After Transmigration, I Snag a Stunning Bigwig as My Husband-Chapter 479 Passing Through

The Third Madam went to find Princess Nanzhang, while Madam Fang, not wanting to go, simply returned to the mansion.

It’s heard that both the silver note and the purse were lost together.

Princess Nanzhang’s face changed dramatically.

Although she is a commandery princess, backed by the Empress Dowager and Duke Chong, she doesn’t run a bank.

Maintaining the glory and dignity of a commandery princess costs a lot, like water flowing away.

Since Su Jin married in, Princess Nanzhang kept losing money and was financially strained, so much so that she couldn’t even buy the Purple Jade Head Ornament she promised for Xie Jinyu.

She wouldn’t pretend to be generous and let the ten thousand taels slide.

Even if she had the money, she should claim what is hers.

The Third Madam wasn’t on great terms with Princess Nanzhang. Though annoyed at Madam Fang’s mishandling, she naturally sided with her own family over Nanzhang’s.

After all, her own family was her real backing.

"It’s my in-law’s fault for losing the silver note, but she was only involved to help you, Princess. I can’t ask her to pay ten thousand taels," said the Third Madam.

Princess Nanzhang’s expression was icy, "From what my third sister-in-law is saying, are we just going to forget about the ten thousand taels?"

Privately, the Third Madam hoped so.

But even considering it would be wishful thinking.

She looked at Princess Nanzhang and said, "The priority now is not compensating for the loss but catching the thief. Catch the thief, and neither you, the Princess, nor my in-law has to suffer financially. It would be a happy ending for all."

"However, if the silver note thief isn’t caught, the loss of the ten thousand taels should be shared between you, the Princess, and my family."

Hmm.

The Third Madam managed to extricate herself from blame.

The silver note belonged to Princess Nanzhang, and it was handed to Madam Fang, not through her.

Yet, when asked about the source of the silver note, it was the Third Madam who first mentioned Madam Fang had lost it.

Now with both Princess Nanzhang and Madam Fang in trouble, could she really stay out of it?

Princess Nanzhang would certainly not agree.

As the Third Madam said, finding the silver note would surely be a relief for all.

But if it wasn’t found, there was no way any of them could avoid the loss responsibility.

The Third Madam was fuming inwardly; she had only managed to make a profit of three hundred taels from managing the embroidery room until now. Her help to Princess Nanzhang was merely for gaining control over it.

To think she’d now have to pour in three thousand three hundred taels for that embroidery room authority, she was so angry her whole body ached.

Suppressing her anger, she looked at Princess Nanzhang, "I think this matter is closely related to the Heir’s wife!"

Except for people from the Prince Zhenbei Mansion, no one knew Madam Fang had a purse containing ten thousand taels of the silver note.

No one else would dare such a thing.

The Third Madam was adamant that it was Su Jin’s doing.

Princess Nanzhang’s eyes showed impatience.

Of course, she knew this had to do with the Heir’s wife!

But so what if she knew? The purse was stolen without anyone knowing when it happened, and without the purse, how could she convict the Heir’s wife?

Without evidence, it’s slander!

She’s clinging to compensation because she knew the chances of retrieving the purse were slim!

The Third Madam understood this in her heart, and with suppressed anger, she pierced Princess Nanzhang’s heart, "While we keep losing money day after day, damaging sisterly relationships over a few thousand taels, the Heir’s wife’s Beauty Pavilion is making money hand over fist, it’s always in demand."

Compared to Beauty Pavilion, ten thousand taels are nothing.

If you have the ability, stop fussing over ten thousand taels, and go after the Beauty Pavilion, that’s the real cash cow.

A glint of determination flashed in Princess Nanzhang’s eyes.

Seeing the seeds she planted taking root, the Third Madam got up and left.

The matter of Madam Fang losing the ten thousand taels silver note on the street alarmed the City Patrol Officer, who investigated for three days and found nothing.

Three days later, Madam Fang sent three thousand three hundred taels to the Third Madam.

The issue of losing the silver note temporarily came to an end.

That day, the sun was shining bright, so much so the flowers and plants in the courtyard almost withered away.

Inside the bamboo house, Su Jin was eating an ice pop.

The weather was so hot that everyone was listless, and Xingxing, constantly making iced mung bean soup, had made Su Jin sick of it, making her long for the cooling ice pops of her past life.

Xingxing was a foodie.

Furthermore, she was a proactive foodie.

Su Jin taught her how to make it, and the maid jumped right into action.

Su Jin couldn’t recall how many times she failed. In any case, it had been ten days since the topic of ice pops came up.

After all these days of failure, they finally managed to make an ice pop that looked fairly decent.

The taste certainly couldn’t compare to those from her previous life.

But eating a sweet and sour ice pop in this sun-scorching ancient time was almost tear-inducing.

Xingxing took a big bite and hopped around because it was so cold yet she couldn’t bear to spit it out.

She hastily chewed a couple of times, her teeth chattering from the cold, and quickly swallowed it.

Su Jin admired her strong teeth.

"Eat slowly," Su Jin said.

Xingxing nodded repeatedly.

In front of the Prince Zhenbei Mansion.

Chu Shun and the others halted their horses.

A carriage followed behind them.

After Prince NanAn and his party dismounted, they lifted the box.

They were regular guests at the Prince Zhenbei Mansion and mostly climbed the walls to get in. Yet now, they’re walking through the main gate, carrying a big box, which was indeed puzzling.

They were Xie Jingchen’s brothers, and although Manager Li was curious about what they were delivering to the Prince Zhenbei Mansion, he didn’t ask.

He called a maid to guide Prince NanAn and his group.

"No need, we know the way to the Agarwood Pavilion with our eyes shut," said Prince NanAn.

Manager Li didn’t doubt the truth of his words at all.

He exchanged a few pleasantries, his gaze lingering on the Heir of Marquis Beining a moment longer.

Because out of the four, only he wore a mask.

You see, Chu Shun and the other three always acted in unison, not blood brothers but closer than brothers.

This sudden change did throw Manager Li off a bit.

The four of them carried the big box straight into the inner courtyard, heading directly to the Agarwood Pavilion... the backyard.

They moved along so expertly it was astonishing.

Xie Jingchen, learning they had arrived at the mansion, exited the bamboo house.

"Why are you at the mansion?"

"Is there something you need from me?" Xie Jingchen asked.

"No, we’re not here for you today, Brother Jingchen," replied Prince NanAn.

"... ."

As Xie Jingchen frowned, Chu Shun and his group passed right by him with the big box, heading straight to "Feihu Village."

Xie Jingchen, "... ."

"Sister-in-law, is Sister-in-law in?" Prince NanAn called out.

Xingxing opened the tightly closed door of the bamboo house, still munching on an ice pop.

She called into the bamboo house, "Miss, Prince NanAn and his group are here."

Listening to the voice, it was clear who had come.

Su Jin came out.

Prince NanAn and his party carried over the box.

She stepped aside to make way for them.

Xingxing stared at the big box, "What have you brought for my Miss?"

Chu Shun and his group put the box down, fanning themselves with jade fans due to the heat.

The Heir of Marquis Beining removed the mask from his face.

His bruised and battered face startled Su Jin.

How did he get beaten so badly?

"Sister-in-law, you have to save me," pleaded the Heir of Marquis Beining.

Su Jin’s mouth twitched.

He should at least tell her what was going on first, right?

Prince NanAn and the others brought the box over.

Looking over, she saw who was in the box—

The Heir of Marquis Beining’s cousin.

The Junior Minister of the Ministry of Justice.

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