After Transmigration, I Snag a Stunning Bigwig as My Husband-Chapter 472 Playing with Fire

Xie Jingchen spoke with confidence.

Gradually, he began to feel guilty.

He investigated privately, but left his purse behind, causing a frantic search throughout the entire Prince Mansion, and it was ultimately Lady Chi’s people who helped find it.

"In the short term, Father probably won’t go to Qingqiu Garden again," Xie Jingchen said.

Su Jin chuckled to herself.

She could imagine the awkwardness when Xingxing brought the purse to the Prince.

But right now, she was the one feeling awkward.

She was just held in Xie Jingchen’s arms.

She struggled a little, only to have her body pinned.

Su Jin dared not move.

The tips of her ears were so red they could almost drip blood.

She kept her head down, saying nothing.

Suddenly, Xie Jingchen loosened his arm and turned to leave.

Leaving Su Jin bewildered.

After Xie Jingchen left, Xingxing ran over and stared at her.

Su Jin asked, "Why are you looking at me like that?"

"Miss, did you hit the Young Master?" Xingxing asked.

"..."

"Why do you ask that?" Su Jin asked in confusion.

"The Young Master’s nose was injured and he had a nosebleed," Xingxing said.

"..."

Su Jin was momentarily stunned, then her face turned red.

She understood why Xie Jingchen had left so suddenly—it was because he had a nosebleed.

Xingxing looked at her strangely.

Su Jin avoided Xingxing’s gaze, grabbed some ice from the ice tray, and tossed it to Xingxing.

"Go and give your Young Master some ice for his nose," Su Jin said.

Xingxing turned to leave.

"Come back!" Su Jin called out.

Xingxing looked at her.

"I’ll go with you," Su Jin said.

Su Jin stepped up the stairs, with Xingxing close behind.

Just as they entered the room.

When Su Jin stepped inside, Xingxing was grabbed by the Hidden Guard.

As she was about to shout, the Hidden Guard silenced her pressure point and dragged her away.

Inside the bamboo house, Xie Jingchen was sitting by the chessboard. As Su Jin approached, he looked up at her.

Su Jin couldn’t find any trace of his nosebleed.

Xingxing, the maid, was honest to a fault and wouldn’t deceive her.

The nosebleed healed that quickly?

Su Jin was skeptical.

She walked up to Xie Jingchen, bent over, and looked at his nose.

Xie Jingchen’s eyebrows furrowed tightly.

Su Jin reached out and touched it; the tip of his nose was icy cold, much cooler than his cheeks.

Gazing at her, Xie Jingchen felt as if fluffy dogtail grass was making his heart itch.

Xie Jingchen grabbed Su Jin’s hand.

Before Su Jin could react, he directly pulled her to sit in his lap.

Su Jin struggled, blushing, "What are you doing?!"

Xie Jingchen nibbled on her earlobe, "You know I’m all worked up, and yet you play with fire. What do you think I’ll do?"

"Who played with fire?" Su Jin exclaimed.

"I came to treat your nosebleed!"

"Really? Since you came specifically to treat my nosebleed, how can I let my wife be too forward?" Xie Jingchen said with a seductive smile.

His hot breath brushed against Su Jin’s neck.

Su Jin shrank her neck.

What special treatment for a nosebleed?

She was merely here to watch the show.

Now she’s become a lamb delivered to the slaughter.

"I prepared an ice pack for you," Su Jin blushed like the rosy glow of dawn.

"Where’s the ice pack?" Xie Jingchen asked.

"..."

The ice pack was with Xingxing.

Even though she had brought it with her, where had that maid gone?

Su Jin’s earlobe was very sensitive; when Xie Jingchen gently bit it, it felt like a torrent rushing from her soles to the tips of her hair, making her entire body blush a faint pink.

Xie Jingchen, not satisfied with just her earlobe, set his sights on Su Jin’s lips.

He had already regretted leaving the bamboo house earlier.

Why did he walk out in the first place?

But since he was already out, it was inappropriate to go back in.

He hadn’t expected Su Jin to come. Xie Jingchen could no longer suppress his desire.

Those succulent lips, like water-washed cherries, were so tempting, and like flower petals touched by morning dew, they were shiny and alluring.

Xie Jingchen’s throat moved as he kissed her.

As she was kissed into a daze, Su Jin felt she was really about to play with fire this time.

Xie Jingchen’s palm, hot like fire, wandered on her back, causing shivers.

Su Jin unconsciously kicked, accidentally hitting the chess box.

The chess box fell, making a crashing sound as the white jade chess pieces scattered.

The Hidden Guard and Xingxing, waiting under the bamboo shade outside, were startled by the noise.

"Could they be fighting?" Xingxing worriedly asked.

Hidden Guard, "..."

The Hidden Guard’s face lined with the shadows of black lines.

He really couldn’t understand what went on in the head of the Heir’s wife’s maid.

Why was she always worried about the Heir’s wife and Young Master fighting?

Xingxing ran toward the bamboo house.

The Hidden Guard followed closely.

Inside the bamboo house.

The fallen chess box snapped Su Jin out of her daze.

She pushed Xie Jingchen away and stood up.

But she hadn’t run away.

The white jade chess pieces were scattered all over.

In her panic, she forgot and stepped on a piece, causing her to fall backward, landing back down just as she stood up.

The back of her head directly hit Xie Jingchen’s nose.

Xingxing and the Hidden Guard entered just in time to see the scene.

Xingxing covered her face, unable to bear watching.

The Hidden Guard’s lips twitched.

This maid’s worries were truly not unfounded at all.

Su Jin’s head throbbed.

She rubbed the back of her head, looking at Xie Jingchen’s bleeding nose, and with guilt, she lowered her hands.

"Xingxing, ice pack," Su Jin called out.

The previous ice pack had already melted into water.

Xingxing turned to prepare a new one.

Xie Jingchen, with a face of frustration, picked up the jade pendant from the chessboard and iced it against his face.

Su Jin recognized that jade pendant; it was the one she lost that sparked the concubine scandal.

She remembered it was a piece of Warm Jade.

Su Jin reached out to touch it; the pendant was icy cold.

"Why is this jade so strange?" Su Jin asked curiously.

"This is Warm Cold Jade," Xie Jingchen replied.

"Warm in winter and cool in summer, it’s the most esteemed of jades."

After a pause, Xie Jingchen added, "Such a jade pendant is not even found in the Imperial Palace."

This jade pendant was given to Xie Jingchen by the Prince before he went on campaign.

At that time, the weather was cold, and the jade felt hot to the touch.

Xie Jingchen, lacking nothing with charcoal fire and considering it a relic of his deceased mother, didn’t carry it with him but kept it in a drawer.

A few days ago, when Xie Jingchen broke the jade pendant he always carried while bathing and needed to choose a new one to wear, he realized this jade pendant was different.

It was cool to the touch.

Both Warm Jade and Cold Jade were already rare, and this piece, able to both warm and cool, was no ordinary jade.

Xie Jingchen wanted to know what kind of jade it was and sent someone to inquire. No one knew until an old jade craftsman from the palace told him it was Warm Cold Jade.

Such jade, the old craftsman had only seen in books. He had worked with jade in the palace for decades, and not only had he never seen it, but he had never even heard anyone mention it.

This jade pendant was given to the Prince by Xie Jingchen’s birth mother.

To possess such a jade pendant suggests that his mother’s status was extraordinary.

Xie Jingchen suspected that the Prince had not given him the pendant all these years out of fear he would investigate its origins and trace it back to his mother’s identity.

Su Jin understood what Xie Jingchen was thinking.

No son wouldn’t want to know who his birth mother is.

But Su Jin thought that hoping to uncover something through the pendant seemed hopeless.

This pendant had been worn by the Prince for over a decade; all the court officials recognized it, yet no one knew its origins. If the Prince wasn’t worried about it being traced, how could Xie Jingchen find anything?