After Transmigration, I Snag a Stunning Bigwig as My Husband-Chapter 622 Disaster

This night, Su Jin slept very soundly, and time passed quickly. When she opened her eyes, it was already bright outside.

But for the Prince and the Old Prince, it was a night of torment.

Especially for the Old Prince.

A sleepless night.

Those memories, long blurred by the years, became extraordinarily clear this time. 𝗳𝐫𝚎𝗲𝚠𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝘃𝚎𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝗺

He remembered the early days of marriage and the time of mutual support with the Old Madam.

Although they were poor, the days were fulfilling and joyful.

The Old Prince always regretted not accompanying the Old Madam to the Great Buddha Temple for incense, which led to her being injured in a carriage accident and losing her memory.

Over the years, because of self-blame and guilt, he was even more attentive to the Old Madam.

Unexpectedly!

For so many years, the person he was facing was very likely the enemy who killed his wife.

With these thoughts, the Old Prince even had the heart to grind the Old Madam’s bones to dust.

The Old Prince spent a night in grief, a night in anger.

The Third Master and others knelt outside all night.

Though the night wasn’t as hot as the day, there were many mosquitoes at night, and kneeling all night left them exhausted.

The overwhelmed Xie Jinxiu "fainted" and was carried back to the house by the maids.

When it was daylight.

Manager Li entered the room and said to the Old Prince, "The Third Master and others are still kneeling outside."

The Old Prince had not slept all night.

He knew the Third Master and others were kneeling outside.

"Have they confessed?" the Old Prince asked.

Manager Li shook his head, "Nothing has been confessed."

An entire night of interrogation, yet the fake Old Madam said nothing.

She wouldn’t say whether the Old Madam was dead or alive, nor was there any way to continue the interrogation.

"Let her kneel with them!"

"Kneel until she confesses!"

There was a hostile tone in the Old Prince’s voice.

Manager Li left the room.

Dragging the Old Madam and Aunt Ding to the outer courtyard.

The Old Prince made the Old Madam kneel in the courtyard, and he didn’t think Aunt Ding could escape either.

Although not in league, Aunt Ding’s crime was enough to cost her life.

The Old Madam entered the courtyard, and after just one night, her hair had turned half-white, aging her by more than ten years.

She stood at the door, refusing to kneel to the death.

Manager Li glanced at the maidservant.

The maidservant lifted her foot and kicked the Old Madam to her knees.

With her knees hitting the ground, the Old Madam’s forehead veins bulged in pain.

The Third Master tried to stand up, but after kneeling all night, he struggled to get up.

As he staggered to his feet, he tried to support the Old Madam but was stopped by Manager Li.

The Third Master coldly said, "Do you dare?!"

"After so many years of dedication and hard work for the Duke Mansion, how dare a mere servant like you act so presumptuously?!"

Manager Li looked at the Third Master and said, "The Old Prince punished her to kneel, to have her confess the whereabouts of the real Old Madam."

As for the hardships, if being the Duchess was so difficult, why conspire to harm her sister and seize this hardship?

If she were truly the Old Madam, she would never have forced the Prince to marry Princess Nanzhang, turning the Prince Mansion into a mess.

Accomplishments?

This is clearly a calamity!

But, as a servant, there were some things that Manager Li really couldn’t say out loud.

The Third Master wanted to support the Old Madam, Manager Li didn’t allow it, but he didn’t dare to be forceful either.

However, the Prince was different.

He came over and kicked the Third Master away with his foot.

The Third Master slammed into a tree and fell heavily.

Fallen leaves covered him.

The Third Madam and the Fourth Young Master wanted to help him but were too weak to get up.

Instead, in their anxiousness, another one fainted.

The Fourth Young Master fainted and was carried away by the servants.

"If he continues to obstruct, hit him hard for me!" the Prince said coldly.

The Third Master spat out a mouthful of blood.

Weak all over, he couldn’t get up for a long time.

If it wasn’t to get all the truth out of the Old Madam’s mouth, the Prince would have already made her life worse than death, but merely making her kneel was already the lightest of penalties.

Back then, the Old Madam drifted into the Capital; without someone behind the scenes facilitating, she couldn’t possibly have swapped identities single-handedly.

Over the years, the Old Madam had always been close to the Empress Dowager and the Old Madam of Duke Chong’s Mansion.

Elder Yong Cheng even married the sister of Duke Chong and was conferred the title of Earl. The mastermind behind these events clearly points to the Old Madam of Duke Chong’s Mansion and the Empress Dowager!

The Old Madam deserved to die, and as the mastermind, the Empress Dowager deserved even more to die!

But without evidence, there was no way to topple the high and mighty Empress Dowager.

Even after a whole night and no confession, he wanted to see just how hard her bones could be!

This night, the Old Madam was locked up in the woodshed all night, and a Hidden Guard was on watch all night, just to prevent anyone from killing her to silence her.

Peony Garden.

Princess Nanzhang sat in front of the dressing table, with Mrs. Zhao helping her bind her dark hair.

The maid came in to report, "Commandery Princess, the Old Madam and Aunt Ding have been dragged to the outer courtyard to kneel."

Princess Nanzhang’s brows knitted tightly.

"It seems the Old Madam still hasn’t confessed yet," said Mrs. Zhao.

Princess Nanzhang looked at herself in the copper mirror, her face still haggard, but she was more spirited than yesterday.

She had no choice but to pull herself together.

If the Old Madam confessed to the Empress Dowager, the consequences would be unimaginable.

However, the Old Madam was clear in her heart.

Not confessing might leave a sliver of life.

If confessed, she would undoubtedly die.

"If not for holding Elder Yong Cheng in such high regard, she wouldn’t have slipped up," Princess Nanzhang said, hating iron for not becoming steel.

Mrs. Zhao also thought the Old Madam was a bit foolish but could understand, "After all, she followed her all the way into the Capital and suffered hardships, unlike the Third Master and Second Aunt."

After entering the Duke Zhen Country Mansion, she had children who were nursed by a wet nurse.

To avoid revealing the truth, all four children had to be treated equally, without favoritism.

If back then the Prince hadn’t been unwilling to marry the Commandery Princess, and the Eldest Aunt hadn’t helped to persuade them, the siblings and the Old Madam would have drifted apart, and the Old Madam really wouldn’t have found a legitimate reason to openly favor the Third Master and Second Aunt.

This deliberately suppressed mother-son relationship could never compare to the deep bond formed by facing hardships together with Elder Yong Cheng, dependent on each other for survival.

Especially as Elder Yong Cheng was dutiful and, during the holidays, his filial duties were without omission, not inferior to the Third Master at all.

If Elder Yong Cheng was also smart, not to mention the Old Madam being punished by the Old Prince to reflect at the Great Buddha Temple and later going to JingAn Temple.

Elder Yong Cheng sent so much ice to JingAn Temple to help cool down, just to reduce the Old Madam’s suffering a little.

If she were the Old Madam, she would also particularly favor such a dutiful son, not to mention the deep hatred of killing her son and destroying her grandsons.

But having endured for over thirty years, flaunting glory for half a lifetime, she leaked it in the endgame, missing success at the last moment.

The maid brought meal into the room, but Princess Nanzhang didn’t even take a glance before she went out.

Mrs. Zhao advised her not to move, but she had to assist her to the front yard.

However, when they arrived at the front yard, just as they walked to the courtyard gate, they were stopped by the servants, "The Prince has ordered that before the Old Madam confesses, no one is allowed to approach her."

Princess Nanzhang’s face was gloomy, "What does the Prince mean by this?!"

"We do not dare presume the Prince’s intent. Commandery Princess, please return," the servant said respectfully.

Princess Nanzhang could see from a distance the Old Madam kneeling on the ground.

Mrs. Zhao glanced at Princess Nanzhang.

Clearly, the Prince suspected the Empress Dowager.

Afraid of them killing the Old Madam to silence her, taking precautions against them.

The Prince wouldn’t let them in, and Princess Nanzhang couldn’t force her way in.

With a cold face, she angrily turned and left.

Just after walking a bit further, a maid approached from afar.

The maid carried a tray with a delicate brocade box on it, curtsied forward and said, "Commandery Princess, someone from Duke Chong’s Mansion sent something for you."