Chapter 365: Regret

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Chapter 365 of "After Transmigration, I Snag a Stunning Bigwig as My Husband" begins with suspenseful moments: Su Jin was busy cutting clothes in the room.Xie Jingchen was helping out at the... Don’t miss it!

Su Jin was busy cutting clothes in the room.Xie Jingchen was helping out at the Ministry of Justice, and a Hidden Guard came back to fetch something. Seeing Su Jin using scissors to cut silk, he was quite surprised. After returning to the Ministry of Justice, Xie Jingchen asked, "What is the Eldest Young Madam doing?" "The Eldest Young Madam is making clothes," the Hidden Guard replied. "..." "Making what?" Xie Jingchen thought he had heard wrong. "Making clothes." "..." She knows how to make clothes? Xie Jingchen found it incredible. But then he thought that since Su Jin even knew medical skills, it wasn’t surprising she could make clothes. "Who is she making clothes for?" Xie Jingchen asked curiously. "I didn’t ask, but judging by the silk pattern, it seems to be for you, the Young Master," the Hidden Guard said. Of course, it couldn’t be ruled out that the Eldest Young Madam was making it for herself. Although making a dress would be inappropriate, the Eldest Young Madam could dress as a man. So the Hidden Guard spoke cautiously, indicating it wasn’t certain, to prevent the Young Master from getting his hopes up and being disappointed later. The other people in the Ministry of Justice looked at each other. They really didn’t expect the Eldest Young Madam of Duke Zhen’s Mansion to be such a virtuous wife and good mother. But thinking of the time at the lotus admiring banquet at Prince Yu Mansion, where the Young Master of Dongxiang Marquis Mansion could even play the zither and paint, having beaten the Heir of Duke Chong, the entire Ministry of Justice said nothing more. Honestly. The Dongxiang Marquis has spent quite some time at the Ministry of Justice, always looking through case files, giving orders, with an air of roguery. How come his son is both literate and martial? No wonder Prince NanAn and the others sent their sons to Dongxiang Marquis Mansion, paying gifts, and entrusted Marquis Dongxiang for their education. Su Chong’s talents in both literature and martial arts have already spread throughout the Capital. Princess NanAn and the other madams were astonished upon learning this. They had met Su Chong, who had an assertive charm about him. It was a charm they knew well, their sons displayed it too, carefree and ignoring everything except eating and playing. Princess NanAn always thought this was why Prince NanAn’s heir and Su Chong could be friends, so they could have fun together. Little did she anticipate that Mr. Su was hiding his talents, awaiting the perfect moment to astonish others. Prince NanAn has praised the teaching methods of Marquis Dongxiang on multiple occasions; previously skeptics, now they believe without a doubt. Intrigued about how Dongxiang Marquis Mansion educated their son, Princess NanAn arranged with Marchioness Jingguo to visit Dongxiang Marquis Mansion, to chat with Mrs. Tang at the mahjong table and inquire how Mrs. Tang and Marquis Dongxiang taught Su Chong. Mrs. Tang played a tile and laughed, "This story is a long one." Mrs. Tang recounted continuously. The story began with Su Chong fainting and being taken to the doctor by Marquis Dongxiang, leading to his amnesia from an impact. "The Marquis made a mistake then, causing Chongchong to forget things from before," Mrs. Tang said. "He was always worried he’d knocked Chongchong into a stupor, feeling uneasily guilty." "Only when Chongchong learned zither, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, and song, competing with others, did the Marquis believe he wasn’t dimwitted." "It was the Marquis’s stubbornness, despite the doctor saying there’s no harm, he remained uneasy, causing Chongchong much hardship, though entering the Capital did find him a stage for his abilities, otherwise, staying in Qingyun Mountain would truly be singing to a cow," Mrs. Tang chuckled. Princess NanAn, "....." Marchioness Jingguo, "....." Marchioness Beining, "....." Duchess Dingguo, "....." To prove their son wasn’t stupid, they made him learn zither, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, and song? This reason was absolutely something they wouldn’t have dreamed of. Initially, they wanted to learn clearly and go back to copy the gourd... Once they understood, Princess NanAn and the others dismissed the thought. Drawing the gourd is tricky; if messed up, the son might truly get knocked silly. ... Today, Xie Jingchen rarely returned to the mansion early. Merely eager to find out what kind of brocade robe Su Jin made for him. Returning home excitedly, only to be drenched from head to toe by a basin of ice water, freezing his face green. Upon returning to the room, Su Jin was still busy, with many cloth scraps on the ground. Su Jin was sewing clothes, Xie Jingchen glanced twice and said, "The clothes you made are too small, aren’t they?" Su Jin looked and said, "Not small." "Too big; Little Black won’t fit." Little Black is going to wear... Little Black... Xie Jingchen felt a surge of blood in his throat, almost spitting it out. Xie Jingchen felt he was internally injured. His wife, married for how long, never thought of making him a brocade robe. Yet she found it leisurely to make clothes for the dog. Xie Jingchen sat there staring at Su Jin, wanting to know what she was thinking, making clothes for a dog. Su Jin was sewing with a needle and thread, feeling uneasy seeing Xie Jingchen looking at her, always worrying he might mock her poor sewing skills. Su Jin glanced several times, and Xie Jingchen was still staring at her. Su Jin’s little fiery temper, "What’s so good to look at? Stop staring!" Xie Jingchen felt even more frustrated. Not making him clothes was one thing, now he couldn’t even look. "Have you ever thought of making me a set of clothes someday?" Xie Jingchen asked straightforwardly. "Never thought about it," Su Jin replied frankly. "..." Outside, even the Hidden Guard on the tree felt the heartache of their Young Master. The Eldest Young Madam and her maid spoke without any tact. Straightforward, a blade of words piercing through blood. Xie Jingchen was speechless from Su Jin’s forthrightness. Su Jin stared at him, seeing his face turn pale and a thought rose: was he jealous of Little Black? She twitched her lips and dismissed that thought. "You have plenty of brocade robes you can’t wear out," Su Jin said. "None were made by you," Xie Jingchen said, annoyed. "..." This statement couldn’t be refuted. Su Jin pondered and said, "If you don’t mind, after I finish with Little Black’s, I’ll make you one too." That seemed more acceptable. Xie Jingchen’s expression improved slightly, but he was still upset. "Make mine first," he said. "..." Su Jin looked at him, Xie Jingchen realized the tone was full of jealousy, his ears reddened slightly, and he stood to pour himself tea. ᴛhis chapter is ᴜpdated by novᴇlfire.net He just sat there, occasionally glancing over. Gradually, his gaze focused. Then, his mouth began to twitch. "I don’t need you to make me a brocade robe anymore," he said, holding his forehead. Suddenly blurting this out without any context left Su Jin a bit muddled. If he wanted it was him. If he didn’t want it was him too. What did this guy really want? "Do you really not want it?" Su Jin asked earnestly. "Really don’t want it," Xie Jingchen said in a mellow tone, eyes steady. His previous displeasure was nowhere to be found. As the clothes made for a dog had sleeves uneven in length, and one side wider than the other, he didn’t believe he’d escape the same fate if she made one for him. He absolutely had no courage to wear such clothes outside. The clothes he wanted couldn’t go unworn when the time came. Now withdrawing the request was not too late. Xie Jingchen quietly got up and went to the study. Su Jin watched him leave, puzzled, "Why not suddenly?" Xingxing shot Su Jin a sideways glance. Did this really need asking? The Young Master’s face had "disdain" practically glowing on it. To not dampen the lady’s confidence, she had to lie through her teeth. "The Young Master must be afraid of tiring the lady," Xingxing said. "It is quite tiring," Su Jin said, rubbing her neck. Xingxing, "..."

Chapter 365: Regret

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