eating regained fullness with a rosy complexion, and her pulse was good.

Su Jin described it objectively from a doctor’s perspective, but the Princess Consort merely saw her as a prospective daughter-in-law and promptly hinted at having children.

Su Jin, "...."

Can we still chat properly?

If it were any other day, Su Jin would certainly have used this as a chance to leave, but now she was tied down guarding the door and couldn’t go.

Su Jin braced herself to chit-chat with the Princess Consort, thankful that she knew about Su Jin’s relationship with Xie Jingchen, only briefly mentioning it.

Xique and Lu Qiao as well as Xingxing were chatting on the side.

After staying for an hour, Su Jin returned to the Agarwood Pavilion.

Because the Prince had returned.

The Prince was in his study; surely no one would dare have the audacity to sneak in there to steal.

Not only did they dress exactly like Xie Jingchen, but they also timed their entrance when she, Xie Jingchen, and the Prince were all away; their intel was precise.

Returning to the Agarwood Pavilion, Su Jin went straight to the backyard and poured herself a cup of tea.

The fragrance of tea filled the room.

After finishing the tea, Su Jin leaned on the Imperial Concubine’s Couch eating fruits.

Xie Jingchen stepped in to see Su Jin with a lazy demeanor.

Xingxing glanced over at him, her expression seemed off no matter how he interpreted it.

Xie Jingchen looked at Su Jin and said, "What’s so urgent that you summoned me back?"

"Three thousand taels, did you give it to Prince NanAn?" Su Jin asked.

"What three thousand taels?" Xie Jingchen asked.

"Just when out shopping in town, we borrowed three thousand taels from Prince NanAn," Su Jin blinked in response.

"...You still don’t know how much money I have," Xie Jingchen thought, feeling weary.

Xingxing’s eyes lit up, "Miss, this is indeed the son-in-law."

Su Jin, "...."

Xie Jingchen, "...."

Su Jin held her forehead.

She was just joking.

Did the maid have to take it so seriously?

He followed the Hidden Guard back; how could he possibly be an impostor?

Besides, they needed to guard against a fake Xie Jingchen going to the military camp.

Xie Jingchen sat next to Su Jin and said, "Why do I feel more confused the longer I listen?"

"Could the son-in-law himself also be fake?"

Su Jin explained to Xie Jingchen what happened at the study entrance.

Xie Jingchen’s face turned dark as the bottom of a pot.

He hadn’t expected someone to disguise themselves as him to infiltrate the Prince’s study.

Luckily, Su Jin was vigilant enough not to let them succeed.

Given the gravity, Xie Jingchen wasted no time and got up to find the Prince. As soon as he got up, he spotted Xingxing...

The phrase Xingxing had just spoken made Xie Jingchen feel a streak of black lines dropping from his forehead.

The impostor probably never dreamed that the esteemed Heir of Prince Zhenbei wouldn’t have three thousand taels handy, right?

The richer they seem, the more fake they appear.

Xie Jingchen, "...."

Xie Jingchen left the room with nothing left to say.

Descending the steps, he saw Prince NanAn and Chu Shun walking over, "Brother Jingchen."

Prince NanAn strode in front of Xie Jingchen and asked, "Why did you send me three thousand taels?"

They were recuperating at the Drunken Immortal Pavilion when a waiter delivered three thousand taels in silver notes, saying it came from the Heir of Prince Zhenbei, taken by the Princess Consort Zhenbei.

But the problem was, Su Jin never asked for silver notes from them.

The more Prince NanAn thought about it, the more something seemed amiss, needing clarity before accepting.

Xie Jingchen glanced at the silver notes and said, "An impostor stole something from the Mansion and was discovered by your sister-in-law, pushed to send you silver notes."

Chu Shun, "...."

Prince NanAn, "...."

They felt bad for the impostor.

Running into the sister-in-law surely backfired his plan drastically.

Prince NanAn and his companions were very familiar with Xie Jingchen.

How could the impostor dare get too close to them?

But they couldn’t refuse the silver notes; otherwise, wouldn’t Prince NanAn suspect when discussing it later?

Since three thousand taels were paid, it seems that the impostor hadn’t realized Su Jin discovered his disguise.

The silver notes were held tightly in Prince NanAn’s hand; Xie Jingchen reached over to take them, took two, and returned one.

After tucking the silver notes away, Xie Jingchen walked off.

Leaving Prince NanAn and Chu Shun staring at each other.

Su Jin stepped out to witness this scene.

Su Jin’s mouth twitched uncontrollably.

Prince NanAn and Chu Shun had only come to inquire about the silver notes; now that Xie Jingchen had gone, they naturally wouldn’t stay.

But since they were here, Su Jin took the opportunity to check their pulse.

Previously on the bustling street, it was inconvenient.

Once confirmed no issues were found, Prince NanAn and Chu Shun left.

Su Jin returned to the bamboo house, continuing to lie on the Imperial Concubine’s Couch reading.

Inside the study.

Xie Jingchen relayed the events Su Jin described to the Prince.

The Prince’s face was dark with potential risks.

The most valuable thing someone might expend effort to steal from his study would be the Border Defense Map.

Other items, even if missing, wouldn’t be of much concern.

Of course, there was also the fear of someone planting something inside, like secret messages.

However, the likelihood of the latter was relatively low, though planting a secret message could frame Prince Zhenbei Mansion for conspiring with enemies to betray the nation. Given that Xie Jingchen was the Emperor’s son-in-law and with the aid of Marquis Dongxiang, mere letters wouldn’t be enough to make the Emperor suspicious of Prince Zhenbei Mansion.

Taking such a risk to break into Prince Zhenbei Mansion’s study wouldn’t be worth it.

Xie Jingchen stayed in the study for an hour before leaving.

Upon exiting the study, Third Master happened to be heading to the inner courtyard.

He hadn’t seen Third Master in a long time, astonished to find he had lost much weight.

Yet, considering the continuous setbacks for the Third Branch, losing some weight seemed natural.

With a grim expression, Third Master returned to the South Courtyard, heading straight to Aunt Xue’s courtyard.

Agarwood Pavilion, bamboo house.

Su Jin flipped through pages of her book, suddenly sneezing heavily.

Tears nearly spilled out.

Rubbing her nose, she wondered who might be cursing her.

Rubbing while zoning out, thinking of something, Su Jin paused in surprise, "Quick, check if my silver notes are still there."

Xingxing jumped with shock, quickly heading back inside.

Xie Jingchen was moving from the inner courtyard to the outer courtyard.

The Prince Mansion had numerous Hidden Guards; only by walking out from the Agarwood Pavilion would it not arouse suspicion.

This means the uninvited guest first climbed over into the Agarwood Pavilion, then proceeded from there to the study.

Coming through once, how could he leave without taking something?

The thought of potentially having her swindled money stolen by others made Su Jin uneasy.

Xingxing headed back into the inner room to inspect, while Su Jin checked the bamboo house.

Su Jin did a rough inspection, realizing the poisons were intact, but the Antidote Pills were down by two.

To facilitate the Hidden Guards and Xingxing taking medicine, Su Jin had labeled each bottle with paper, making it easy to identify.

Su Jin put down the medicine bottle, Xingxing came holding the brocade box saying, "Luckily, the silver note hasn’t been stolen."

"If we swindled the person out of three thousand taels, who knows how furious they’d be; that silver note needs to be hidden safely," Su Jin advised.

Xingxing nodded repeatedly.

They hid it around, but nowhere seemed secure to Xingxing.

Finally, —

The maid stuffed the silver note into a small urn.

Then stuffed the small urn into a large urn.

Outside, there was an even larger urn.

Su Jin’s mouth twitched.

What left her speechless was yet to come.

Xingxing carried the urn to a corner by the wall, dug a hole, buried it, and planted a cactus on top.

Su Jin, "...."

That’s how she hid the money.

Forget a person, even a deity might not be able to find it.

Even with all this, Xingxing was still uneasy, looking at the cactus with a worried expression asking Su Jin, "Miss, the silver note won’t become damp, will it?"

She was haunted by the fear.

Precious poisons had gotten damp, sticking to the bottle’s base; she feared the silver notes would clump together when taken out.

Su Jin covered her forehead and said, "Don’t worry, hiding it for a thousand or eight hundred years isn’t an issue."