After Transmigration, I Snag a Stunning Bigwig as My Husband-Chapter 625 Affection

Su Jin looked at her, the maid of the embroidery room cried, "I didn’t wear the Princely Heir’s wife’s dress, I just remembered the night before delivering the dress to her, Cai Chun went to the embroidery room to get some thread, came back with a terrified white face, hid under the blanket trembling. I asked her what happened, but she said nothing, only told me not to touch your dress."

"I didn’t want to touch it, but Mrs. Qian named me to fold the clothes well and deliver them to the Agarwood Pavilion with her."

"Afterwards, Cai Chun avoided me, whenever I tried to talk to her, she kept her distance." 𝚏𝕣𝐞𝗲𝐰𝕖𝐛𝐧𝕠𝕧𝚎𝚕.𝐜𝚘𝗺

Now thinking back, Cai Chun was surely afraid she caught the plague and avoided her.

Su Jin’s face was as cold as frost.

The old women outside the door did not leave, and upon hearing the maid’s words from the embroidery room, their hearts sank heavily.

Once the plague spreads, nobody knows how many people could die.

To take the life of the Princely Heir’s wife, the Old Madam was willing to let so many people die with her.

Why didn’t she just die herself?!

She was the one who deserved death the most!

The two old women internally cursed the Old Madam countless times.

Su Jin left the inner room, with Xingxing following closely behind.

Embroidery courtyard.

Su Jin stepped in.

Xingxing followed with a tray.

No one knew what was inside the tray, it was covered with silk.

Su Jin’s face was livid, and the sight of her made the maids and women in the embroidery room fearful.

Mrs. Qian came out to greet, "Why has the Princely Heir’s wife come to the embroidery room?"

"Which maid is Cai Chun?" Su Jin asked.

A maid timidly answered, "It... it is I."

She trembled as she stepped forward.

Su Jin looked at her, "What did you see that night that made you tell Dong Lan not to touch my dress?"

Cai Chun’s little face turned pale.

Mrs. Qian suddenly looked at Cai Chun.

The cold gaze frightened Cai Chun.

This maid had secretly advised Dong Lan and later avoided Dong Lan after she touched the dress, which showed she was smart.

If she was smart, she should know that if Mrs. Qian got away with it, she would be the one in trouble once the Princely Heir’s wife left.

Besides, opposing the Princely Heir’s wife never ended well, and anyone using such lowly means to harm others should receive retribution.

Cai Chun knelt, "That night, I ran out of embroidery thread and went back to the embroidery room to get more. I saw light inside the room, but it wasn’t bright. Suspecting someone was stealing thread, I tiptoed closer and saw Mrs. Qian using chopsticks to pull out a piece of rag from your dress."

"She casually threw the rag into the brazier, burning it along with the chopsticks."

As soon as Cai Chun finished talking, Mrs. Qian moved to hit her, "You little wench, slandering me with empty words!"

Su Jin blocked Cai Chun.

Mrs. Qian’s raised hand had to drop back down.

"Slander?" Su Jin chuckled.

Mrs. Qian insisted adamantly that she never tampered with Su Jin’s dress.

Su Jin didn’t bother arguing further with her.

She glanced at Xingxing.

Xingxing handed the tray to a maid.

The silk was lifted, revealing the dress made for Su Jin that she never wore.

Xingxing took the dress.

She stepped towards Mrs. Qian.

Mrs. Qian took steps back.

Backing into the embroidery frame, Xingxing put the dress on her.

Mrs. Qian resisted, but no maid or woman in the Duke Zhenbei Mansion could match Xingxing’s strength.

Mrs. Qian’s face turned as pale as paper, her body shook like a sieve.

How could she not be afraid?

Dong Lan merely tidied Su Jin’s dress and delivered it to the Agarwood Pavilion, and she contracted the plague.

Xingxing draped the dress over her, how could she escape?

Mrs. Qian’s legs gave way, and she collapsed to her knees.

Su Jin looked at her, "Are you going to confess, or do you want a beating before you confess?"

...

The Old Madam fainted for the seventh time.

Despite the maid splashing half a bucket of water, the Old Madam did not wake up.

She squatted down to check the Old Madam’s breath.

It was so weak she could hardly feel it.

Manager Li hurried into the house to report to the Old Prince.

The Old Prince, supported by Manager Li, came out.

The Third Master, his throat dry as fire and his vision blurred to the point of near blindness.

Seeing the Old Prince, the Third Master fell at his feet, "Father, Mother’s health is weak. Though she has wronged, she has been with you for over thirty years."

"For over thirty years of marriage, can you not be lenient?"

The Old Prince trembled with anger.

If not for her switching places, would he have been married to her for thirty years?!

Manager Li signaled, and two servants pulled the Third Master away.

Manager Li supported the Old Prince to stand before the Old Madam.

"Wake her up!" the Old Prince ordered coldly.

The maid brought a bucket of water over.

Ice chips that hadn’t melted floated in the water.

A bucket of water splashed onto the Old Madam’s face.

As soon as there was a breath left, she woke up cold and clear.

A gust of wind blew, and the Old Madam felt as if her body had frozen over.

Her blurry gaze gradually cleared, seeing the Old Prince standing before her.

The Old Madam wore a wry smile on her face.

"Will you confess or not?!" the Old Prince’s voice was colder than it had ever been.

The Old Madam looked at him, a mocking smile on her face, weakly retorted, "Confess what?"

"For so many years, have I not been a competent Duchess of the Duke Mansion?"

"If she was truly that good and trustworthy, why wouldn’t she even tell you she had a twin sister?"

Seeing the Old Madam’s justifiable retort.

Manager Li only felt heartache for the Old Prince, who lived half his life with such a shameless woman.

Because she eloped, the Wang Family relocated entirely, falling into decline.

What sister would willingly admit to having such a shameless elder sister?

It was precisely because she kept it secret, without telling the Old Prince, that she seized the chance to drive a wedge between the Old Prince and the original Duchess.

However, the Old Prince was not so easily manipulated.

"Where is she?!" the Old Prince demanded, fists clenching.

"If I die, none of you will know where she is!" the Old Madam coldly replied.

The whereabouts of the original Duchess were her only amulet.

After over thirty years of marriage to the Old Prince, although that affection was obtained through schemes, she knew him somewhat.

He tolerated no betrayal.

Once the matter of the past was exposed, even if the Old Prince spared her life, she would not enjoy a comfortable day.

Having lived comfortably for half her life was already worthwhile.

Only her most beloved son and grandson being harmed without her ability to avenge made her resentful.

But what she resented most of all was the Old Prince’s denial of her.

She thought that after so many years of marriage and having children with him, even for the children’s sake, he would treat her well.

In the end, she overestimated her place in the Old Prince’s heart.

Looking at the Old Prince, the Old Madam’s eyes blurred with tears, "We have been married for over thirty years, do those years really mean less than just a few years with her?"

"If I were truly that cruel, wouldn’t I have let Mrs. Wang stay by my side and allowed the Prince to grow up safely and inherit your title?"

That’s the only thing the Old Prince can’t understand.

Manager Li also wanted to know why.

She even took her twin sister’s place, becoming the Duchess, and at that time the Prince was young, the Old Prince trusted her so much, if she wanted to harm the Prince, it would have been as easy as turning a hand.

Yet she didn’t do it, it was indeed baffling.