Chapter 345: Foil

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Chapter 345 of "After Transmigration, I Snag a Stunning Bigwig as My Husband" opens introducing the plot: Prince Yu Mansion.Su Jin sat there, eating pastries and drinking fruit wine, eagerly watching the... Continue exploring!

Prince Yu Mansion.Su Jin sat there, eating pastries and drinking fruit wine, eagerly watching the noble ladies either dancing, playing the zither, or painting... Her face bore an expression of watching the fun. Mmm. She really was there to watch the fun. The Prince Yu Mansion had only prepared her to come and join in the excitement. Earlier, when admiring the flowers in the garden, Su Jin knew that the Prince Yu Mansion had changed the competition rules for her, and she didn’t expect it to be true. The Prince Yu Mansion customized a rule just for her— That is, the noble ladies who were either betrothed or married didn’t have to participate in the competition. Su Jin was married. Completely fitting the condition to skip the competition. She just sat there enjoying the songs and dances. Living her little life in utter comfort. Xie Jinyu and Shangguan Feng’er, who held a grudge against her, gritted their teeth as they watched. They had never seen someone so shameless. Lacking talent and virtue to the extent of having the Prince Yu Mansion change the rules for her, instead of reflecting, she was smug about it. Just how thick-skinned was she?! Changing the competition rules for one or two bandits, wasn’t the Prince Yu Mansion afraid of being ridiculed for having no backbone?! In reality, the Prince Yu Mansion changed the rule just for Su Jin alone. Su Jin was not proficient in music, chess, calligraphy, or painting, nor in poetry and songs, but Su Chong wasn’t that bad. The source of this content ɪs novel⟡fire.net Su Chong was well-known for his martial arts skills. If he couldn’t play the zither or paint, he could still perform a sword dance, surely the sword wouldn’t slip from his hand? Su Jin could wield a whip, but it was said that she wouldn’t just use it on others, she’d even whip herself. The competition stage was only so big— If the whip acted on its own. If she whipped herself, others would laugh till they could hardly stand. If she whipped others, they’d be crying in pain. The Prince Yu Mansion prepared for the Lotus Appreciation Banquet for months; how could they let it go to waste because of Su Jin alone? Letting her sit quietly, enjoying good food and drink was the only way to ensure the safety of the banquet. But apparently, the Prince Yu Mansion overestimated their luck. Su Jin may refrain from provoking others, but it didn’t mean others would let her be. Shangguan Feng’er glanced at Su Jin several times, then at Xie Jinyu, her eyes full of doubt. Wasn’t there supposed to be poison in her clothes that would make her unbearably itchy within half an hour, scratching and clawing? It had been over half an hour, yet she showed no reaction at all? Xie Jinyu was puzzled too; surely no one would dare to go against her orders. The poison must have been used, just no reaction yet... Did she buy fake medicine? Thinking of Princess Nanzhang seeking antidiarrheal medicine from the Dongxiang Marquis Mansion, being given a bunch of pills by Jianghu doctors, causing the Duke Zhen Country Mansion heavy losses, and now it was her turn to buy pills, and she bought fake ones?! Xie Jinyu was biting her teeth in anger. She looked at Su Jin. Su Jin also looked at them. Their eyes met. Su Jin’s gaze was calm, while Xie Jinyu’s eyes flashed with a cold light. Meeting Su Jin’s gaze, Xie Jinyu quickly looked away, feeling guilty. Though Su Jin was also puzzled why Xingxing’s poison was so delayed, she felt justified. Could it be that Xingxing made a mistake? Recalling the maid’s bright eyes, Su Jin thought this possibility was not too low. She shook her head and continued eating fruit. Diagonally across from Su Jin sat Su Chong and Chu Shun, and not only were they there, but Zhao Xu was also present. Prince NanAn had a good relationship with Prince Yu’s son; bringing someone was effortless. Six people, three tables. Close to the competition stage, eye-catching to say the least. Wherever they sat, they drew everyone’s gaze. Not just the noble ladies, but also the noble sons. People wanted to laugh but couldn’t, their cheeks hurt from holding back. Truly. Before entering the Dongxiang Marquis Mansion, Prince NanAn roamed the streets idly and was well acquainted with these noble sons. After going out less, everyone understood what it meant by "a scholar should be looked at with new eyes after three days." How long had they stayed at the Dongxiang Marquis Mansion? They had tanned several shades already. Prince NanAn was an only child, with no siblings, but Chu Shun and the others did. Those cousins looked at them with distress. No way, they must ask Uncle and Aunt to bring them back to the mansion. If this continued, they’d be as black as coal? Zhao Xu, sitting on one side, couldn’t stop twitching at the corners of his mouth. In Nanliang, wherever he went, he drew attention. But that was because of his handsome appearance and outstanding talent. In the Daqi Dynasty, his dark face attracted all the attention... Initially, when he was rescued into the Dongxiang Marquis Mansion, he stayed to avoid assassination, and now just a change of clothes would make him unrecognizable even if he faced an assassin. But with his face darker, his martial arts improved quite a bit. No choice. Prince NanAn couldn’t stand seeing his fair face and particularly wanted to beat him up. Trained with him every session. The training at the Dongxiang Marquis Mansion could leave you laying on the ground not wanting to get up, continually breaking your limits and unleashing your potential. After who knows how many beatings, Zhao Xu felt that his ability to endure had ascended several levels. He had originally come to find people, now he ended up practicing martial arts. Zhao Xu felt troubled. Prince NanAn, chewing on fruit, looked around. Chu Shun looked at him and said, "What are you looking at?" "I have a very bad premonition now," Prince NanAn said. "...?" "What premonition?" Chu Shun asked. "I fear I might already be engaged," Prince NanAn trembled inside. Su Chong looked at him, "What makes you think that?" "My mother and Princess Consort Yu have a good relationship; every year she comes to the Lotus Appreciation Banquet to look for a daughter-in-law, but she didn’t come this year. What does that mean?" Prince NanAn asked. After being eyed by Princess Shouning, the most urgent matter for Prince NanAn Mansion was to arrange an engagement for Prince NanAn. Such a good opportunity, yet Princess NanAn missed it implies she didn’t need to come matchmake anymore. This realization left Prince NanAn inexplicably anxious. Wondering who was chosen as the Commandery Princess Consort? "If I’m engaged, I won’t participate in the competition later," Prince NanAn decisively said. "There’s no escaping it," Chu Shun shook the jade fan and said. "...?" Their bond was closer than even brothers. Close enough to make Prince Yu’s son envious. After last year’s Lotus Appreciation Banquet ended, Prince Yu’s son patted Prince NanAn on the shoulder and said, "I have a great idea, next year have the four of you go on stage together and paint me a piece of ’Plum, Orchid, Bamboo, and Chrysanthemum’." They agreed at that time. Forgotten thoroughly afterward. When they arrived, Prince Yu’s son mentioned it, and Prince NanAn remembered. Among the four, Prince NanAn’s painting was the worst. He didn’t want to be a foil to Chu Shun and the rest. But since they had agreed, it wouldn’t be good to go back on their word, so the witty Prince NanAn quickly came up with a solution. That was, while being a foil to Chu Shun and the others, finding himself another foil. He said, "We came with Brother Su and Brother Zhou, wouldn’t it be bad to leave them out?" "So what?" Chu Shun asked. "So have them join us," Prince NanAn said. "Are you sure you want Brother Zhou to join us?" Chu Shun’s mouth twitched. "When we paint, have Brother Zhou play the zither," Prince NanAn said. "...?" "And what about Brother Su?" asked the Heir of Marquis Beining. "He’ll hold the ink," Prince NanAn said. Hold...hold the ink? Su Chong choked on his drink, nearly bursting into tears from the spice hurting his throat.

Chapter 345: Foil

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