After Transmigration, I Snag a Stunning Bigwig as My Husband-Chapter 807 - 805: Son-in-Law

Xie Jingchen not only got himself into trouble.

And he brought it upon himself.

He sneaked into the Dongxiang Marquis Mansion in the dark, he couldn’t help it. Time was tight, and if he couldn’t come up with a solution overnight, he was sure to face the Emperor’s reprimand tomorrow.

Being a son-in-law means playing by others’ rules.

Xie Jingchen just didn’t expect that while he was climbing over the wall into the Dongxiang Marquis Mansion, someone else was also sneaking in.

In the dark of night, sensing the presence of someone else without knowing who it was.

This was his father-in-law’s house, so as a son-in-law, climbing over the wall was fine, but when someone else sneaked in, could he just stand by?

And so, they started fighting.

The intruder had high martial arts skills, and Xie Jingchen was no match.

During the intense struggle, they alerted the Hidden Guards of Dongxiang Marquis Mansion.

The Hidden Guards arrived to help, scolding and punching, "Bold indeed, daring to sneak into our Dongxiang Marquis Mansion!"

Hmm.

The Hidden Guards were scolding Xie Jingchen.

Initially, he could barely manage, but with two more Hidden Guards, Xie Jingchen was completely overpowered.

"It’s me," Xie Jingchen felt exhausted.

How could the Dongxiang Marquis Mansion mistake foes for friends?

They couldn’t see clearly, but shouldn’t they ask before attacking?

The Hidden Guards were momentarily stunned, "Is it the son-in-law?"

"Son-in-law?" Another voice came through.

Xie Jingchen, "...."

Mr. Xie was completely bewildered.

How could it be his father-in-law’s voice?!

Indeed.

Xie Jingchen mistakenly thought the person sneaking into Dongxiang Marquis Mansion was Marquis Dongxiang.

The situation at the border was urgent, and he’d been busy at camp until now.

After hesitating over a midnight snack, Marquis Dongxiang had chosen to return home during the night.

Unexpectedly, he encountered someone sneaking into the mansion.

He intended to figure out who was so bold, only to find the person attacking him.

Honestly, Marquis Dongxiang was shocked.

If someone was sneaking into the mansion with ill intentions, upon encountering him, they should have fled. Instead, this person attacked?

Could it be an ally?

Marquis Dongxiang knew it wasn’t his own sons, nor Prince NanAn.

None of them had such high martial skills.

As for Xie Jingchen—

Marquis Dongxiang hadn’t guessed him.

What reason would he have to come to the mansion at night?

Yet oddly enough, that’s exactly what happened.

A servant brought a lantern over, seeing Mr. Xie’s bruised and swollen face rubbing his mouth, the servant glanced at the Hidden Guards.

The Hidden Guards looked towards Marquis Dongxiang.

It wasn’t them who beat him.

If the girl comes home to settle accounts, she’ll definitely come after the Marquis.

Marquis Dongxiang held his aching head, "What are you doing at the mansion this late at night?"

Xie Jingchen felt like dying inside.

Harassed by the Emperor during the day.

Beaten by Marquis Dongxiang at night.

Luckily he only had two fathers-in-law, otherwise how would he go on?

Xie Jingchen explained honestly, "The Emperor asked me to come up with a win-win solution for Princess Jiuling’s matter, so I came to find Young Master Zhao."

"Then go ahead," Marquis Dongxiang said.

Marquis Dongxiang turned to leave, after a couple of steps, he turned back, "Your injuries are...?"

Xie Jingchen understood what Marquis Dongxiang meant.

Feeling truly dissatisfied inside, he said, "Jinjim knows I came to Dongxiang Marquis Mansion."

"Alright, my daughter is too clever to hide it from her," Marquis Dongxiang said.

"...."

Xie Jingchen felt pain all over.

He knew Marquis Dongxiang hadn’t used full force.

He was likely trying to capture someone, otherwise, he’d be dead.

With injuries all over, Xie Jingchen went to knock on Prince NanAn and their doors.

After Eldest Young Master of Duke Dingguo got married, he was no longer free; spending the day hanging out with Prince NanAn and the others, returning at night, leaving a spot for Young Master Zhao.

Poor Young Master Zhao, a handsome and suave scholar, had already been toughened up by Prince NanAn and the others.

Xie Jingchen knocked, Prince NanAn disdainfully said, "Who’s knocking at this late hour?"

"It’s me," Xie Jingchen replied.

Prince NanAn sat up.

He sat up too quickly, letting out a hiss of pain.

At Dongxiang Marquis Mansion, they all slept exceptionally early.

Exhausted from training during the day, if Xie Jingchen had come an hour later, they’d probably remain asleep even if the door was broken down.

Xie Jingchen pushed the door open, Chu Shun and the others sat aside, four people, eight pairs of eyes staring at him.

Seeing the injuries on Xie Jingchen’s face, Prince NanAn’s eyes widened, "Am I dreaming?"

Chu Shun secretly pinched himself.

It really hurt.

He quickly climbed off the bed, "You looked fine during the day, how’d you get beaten like this?"

"Being beaten like this, and still coming to Dongxiang Marquis Mansion," remarked Heir of Marquis Beining.

"Was it your sister-in-law who beat you and you came to complain at the mansion?" Prince NanAn laughed quietly.

"...."

Xie Jingchen’s heart sank even further.

He gave Prince NanAn a deep look.

That glance made Prince NanAn’s heart shiver, feeling as if he’d been targeted.

The gentle night wind slightly chilled him.

Of all them, Zhao Xu seemed the most normal.

Considering he had only spent a short time with Prince NanAn and the others, he was just a bit influenced, not entirely led astray.

Zhao Xu looked at Xie Jingchen, "Did you come for something important this late?"

Xie Jingchen nodded briefly, then explained the dilemma the Emperor had given him during the day.

He remembered Zhao Xu had an excellent memory and was skilled at copying, not only drawing but in calligraphy too.

He might have seen Prince Jin of Nangang’s handwriting.

Xie Jingchen was here to try his luck.

Although he’d been beaten, without success at first, his guess was right.

Zhao Xu had seen Prince Jin of Nangang’s handwriting.

Xie Jingchen sighed in relief, "I need you to write a letter in Prince Jin of Nangang’s handwriting."

Heir of Marquis Beining picked up the pen, Chu Shun helped with the ink.

Prince NanAn helped spread the paper, Xie Jingchen said, "Doesn’t my cousin have Nangang paper?"

Zhao Xu was momentarily stunned.

His cousin was incredibly meticulous, wasn’t he?

But he did have it.

Just two sheets left, and one was stained with ink.

Zhao Xu had seen Prince Jin of Nangang’s handwriting, but a portion of the words in the letter Xie Jingchen wanted, Zhao Xu didn’t know.

Xie Jingchen’s brows furrowed tightly.

He asked Zhao Xu to write the words he knew from Prince Jin of Nangang.

He then used those words to piece together a letter.

The letter was completely different from before, yet the meaning stayed the same.

Chu Shun, "...."

Prince NanAn, "...."

Heir of Marquis Beining, "...."

Indeed.

Never seen anyone so skillful.

Skillful enough to make them want to punish him.

Zhao Xu dried the ink and handed the letter to Xie Jingchen.

By then, it was late into the night.

Xie Jingchen had other tasks to attend to, so he bid farewell.

Prince NanAn was still curious about the injuries on Xie Jingchen’s face, so as he escorted Xie Jingchen out, he asked, "How exactly did you get those injuries?"

Xie Jingchen didn’t answer him. With a glance, he leaped off, disappearing into the vast darkness.

Prince NanAn furrowed his brow as he looked at Chu Shun and the others, "Brother Jingchen’s eyes seemed strange when he looked at me."

Chu Shun patted Prince NanAn’s shoulder, entered the house.

Heir of Marquis Beining also gave him a pat, "Commandery Prince, you’d better just hope for the best."

Prince NanAn was confused.

He looked from one to the other.

Chu Shun and Heir of Marquis Beining only laughed.

"Don’t be like this, you’re making me uneasy," Prince NanAn shivered.

Chu Shun looked at him, "You’re the Emperor’s son-in-law like Brother Jingchen. He’s always getting harassed by the Emperor while you gloat, if there’s a next time, Brother Jingchen is likely to push you in front of the Emperor."

Prince NanAn, "...!!!"

"How am I the Emperor’s son-in-law anyway?" Prince NanAn exclaimed.

Chu Shun and Heir of Marquis Beining both looked at him.

Gradually, a look of horror crept across Prince NanAn’s face.

Though he hadn’t consummated the marriage with Princess Shouning, they did bow before heaven and earth.

He was kind of like the Emperor’s half son-in-law.

But just the sort of dilemma the Emperor imposed on Xie Jingchen.

Not exaggerating, even one would overwhelm him.

Xie Jingchen’s glance—

Prince NanAn stayed awake all night.