After Transmigration, I Snag a Stunning Bigwig as My Husband-Chapter 481 Giving Advice

Prince NanAn and his group carried the box into the back courtyard of the Agarwood Pavilion for less than two quarters of an hour before carrying a large box out.

The maids and old women of the Agarwood Pavilion had no idea what they were doing.

Leaving the Agarwood Pavilion, they drew frequent sideways glances from the maids and old women.

They carried their cousin in with weighty steps and carried him out with the same heavy steps.

However, they left a significant suspicion in the hearts of everyone at Prince Zhenbei Mansion.

The first was Xie Jingchuan.

As he returned to the mansion, he happened to run into Chu Shun and his group.

Xie Jingchuan stared at the box, "What’s inside such a big box?"

"Nothing," said the Heir of Marquis Beining.

"Really nothing?" Xie Jingchuan was skeptical.

The Heir of Marquis Beining’s heart trembled with fear, lest others discover he had knocked out his cousin to seek treatment from Su Jin.

If word got out, the consequences would be unpredictable.

This was also why Prince NanAn and his group helped the Heir of Marquis Beining.

If anything happened along the way, as long as it wasn’t the Emperor, they could handle anyone else.

Prince NanAn looked at Xie Jingchuan and said, "Please let us pass."

Xie Jingchuan was genuinely curious.

Carrying something out of Prince Zhenbei Mansion, who knew what was inside the box?

They were good brothers to Xie Jingchen.

Xie Jingchen’s biological mother was unknown, while Xie Jingchuan had the Empress Dowager and Duke Chong behind him, and his mother was Princess Nanzhang.

In terms of noble status, it was not much different from a Prince.

But the position of heir was Xie Jingchen’s, and he had no share in it.

Although Xie Jingchen’s origins were unclear, he had Marquis Dongxiang as a father-in-law, the Eldest Young Master of Duke Dingguo Mansion as a brother-in-law, and brothers like Prince NanAn, and being the eldest legitimate son meant the position of heir was in his hands.

Xie Jingchuan did not want to see Prince NanAn and his group frequently visiting Prince Zhenbei Mansion without reason.

The closer they were to Xie Jingchen, the more disadvantageous it was for him.

Before, they visited under the guise of checking on his illness, and combined with frequently climbing over the walls, he couldn’t catch them.

This time, walking through the main entrance for real, how could Xie Jingchuan miss the opportunity?

Looking at the large box, Xie Jingchuan said, "Is there a ghost in the box?"

Prince NanAn looked at Xie Jingchuan with displeasure.

How unlucky to run into him.

They weren’t afraid of Xie Jingchuan, but Xie Jingchuan was Xie Jingchen’s brother, and although their relationship wasn’t good, they were blood brothers.

They were brothers who came halfway, it was different.

They couldn’t act rashly and make it difficult for Xie Jingchen, so they mostly endured it.

With the weather recently being hot, tempers flaring, they found Xie Jingchuan even more unpleasant.

Besides, Xie Jingchuan was obviously provoking them; not letting him see meant there was something shady in the box.

Prince NanAn wanted to carry the box away, but Xie Jingchuan blocked the way, and indeed they couldn’t leave.

Prince NanAn’s temper was about to flare and hit someone.

Chu Shun stopped him and said, "If Second Young Master Xie wants to see, let him see."

"But before you look, we have a condition," Chu Shun said.

Xie Jingchuan frowned a bit.

"What condition?" he asked.

"After you see, you must not reveal a word; if you can’t do that, don’t blame us for beating you up," Chu Shun said.

Xie Jingchuan gladly agreed.

Chu Shun called Manager Li to witness.

If he leaked it later, they could team up to give Xie Jingchuan a beating, and it seemed the thought of beating him lessened their resistance to the possibility of leaking.

The servants at the door all withdrew.

Only Xie Jingchuan, with Manager Li standing far away.

Some things are better left unknown.

The Eldest Young Master of Duke Dingguo Mansion opened the box, and Xie Jingchuan saw the Junior Minister of the Ministry of Justice unconscious inside.

Xie Jingchuan, "....".

No ghost in the box, but a cousin.

"What are you bringing him to the mansion for?" Xie Jingchuan asked curiously.

"You don’t need to know that," Chu Shun replied indifferently.

"You just need to know we didn’t take anything from Prince Zhenbei Mansion."

He closed the box.

The four of them lifted the box and left.

Before leaving, they glanced at Xie Jingchuan, "Remember your promise."

A cold smile played on Xie Jingchuan’s lips as he walked away.

They lifted the box onto the carriage, then pulled the Junior Minister of the Ministry of Justice out of the box and sent him to the Ministry of Justice.

They didn’t deliver him to the door, just watched from a distance as the driver delivered the person.

As the government officials of the Ministry of Justice helped the Junior Minister out of the carriage and into the Ministry of Justice, Prince NanAn and his group finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Delivering someone for treatment felt like an exhilarating theft.

With recent gloominess, this little turmoil seemed to have improved their mood slightly.

The Heir of Marquis Beining looked at them and said, "Thanks, brothers, for your help. I’m going to hide out for a while, remember to keep me posted on any news."

"How will we notify you?" Prince NanAn asked.

"Post an announcement?"

"....".

This question directly stunned the Heir of Marquis Beining.

Chu Shun patted his shoulder, holding back a laugh, "That’s a good idea."

The Heir of Marquis Beining rolled his eyes, clasped fists to thank them, and then borrowed all the money from Prince NanAn’s group.

Unlike Su Chong, he couldn’t go out without any silver and readily find someone to cover his expenses, never worrying about food and drink.

With no money, he had no confidence.

Prince NanAn looked at him, "I think this is an excellent opportunity for training."

"Aren’t you afraid I’ll starve out there?" the Heir of Marquis Beining asked.

"....".

Prince NanAn had no rebuttal, tossing him the purse while reminding, "Be thrifty with my money while you’re out."

The Heir of Marquis Beining, "....".

"Brothers, see you later."

The Heir of Marquis Beining clasped his fists, reluctantly mounted his horse, and rode toward the city gate.

Meanwhile, the Beining Marquis Mansion servant waiting by the city wall was getting a bit impatient.

The Heir of Marquis Beining rode over, the servant waved to him, face full of cheerful excitement, making it impossible for the Heir not to notice him.

This clearly anticipated his leaving the Capital, waiting for him here.

The Heir of Marquis Beining turned his horse around and left the Capital by another city gate.

It turned out there were Beining Marquis Mansion servants at all four city gates of the Capital.

A servant alone couldn’t do anything to the Heir of Marquis Beining, but he didn’t want to hit his own family’s servant in public.

He sat gloomily on his horse.

The servant ran over and said, "Young Master, Madam asked me to convey a message to you."

"What message?" the Heir of Marquis Beining asked.

"Madam said you can leave the Capital, but she’s arranging your betrothal in the next few days, so you’ll marry once you return," the servant replied.

In almost an instant.

The Heir of Marquis Beining felt his Achilles’ heel grasped by his mother.

He couldn’t say anything about leaving; even moving was out of the question.

"Who gave my mother this lousy idea?" the Heir asked.

He understood his mother.

His mother would never think of such a good way to threaten him.

There must be an expert advising from behind.

The servant did not hide it either, saying, "Madam was playing Mahjong at the Dongxiang Marquis Mansion."

The Heir of Marquis Beining’s mouth twitched.

No need to say, this idea must have been taught to his mother by the Dongxiang Marquis’s wife.

Even Brother Su couldn’t escape her clutches, let alone him.

The Heir of Marquis Beining sat defeated on his horse, letting the servant lead the horse back home.

Drunken Immortal Pavilion.

Private Room.

Prince NanAn leaned against the window, watching the crowds on the street.

He saw the Heir of Marquis Beining passing by on the street.

The corner of his mouth twitched as he turned back to look at Chu Shun and the others.

"No need to worry about Brother Mu being hungry or lacking clothes; he was caught before even leaving the Capital."

Chu Shun and the others approached the window to look.

Instantly, black lines appeared across their faces.

"Isn’t this a farewell meeting?"

"It’s clearly a reunion."