After Transmigration, I Snag a Stunning Bigwig as My Husband-Chapter 786 - 784 Destruction
Thunder and rain, all are the Emperor’s grace.
Even if the reward is a fake painting, Xie Jingchen wouldn’t dare to throw it away.
On the way back to the Duke Mansion, he pondered whether to instigate Marquis Dongxiang to rob the Emperor of ten or eight items to vent his anger.
He needs to find an opportunity to let the Emperor know that if a son-in-law like him is only bullied and not befriended, he might very well side with Marquis Dongxiang.
He alone couldn’t handle Marquis Dongxiang.
Adding him to the mix would only make things worse, like adding fuel to the fire.
While riding past the Drunken Immortal Pavilion, someone was thrown from upstairs.
Immediately after, three people jumped down after him and started beating him up.
The one thrown down was none other than Prince NanAn.
The attackers were none other than Chu Shun, the Heir of Marquis Beining, and the Eldest Young Master of Duke Dingguo Mansion.
They invited Prince NanAn to come out; he would either come out or not.
After three consecutive invitations, he came, but he was so drunk he couldn’t stand straight.
He didn’t say a word, just sat down and drank, without even a smile on his face, a complete contrast from before.
That grieving look made Chu Shun and the others itch with impatience.
Although Chu Shun and the others had improved their tempers considerably, they still couldn’t tolerate Prince NanAn’s behavior.
They endured repeatedly until Prince NanAn drank a whole urn of vinegar as if it were wine.
They couldn’t bear it anymore—
and started beating him up.
Is it still considered manly to be reduced to such a state over a woman?!
It’s a bit of a pity that Princess Shouning died.
But it wasn’t him that took her life.
The Heir of Duke Chong has already paid with his life, and the matter should end here.
Yet he was muddled, drowning his sorrows in alcohol.
If he doesn’t get back to how he used to be, then they’ll hit him every time they see him.
If they can’t see him, they’ll go into Prince NanAn Mansion and beat him up!
Xie Jingchen remained on horseback, neither dismounting nor intervening.
Those three beat up Prince NanAn in the street, surrounded by several layers of onlookers.
Speaking of Prince NanAn, the spectators both envied and sympathized with him.
They envied that he captured Princess Shouning’s heart, who even fought desperately for his sake.
They sympathized because he was supposed to have a joyous marriage with the legitimate daughter of Nanyang Marquis Mansion, but the Heir of Duke Chong ruined it, leaving him without a bride and drowning his sorrows in drink.
Prince NanAn was riding along another street with Marquis Beining when a servant hurried up to report, "Prince, the Heir of Marquis Jingguo and others are beating up the Commandery Prince."
Prince NanAn was drunk, staggering as he walked, and a servant was following from afar out of concern.
The servants of the four mansions are well aware of how close their Young Master and Eldest Young Master are, so when Chu Shun and others beat Prince NanAn, they dared not intervene.
Originally rushing to report back to the mansion, they saw Prince NanAn coming by and quickly reported to him.
Prince NanAn glanced at the distance, seeing only the crowd and not Prince NanAn being beaten.
Marquis Beining guessed that it was not just Chu Shun involved in the beating, but surely his son too.
In an instant, he was so angry that he wanted to dismount and beat his own son.
Prince NanAn stopped him, saying, "I’ve long wanted to beat my son, but at the mansion, the Princess Consort stops me."
"Today, the Heir and others are punishing him on my behalf; it’s exactly to my heart’s content."
The servant, "...".
Marquis Beining, "...".
Prince NanAn wasn’t just paying lip service; he actually pulled Marquis Beining away.
Leaving the servant in bewilderment in the wind.
The Prince only has Commandery Prince as his son.
Yet he’s willing to let him be beaten black and blue to the point he can’t get up?
The servant sighed, eagerly turned, and squeezed into the crowd to watch his Commandery Prince being beaten.
But he was a step too late.
Prince NanAn was already beaten and lying on the ground, unable to get up.
Chu Shun disdainfully kicked him, "Get up."
Kicking twice, with no response.
The Heir of Marquis Beining was mildly worried.
Did they perhaps go a bit too far?
He was going to squat down to check Prince NanAn’s breath, but Chu Shun stopped him.
They were not gentle, but they avoided any vital spots; it was just superficial injuries. How could he not get up?
Chu Shun lifted his foot and lightly scraped a dagger across his shoe.
A small corner appeared at the toe.
He stood right by Prince NanAn’s side.
In no time.
Prince NanAn silently turned his face to the other side.
The crowd was almost bursting from holding in laughter.
The Heir of Marquis Jingguo’s trick was rather ruthless.
How could he use his smelly feet to taunt Prince NanAn?
Chu Shun kicked Prince NanAn again, "Stop pretending to be dead."
"My waist is sprained; I can’t get up. Hurry and carry me inside," Prince NanAn gritted his teeth.
"Finally speaking again."
"Looks like the beating was effective," laughed the Eldest Young Master of Duke Dingguo Mansion.
"This time it’s not fully effective; there’ll be a next time."
"...".
Do you think Chu Shun and the others would squat down and help Prince NanAn up?
To lift the person they just knocked down, how embarrassing.
The three of them flicked open their folded fans and turned back into the Drunken Immortal Pavilion.
Regardless if Prince NanAn was still lying on the ground or turned over.
Unreliable friends.
These two words were not coined in vain.
Prince NanAn, "...".
In the end, it was the servants of the Drunken Immortal Pavilion who helped Prince NanAn up.
"Ouch, ouch, be gentle," Prince NanAn winced, eyes going black with pain.
The servant from Prince NanAn Mansion was overjoyed.
He parted the crowd, eager to report to the Princess Consort the good news that the Commandery Prince had recovered after his beating.
The crowd dispersed, and only then did Xie Jingchen ride past the Drunken Immortal Pavilion.
Upon returning to the Prince Mansion, Xie Jingchen went straight back to the Agarwood Pavilion.
In the backyard.
Su Jin was watering the flowers planted in front of the bamboo house.
Xie Jingchen walked over with the painting, and Xingxing joyfully said, "Miss, the master is back."
Su Jin looked at Xie Jingchen, her eyes immediately attracted to the painting in his hand. She raised an eyebrow and said, "The Emperor rewarded you with a painting?"
Xie Jingchen nodded slightly.
Casually handing the painting to Su Jin.
Su Jin reached out to accept it.
But just as she touched the painting, her hand was jolted.
A tingle ran through her fingers, and she failed to catch the painting, causing it to fall.
By sheer coincidence, the painting fell right near a bucket.
However, although it struck the bucket, it didn’t fall inside, landing instead on the ground.
Xie Jingchen, "...".
Even such circumstances couldn’t ruin the painting...
Xie Jingchen raised his hand to his forehead, at a loss for words.
But in the end, the painting still got ruined.
Su Jin still held the water ladle.
As the painting fell to the ground, she hurriedly threw the ladle into the bucket to retrieve it.
Except, the bucket was full of water, and throwing the ladle in caused water to splash onto the painting.
Su Jin, "...".
Xie Jingchen, "...".
This woman.
Indeed, she couldn’t be harmed by others.
Only she could harm herself.
Su Jin quickly picked up the painting, but it was already soaked through.
In some areas, the ink had run.
Su Jin looked at Xie Jingchen apologetically, "The painting... is ruined."
Xie Jingchen looked at her, then at the painting, and said, "It’s rare for the Emperor to gift me a painting...."
Seeing his distressed expression, Su Jin quietly said, "Why don’t I ask the Emperor for another one for you?"
"Much obliged, my dear wife."
