Chapter 271 The Base of the Wall

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Su Chong had a look of relief on his face, undoubtedly sprinkling a handful of salt on Xie Jingchen’s heart.Su Jin walked over. Su Chong looked at her, putting on the stance of an elder brother lecturing his younger sister, "Sister, it’s not that I want to say this, but brother-in-law is a man who needs to save face, so don’t scratch his face anymore in the future." Su Jin, "..." Xie Jingchen, "..." Su Jin’s face turned red. Who told him, that it was her who scratched Xie Jingchen’s face?! Such sharp scratches, could they have been made by nails? Su Jin gave Xie Jingchen a sidelong glance. You actually complained about me. Xie Jingchen had a dumbfounded look on his face. What made him even more speechless was what happened next, Su Chong patted him on the shoulder and whispered, "Thanks to you, brother-in-law, I finally got a chance to scold my sister, it feels great." Xie Jingchen, "..." "Big brother!" "What are you saying?!" Su Jin glared at him. Cough cough! Su Chong lightly coughed and said, "I meant to say, brother-in-law is such a big guy, apart from the face, there are many other places to scratch, scratching the face is aggravating to look at afterward." Su Jin, "..." Xie Jingchen, "...!!!" Deep breath. Su Jin stared at Su Chong and said, "I didn’t scratch his face!" "It was when sitting in the carriage, my golden hairpin scratched it!" Su Jin said, grinding her teeth. As soon as she spoke, Su Jin regretted it. It exposed the matter of Xie Jingchen holding her while sitting in the carriage. Fortunately, her face was already red, so adding an extra layer of blush wouldn’t show. After glaring at them both, Su Jin walked away. Xingxing stood still, still trying to figure out how a golden hairpin from her lady’s head could have scratched her uncle’s face, such a difficult operation. The others hadn’t figured it out either, after all, they had no experience. Prince NanAn looked at Xie Jingchen, afraid he’d pursue the matter, said to Su Chong, "I need to speak with you." Xie Jingchen walked towards a nearby pavilion, Su Chong followed along. The Heir of Marquis Beining looked at Xie Jingchen’s back, and said while looking at his shoulder with the folded fan in hand, "When Brother Jingchen was not in good health, he could still ride a horse, but now that he’s better, he prefers the carriage." "Is he pretending to be weak on purpose?" the Heir of Marquis Beining speculated. "I don’t think so," Chu Shun said. The Eldest Young Master of Duke Dingguo looked at Xingxing, seeing she’s about to chase after Su Jin, stopped her and asked, "Little maid, why does your uncle use a carriage?" Xingxing was always honest. They were all like family. So, she withheld nothing. "It’s to have a little young master," Xingxing said. "Even in the carriage...," "Can Brother Jingchen handle it?" Prince NanAn blurted out. Then—— Prince NanAn got a pat on the shoulder from Chu Shun. Saying such indecent things in front of the little maid. Prince NanAn, realizing his slip, coughed lightly and said, "There’s a lot of pressure." He meant himself. He was already being pressured to get married. If Xie Jingchen had a child, whether he liked it or not, he’d be forced into it. Xingxing didn’t know he was sympathizing with himself, she thought he was worried about Xie Jingchen. She said, "It is quite stressful; my lady and the master haven’t consummated yet, so no telling when they might have a little young master." Since the Hidden Guard mentioned having a little master, all the way in the carriage, Xingxing had imagined playing with the little young master. She was the impulsive type. Today she thought of a little young master, wishing he could show up by tomorrow. Just thinking about the ten months of pregnancy made her feel like snatching one to enjoy. Consummation hasn’t happened yet?! Chu Shun and the others were stunned. The sister-in-law grabbing people off the street, it’s been about two months since the marriage and still no consummation? Chu Shun asked Xingxing, "They sleep separately?" "They sleep together," Xingxing replied. "..." "Never would’ve thought, sister-in-law is someone who can stay composed in amorous situations," Prince NanAn said. "..." "Does this mean we still have a chance to poach?" Prince NanAn asked. The Heir of Marquis Beining laughed and said, "The walls of Agarwood Pavilion are full of cacti, are you sure you want to poach, Prince?" Prince NanAn, "..." The shadow of cacti loomed, and Prince NanAn’s mouth twitched. Su Jin walked for a while, not seeing Xingxing following, turned back to look for her. "Xingxing," Su Jin called. Xingxing quickly ran over. "Miss," she said. "What were you talking about?" Su Jin casually asked. "Talking about uncle in the carriage," Xingxing replied. Looking at Su Jin, curious, Xingxing asked, "Miss, what does ’staying composed in amorous situations’ mean?" Su Jin, "..." You were actually talking about staying composed in amorous situations?! Su Jin didn’t say anything, Xingxing said, "It must be a good thing." "Why do you say that?" Su Jin asked. "They just complimented you, saying you’re someone who can stay composed in amorous situations," Xingxing said with excitement. Su Jin, "..." Whether she can stay composed or not, she didn’t know. But right now, she felt very disoriented. In the pavilion. Su Chong and Xie Jingchen sat there. "Brother-in-law, what’s the matter?" Su Chong asked. Xie Jingchen looked at him and said, "The last time you brought the pills to Duke Zhen Country Mansion, what were they?" Su Chong raised an eyebrow, "Why the sudden question?" Xie Jingchen answered truthfully, "Some pills had no effect, and the Old Madam punished Princess Nanzhang, asking me to inquire." "I see." "However, as to what pills they were, I don’t know either," Su Chong shrugged. "..." "How can you not know?" Xie Jingchen asked. "I just bought them casually from a Jianghu doctor," Su Chong said. "..." Xie Jingchen’s eye twitched. Su Chong said, "If you want to know, I can send someone to find the Jianghu doctor and ask." Su Chong called for a servant. Xie Jingchen instructed, "Just bring the Jianghu doctor back, there are other matters I need to ask." After the servant left, Chu Shun and the others entered the pavilion. After sitting down, Chu Shun said, "I wonder if Brother Zhou’s paintings have sold yet?" On the bustling street. A painting stall. Zhou Yan sat there, bored, watching people walk by. He wore a mask, and so did the guard. The first reason was to avoid any surviving assassins and to remain unnoticed. The second was to avoid embarrassment. The dignified Eldest Young Master of Nanliang Right Minister’s Mansion reduced to selling paintings on the street, if word got back to Nanliang, he’d be mortified. Paintings hung on the wall, visible to passersby. Yet no buyers. An hour passed with no sales. Someone walked by, looked at the paintings, and asked, "Nice artistry, how much?" "One thousand taels," the guard said. "How much?" the man asked. "One thousand taels per piece." "..." The man pointed ahead and said, "See that money house?" "I see it," the guard said. The man threw the painting onto the table and angrily said, "If you see it, why aren’t you robbing it?" The guard felt like punching someone. Zhou Yan shook his head at him. """

Chapter 271 The Base of the Wall

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