Chapter 466 Drunk

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Get a glimpse of "After Transmigration, I Snag a Stunning Bigwig as My Husband" Chapter 466: The main gate of the Prince Mansion is a bit far from the second gate.Xingxing,... Continue the adventure now!

The main gate of the Prince Mansion is a bit far from the second gate.Xingxing, carrying a bundle, was already too sunburnt to speak by the time she reached the carriage. She leaned against the carriage, looking utterly defeated. Buying a gift for Young Master Su went smoothly, but the more anxious she was to return to Dongxiang Marquis Mansion, the more things went awry. On the bustling street, two carriages collided, and both drivers shifted the blame, leading to a fight. A crowd gathered, three layers deep, causing a major blockage for half the day. It wasn’t until the City Patrol Officer came to clear the way that traffic resumed. By the time Xingxing arrived at Dongxiang Marquis Mansion, it was already lunchtime. After delivering the medicine to Old Duke Chong, Xingxing ran towards the inner courtyard. Inside the room. Young Master Su was wrapped in a blanket, sneezing repeatedly. Young Master Shen, the Ninth Prince, and Miss Shen were gathered around the table eating. "This dish is really delicious," said Young Master Shen. "It’s not inferior to the Imperial Banquet food," remarked the Ninth Prince. "The chicken drumstick smells so good," Miss Shen said with her mouth full. Young Master Su wore a gloomy expression, wishing he could throw everyone out. He had already said he wasn’t eating. Not only did they purposely make fragrant sounds to tempt him, but they also said it out loud. How could they?! Young Master Su snorted and turned his back. Xingxing cheerfully carried a pile of gifts inside, but Young Master Su was uninterested. Xingxing looked at him, "Young Master, what’s wrong?" "I..." "Achoo!" Young Master Su sneezed a big sneeze. He rubbed his nose, "I’m fine, I’m fine, you can go back." Nᴇw novel chapters are publɪshed on novel(ꜰ)ire.net Xingxing wasn’t worried about Young Master Su having any issues. Curiously, she asked, "What about the wheelchair? Is it still not fixed?" "Ahhh!" Young Master Su screamed while clutching his head, startling Xingxing. Miss Shen ran over with the chicken drumstick in hand, "Brother Su Yang doesn’t allow anyone to mention the word ’wheelchair’." "Why?" Xingxing asked bewildered. "Nobody’s allowed to talk about it!" Young Master Su snapped. To prevent Xingxing from asking further, Miss Shen turned back and continued eating. Leaving Xingxing feeling extremely curious. No one told her, which made her even more inquisitive. After leaving Young Master Su’s room, she exited the mansion, stopping a maid halfway to ask what had happened. The maid she stopped was laughing uncontrollably. "The wheelchair was delivered yesterday. Young Master and several others were happily playing with it, and the Ninth Prince and others pushed him around the garden. But they ran too fast, couldn’t hold it back, and the wheelchair slipped to the edge of the Lotus Pond, crashed into a rock, and Young Master, along with the wheelchair, fell into the pond," the maid said, holding back laughter. Xingxing: "..." "So pitiful," Xingxing said with sympathy. "It really was pitiful; we almost laughed our jaws off," the maid said. "..." When Young Master Su climbed out of the Lotus Pond, he was covered in mud. Except for the Ninth Prince and a few others, everyone else almost laughed themselves silly. Young Master Su felt his dignity had fallen into the Lotus Pond and didn’t want anyone to mention it. He even had the wheelchair sent to the kitchen for firewood. Yes. Xingxing went to the kitchen to eat and even saw the wheelchair. Pulled out of the Lotus Pond, it was too wet to burn properly. The cooks were waiting for it to dry before chopping it into firewood. After eating lunch, Xingxing took a carriage to the bustling street to buy silk threads for Lady Chi. In the past, Mrs. Li could leave the mansion and could spend a little money to buy from the embroidery room or have the embroidery room help bring some. Now the embroidery room was under Third Madam’s management. Third Madam and Princess Nanzhang had teamed up to trouble Lady Chi, only to be countered by Su Jin, which infuriated them. The embroidery room manager was a confidant of Third Madam and wouldn’t dare to help Lady Chi to avoid incurring Third Madam’s displeasure. Xique’s knee was not fully healed and couldn’t go out. Caiju and Lu Qiao were not qualified enough, so Xique had no choice but to ask Xingxing for help. Lady Chi made a list, and Xingxing bought a bundle according to it. Fortunately, the bundle looked large but wasn’t heavy at all. After buying some pastries and a few hairpins, Xingxing headed back to the mansion. The carriage stopped at the second gate, and as soon as Xingxing got off the carriage, she saw Third Master stopping by the side gate on horseback. The strong smell of alcohol could be detected from far away. Not only could she smell the alcohol, but Third Master was leaning against the gate, vomiting heavily. Xingxing felt she definitely had a vendetta with the third household. She met Third Madam and Second Young Lady when she left, and encountered Third Master upon returning. And both times, she was kept outside the gate. Xingxing had no choice but to carry her bundle forward and enter the mansion through the main gate. The servants looked at her, frowning slightly. Didn’t the carriage just pass by? Why is the heir’s maid coming from behind? Xingxing, carrying the bundle, said, "It’s not that I have a bad memory and insist on going through the main gate. It’s that Third Master vomited all over the place at the side gate." Third Master not only vomited, but also passed out. He was carried back to the South Courtyard by the servants. Wutong Garden. The Old Prince sat on the bed while Doctor Zhao helped him change the medicine, saying, "The Old Prince’s wound is healing well." The Hidden Guard stood beside him, feeling heartache seeing the Old Prince’s wound. Along the way, they encountered quack doctors who scraped off who knows how much flesh, and the injury not only didn’t improve but got worse. If it weren’t for the Heir’s wife’s excellent medical skills that she taught to Doctor Zhao, the Old Prince would have likely faced grave danger. After applying medicine and bandaging the Old Prince, Doctor Zhao said his goodbyes. As soon as he left, Chief Steward Li came in and said, "Old Prince, Third Master got drunk and vomited all over the side gate." The Old Prince’s brows furrowed tightly. "Isn’t today a day off? How did he get drunk?" the Old Prince asked. "Not just today; in the past few days, Third Master has come back with the smell of alcohol," Chief Steward Li said. With Third Master’s abnormal behavior and the Old Madam not being in the mansion, Chief Steward Li had been previously instructed by Third Master to not inform the Old Prince. However, with Third Master vomiting at the side gate, Chief Steward Li could no longer keep it a secret. The Old Prince’s eyebrows knitted tightly as he ordered, "Call Third Master’s closest servant." Soon, Third Master’s servant arrived. The Old Prince asked why Third Master was drunk. The servant’s eyes shifted evasively, and he stammered. "Speak!" the Old Prince’s voice was sharp. The servant, frightened, knelt down with a thud, "Third Master is troubled in his heart, so he is drinking to drown his sorrows." Third Master frowned deeply. "Third Master is impotent, and previously, to cure his ailment, spent over ten thousand taels of silver to buy an Oiran from the brothel. Originally, he was nearly cured," the servant said. "The Old Madam knew the Old Prince disapproved of Third Master marrying a brothel girl, especially while the Old Prince and the Prince were away at the border fighting enemies. Before your return to the Capital, she forced Third Master to sell his concubine." "But Third Master’s illness hadn’t fully recovered, and before the human trafficker could sell the concubine, he bought her back and now has hidden her in the side courtyard." "Third Master begged the Old Madam, but she refused to relent, only saying to have Third Master persuade you." "As long as you agree, the Old Madam won’t object." "Third Master didn’t dare bring it up to you. He doesn’t want to keep a mistress outside the mansion, and doesn’t know what to do, feeling stifled internally...." The Old Prince’s face darkened like a pot’s bottom. "How did he become impotent?!" he asked. "Is it incurable?!" The servant remained silent with his head lowered. The Old Prince looked at Chief Steward Li. Chief Steward Li had no choice but to brace himself and fill in the parts the servant hadn’t said. To explain the situation, he had to start from when the Old Madam had Su Jin massage Third Master’s foot. When the Old Prince heard the beginning, his face turned black in a way words couldn’t describe, and as it continued to Princess Nanzhang pretending to be Su Jin to deceive Marquis Dongxiang into sending antidiarrheal medicine— The Old Prince was so angry that his wound throbbed in pain. "Is this how they managed the Prince Mansion while I was away?!" The Old Prince was furious beyond control. Chief Steward Li dared not answer. The servant boldly looked up and said, "Many people are mocking Third Master behind his back, and if not for me stopping him several times, he would have fought with people." "Old Prince, please allow Third Master to bring Aunt Xue back to the mansion."

Chapter 466 Drunk

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