After Transmigration, I Snag a Stunning Bigwig as My Husband-Chapter 620 Movement

The Hidden Guard mounted his horse and galloped back to the Capital.

By the time he returned to the Prince Mansion, the sky was painted with brilliant sunset hues.

He climbed over the wall to enter the Agarwood Pavilion.

Hmm.

Today’s Agarwood Pavilion was so quiet it felt scary.

Not only was the silence terrifying, but the creaking of the bed boards was also shockingly loud.

The Hidden Guard blushed furiously.

These maids were sensible enough not to stay in the courtyard eavesdropping.

The Hidden Guard walked a distance away and then noticed the commotion outside the courtyard.

He started walking toward it.

From afar, he saw Xingxing standing at the main gate, presenting a stance of blocking an army single-handedly.

A bunch of maids and elderly women stood at the entrance.

The Hidden Guard, "..."

"What’s going on?" the Hidden Guard asked.

The housekeeper from the small kitchen quickly said, "We don’t know what’s happening either. There were sounds of things breaking from the room of the Young Master and Heir’s wife. We were about to check when Miss Xingxing drove us all out and absolutely wouldn’t let us in."

"It’s been more than two hours now."

"Even if we ignored the others, we still need to hurry and make food. Otherwise, we’d end up hungry tonight."

"It doesn’t matter if we go hungry for a night, but what about the Young Master and Heir’s wife?"

There were things the housekeeper couldn’t say outright.

Even if the Heir’s wife beat the Young Master to death, they wouldn’t dare help the Young Master. They simply didn’t have the courage.

There was no need to keep them outside the courtyard at all.

The housekeeper from the small kitchen hoped the Hidden Guard would help persuade Xingxing, but the Hidden Guard sided with Xingxing, "Let’s have dinner at the main kitchen tonight."

The commotion inside the house was indeed too loud.

It was better not to get close or pass by.

Everyone, "..."

The housekeeper from the small kitchen sighed endlessly inside.

She truly had been foolish.

The Agarwood Pavilion was the territory of the Heir’s wife. Even the Young Master didn’t have a say. How could she expect the Young Master’s guard to persuade the Heir’s wife’s maid? It was a delusion.

Especially when the Hidden Guard looked toward Xingxing, with Xingxing turning her face away with a demeanor of ignoring him entirely.

The housekeeper from the small kitchen said, "I’ll go inform the main kitchen."

Though the Agarwood Pavilion wasn’t large, there were quite a few people, especially since the meals for the Young Master and Heir’s wife also had to be prepared by the main kitchen, which truly added to their burden.

But now that Princess Nanzhang could only ever be a concubine, and the Old Madam couldn’t even help herself, the small kitchen wouldn’t dare utter even half a complaint about making the food for the Agarwood Pavilion.

...

Qingzheng Court.

It was the Prince’s courtyard.

Inside, the Princess Consort leaned against a large pillow, and Xique brought her a bowl of bird’s nest soup.

The Princess Consort wasn’t very hungry, and after taking a couple of bites, she couldn’t eat any more.

"Princess Consort, please eat a bit more," Xique said worriedly.

This kind of on-and-off eating made Xique fear that the Princess Consort’s body would not hold up.

Caiju looked at the Princess Consort, "Is the Princess Consort worried about the Young Master and Heir’s wife?"

No one knew what had happened at the Agarwood Pavilion. The maids and elderly women had been driven out, and no one knew what was happening inside. Even the maids were worried, let alone the Princess Consort.

Xique tried to comfort her, "Princess Consort, don’t worry. The Young Master is skilled in martial arts, and the Heir’s wife is proficient in medical skills. They’ll be alright."

But Xique’s voice was somewhat shaky.

If there wasn’t a problem, why had Xingxing driven the maids out?

"If the Princess Consort is worried, I can go ask Xingxing," Xique offered.

She handed the bird’s nest soup to Caiju, then darted out the door.

While passing the study, she happened to see the Third Master, Third Madam, and Xie Jinxiu heading toward it.

The Third Master’s arm had been dislocated by the Prince, and a doctor had been called to the mansion. The Old Prince, being angered by the fake Old Madam...

No!

Had been so infuriated by the fake Old Madam that he spat blood, and the Heir’s wife said he needed to rest quietly. Why had so many people arrived?

Furthermore, not just the third family, even the second aunt had brought her son and daughter back.

Xique, full of curiosity, watched a bit longer.

The Third Master wanted to see the Old Prince, but was stopped by the guards at the door.

In the end, the Third Master knelt.

As soon as he knelt, the others followed, filling the entrance until not even water could pass through.

Xique watched through the doorway for a while, found it boring, and then walked away.

The fake Old Madam was a despicable person pretending to be someone else, deserved death, but she bore the Old Prince a pair of children, and now the Third Master and Second Aunt were kneeling at the door, obviously begging the Old Prince to spare the Old Madam.

Who knows what would become of the Old Madam in the end?

At the entrance of the Agarwood Pavilion.

Xingxing was crouched on the ground, drawing circles.

Xique approached, and Xingxing, upon seeing her, exclaimed excitedly, "Xique, why are you here?"

"The maids and elderly women weren’t allowed into the Agarwood Pavilion, which worried the Princess Consort. I came to ask you what happened," Xique inquired.

Xingxing looked around, motioned Xique to lean in, and whispered a few words.

Xique’s face instantly turned red.

"It’s broad daylight...."

"That’s why I drove everyone out. It’s really quite embarrassing," Xingxing replied, blushing.

"I should go inform the Princess Consort first, so she doesn’t worry."

It was joyful news that the Young Master and Heir’s wife had consummated their marriage.

Xique hurried back to the outer courtyard.

At that moment, the Prince happened to be inside, though he was behind the screen changing clothes.

Xique, unaware, began to chatter, "Princess Consort, no need to worry! Xingxing had to clear everyone out because the Young Master and Heir’s wife made quite a commotion consummating their marriage...."

"Ahem!"

Before Xique could finish, the Princess Consort quickly coughed to interrupt her.

When had this maid started speaking as bluntly as Xingxing?

Hmm.

Xique was just too excited.

She knew the Princess Consort was longing to hold a grandchild.

Xique relayed what Xingxing had told her without organizing her words anew before informing the Princess Consort.

Behind the screen, the Prince looked displeased.

After bringing the Heir’s wife into the house for so long, and still not having consummated the marriage, the Prince Mansion had undergone such big events, and yet he...

And to do it in broad daylight...

Broad daylight aside, but to make such a big commotion.

The Prince finished changing and came out from behind the screen, at which point Xique realized the Prince was there, and her face turned so embarrassed that she wished she could put it on the back of her head.

The Prince said nothing and walked straight out.

The Old Madam was fake, very possibly the mother-killer he sought vengeance on, and the Old Prince was exasperated to the point of spitting blood. Each event was a significant matter, and the Prince had no mind for anything else.

Outside Agarwood Pavilion.

Xingxing was growing impatient but didn’t dare enter.

She was sure that as soon as she left, the others would enter the courtyard, and it wouldn’t be as easy to drive them out again.

The Hidden Guard approached the inner room, listened, and, hearing no sound, came back out and said, "The coast is clear."

Xingxing quickly got up, brushed the dust off her clothes, and hurried into the courtyard.

She stood at the door, perked up her ears, listened carefully, and, hearing no sound, finally sighed in relief.

Having just squatted outside the courtyard, she couldn’t go inside now. She could only sit under the corridor, hugging a pillar, lost in thought again.

Inside the room.

Su Jin was in a deep sleep.

Her long black hair was disheveled, a touch of red still lingered on her cheeks, and her brows held an alluring charm of a newlywed woman. 𝘧𝘳𝘦ℯ𝓌𝘦𝒷𝘯𝑜𝑣𝘦𝓁.𝒸𝘰𝓂

Xie Jingchen looked at her, gently caressing the marks on her neck and chest left by kisses with his fingertips. His heart was brimming yet filled with regret for his earlier roughness.

She was like a gourmet feast, never enough to savor, making him wish he could absorb her entirely.