After Transmigration, I Snag a Stunning Bigwig as My Husband-Chapter 877 - 873: Well Matched

It is often said that a hero’s son is a brave man, but Third Master, being Old Prince’s son, is worlds apart from the Prince.

Xie Jingchuan and Xie Jingchen, though both sons of the Prince, are as different as heaven and earth.

The dragon begets nine sons, each different from the other; with different mothers, the differences are endless.

It’s not without reason that an unworthy wife can bring calamity to three generations.

Xie Jingchuan commanded a servant to burn the Peony Garden as a result of Xie Jingchen’s scheming, yet the burning of the Peony Garden is an undeniable fact.

And though his servant acted to burn the Peony Garden, no matter how Xie Jingchuan cries foul, he must shoulder this blame.

Setting two courtyards on fire consecutively, both being main courtyards, even if the Prince Zhenbei Mansion is wealthy, it cannot pretend as if nothing has happened.

The Prince punished Xie Jingchuan with forty strokes of the cane.

A servant pinned Xie Jingchuan to a bench and beat him; he gritted his teeth, making no sound.

Su Jin and Xingxing stood watching for a while.

After a dozen strokes, the blood flowed freely.

Lying on the bench, Xie Jingchuan’s gaze was cold and terrifying as he looked at Xie Jingchen, like a venomous snake lurking in the grass, ready to pounce and bite at any moment.

After twenty strokes, Su Jin lost interest and turned to leave for the Agarwood Pavilion.

Xingxing followed, puzzled, and asked, "Why did they burn down the Peony Garden?"

As long as the Peony Garden was burned, everyone would know it was Princess Nanzhang who set the fire.

Su Jin chuckled lightly.

Princess Nanzhang thought differently from them.

In her view, after managing the Prince Mansion for over a decade, enduring much hardship, now that the Prince found the Princess Consort, who would manage the household, she was pushed aside.

She felt she was the most wronged.

Being sent to the Buddhist Hall to reflect was already the worst outcome for her.

Dare the Prince divorce her?

She was bestowed in marriage by the late Emperor.

But back then, the Prince didn’t accept the imperial decree for marriage; only under the Empress Dowager’s pressure, did the Prince marry her.

So even counting it as an imperial marriage decree isn’t certain, saying it is or isn’t both work.

Furthermore, there’s no precedent for divorce in the Prince Zhenbei Mansion; unless there’s evidence that Princess Nanzhang poisoned Xie Jingchen.

Of course, Princess Nanzhang might ruin herself.

Princess Nanzhang had been quiet for days, Su Jin thought she’d figured things out, but unexpectedly, she’s still ready to bite.

Seeing thus, the possibility of her ruin seems high.

After burning through the night, smoke still rose above the Peony Garden and Peony Garden, and a layer of ash covered the flowers in the garden.

There wasn’t much in the Peony Garden, but in the Peony Garden, Mrs. Zhao was heartbrokenly watching the cherished things gathered over the years that went up in flames.

When will they learn; the Young Master and Heir’s wife are not to be trifled with.

They were fierce enough back then to have Princess Shouning carried back to the palace.

You burned the Peony Garden, and she dared to burn the Peony Garden right back.

In the end, they suffered losses again.

The maids dug through the ashes to salvage what lacked being burned.

Most golden and jade headpieces survived, but the porcelain placed on the antique shelves and boxes shattered when the shelves and boxes burned and fell.

The gold ingots and silver won’t burn away.

Luckily, even if the house deeds and land deeds were burned, they can still be replaced.

But all those silver notes were completely burnt up.

The loss... incalculable.

Because it wasn’t the first time the Peony Garden caught fire, and suffering setbacks wave after wave, even immense wealth cannot stand such torment.

After several searches by Mrs. Zhao and others confirmed only belongings best discarded remained, Manager Li set about replacing the burned pillars, preparing to rebuild.

Princess Nanzhang was to reflect in the Buddhist Hall for half a year; there was no hurry to repair the Peony Garden, but the Peony Garden, for the Princess Consort, had to be rebuilt swiftly.

The Prince had blueprints drawn and sent to the Princess Consort for approval, requesting changes for any displeasure.

The residence must satisfy since it might accommodate them for a decade or longer.

When Manager Li delivered the blueprints to the Princess Consort, Su Jin happened to be there, and the Princess Consort inquired of Su Jin, "Are there any parts to modify?"

Su Jin blinked, "As long as mother consort is pleased."

The Princess Consort laughed, "Eventually, it will be your home as well."

The Peony Garden is the main courtyard.

Having burned twice already, the Prince will not allow a third occurrence.

Currently the residence of the Princess Consort, it would later be Su Jin’s.

Su Jin shook her head again and again, "I still prefer the back garden of the Agarwood Pavilion."

The Princess Consort had visited the back garden of the Agarwood Pavilion twice.

She had liked the place as well.

Yet the location of Peony Garden signifies the noble status of its owner, providing the finest space but constraining the possibility of carving out an area to build a bamboo house.

The Peony Garden was meant for the Princess Consort, so Su Jin opined not, although the blueprints seemed fine as they stand.

Nevertheless, the Princess Consort altered two areas.

After handing it to Manager Li, he commenced the blueprint-led reconstruction of Peony Garden.

...

The Peony Garden was half-built when the Prince came out of mourning.

...

One day, with high, clear autumn skies, blue skies, and white clouds.

Su Jin was drawing blueprints inside the bamboo house, while Xingxing tilted her head repeatedly, unable to understand what her lady was sketching.

Bi Zhu rushed in, saying, "Heir’s wife, Dongxiang Marquis’s wife is here."

"My mother?"

"Madam is here?"

In unison, they were both delighted.

Su Jin set down the Jade Tube Wolf Hair Brush in her hand, rose to greet her.

From afar, she received a reproachful look from Mrs. Tang.

Su Jin was baffled.

She hadn’t returned to the Marquis Mansion in five or six days and hadn’t done anything during this time, why was her mother glaring at her?

"Mother, why are you glaring at me?" Su Jin asked.

Mrs. Tang couldn’t help but glare at Su Jin again, saying, "I was just playing mahjong with Marchioness Beining and others at the Beauty Pavilion when Beining Marquis Mansion’s maid came with joyful news, saying that the Heir’s wife is pregnant."

Su Jin, "..."

Understood.

Her mother came expressly to urge her to conceive.

Mrs. Tang was anxious indeed.

The Prince had come out of mourning, he could head to the battlefield any day, and Xie Jingchen would undoubtedly go with him.

Once they left, who knows how long until their return.

Mrs. Tang desperately wished Su Jin could conceive now.

Usually, Mrs. Tang couldn’t bear to scold Su Jin, but Su Jin, possessing excellent medical skill, had guided the Heir of Marquis Beining’s sister-in-law, Lady of the Minister of the Ministry of Justice, to get pregnant quickly.

But when it came to herself, there was nothing for so long.

Su Jin wanted to say her current body’s still small, it’d be better to birth later, in a year or two.

But this was unsayable when seeing younger counterparts, such as Zhou Jingyi, Miss Zhou Qi, and Princess Fu Yun alike.

This excuse wouldn’t work on Mrs. Tang.

Su Jin chose silence, shifting focus to Mrs. Tang’s arm, and deflecting the conversation, "Mother didn’t come just to say this, right?"

Mrs. Tang replied, "Not entirely, your second cousin has become engaged to Princess Yining of Prince Yu Mansion."

Second cousin?

Second Young Master Shen of Jibei Marquis Mansion?

Su Jin thought of Princess Yining, "They do make a good pair."

Mrs. Tang’s gaze flicked across Su Jin’s belly, unspeaking but plainly written.

Lest Princess Yining marries and even conceives, whereas you’re still without news.

Three statements never apart from urging conception.

Su Jin felt a headache.

She’d give birth.

She’d give birth, alright?