After Transmigration, I Snag a Stunning Bigwig as My Husband-Chapter 632: Betrothal Gift

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Chapter 632: Chapter 632: Betrothal Gift

Mrs. Tang sat there drinking tea.

The maid took the silver note and handed it to the Duchess of Chong.

Having received the money, Mrs. Tang looked at the Duchess and said, "The Old Duke Chong is seriously ill, do his words still carry weight?"

"Of course they do!" the Duchess gritted her teeth and said.

"Then the Old Duke Chong agreed that Chongchong’s wedding banquet will be held at my Dongxiang Marquis Mansion," Mrs. Tang casually said.

Indeed.

Prince NanAn and the others witnessed how a single sentence from the Dongxiang Marquis’s wife almost made the Duchess choke.

They didn’t dare laugh too much, but their shoulders shook, unable to suppress the urge to laugh.

They rushed away after watching the most crucial part.

No one has ever been seen to win against people from Dongxiang Marquis Mansion.

And yet, the Duke Chong Mansion keeps fighting bravely, losing more and more miserably each time.

Even more formidable is the Dongxiang Marquis Mansion, which never misses any opportunity that comes its way, regardless of whether it’s the Duchess or the Emperor.

Which minister dares to rob the Emperor for betrothal gifts for their son?

The Dongxiang Marquis dares!

Dongxiang Marquis Mansion doesn’t have much wealth, but when Su Chong got married, his parents couldn’t bear not preparing anything for him.

Using credit was out of the question.

The Marquis Dongxiang had no choice but to set his eyes on the Emperor, who forbade him from looting.

The Duchess, unable to find a reason to argue, ended up losing twenty thousand taels, and Mrs. Tang’s words only added insult to injury.

Mrs. Tang did consider taking the money for the betrothal gifts from the Duke Chong Mansion’s public funds, but with the banquet at the Dongxiang Marquis Mansion, the bride also being the eldest young madam of the Dongxiang Marquis Mansion, there was no reason for the Duke Chong Mansion to pay for a banquet held elsewhere.

Though the Dongxiang Marquis Mansion is overbearing, it has never been accused of being unreasonable, always having justifications.

But with the Duchess coming to pick a fight, they couldn’t refuse the money this time.

Once they got the money and brought up Old Duke Chong, it wouldn’t matter if it were just the Duchess today, even the Old Madam and Duke Chong would have to leave defeated.

"Competing with my madam, it’s already good enough if she’s not carried back," Xingxing said, holding her head high.

Her madam is so formidable that even the Marquis can’t handle her.

Does the Duchess of Chong think she can suppress her madam?

Not even a door.

Not even a window.

Chu Shun kept nodding, "We can testify, your madam really held back."

She didn’t say a single harsh word, smiling the whole time.

That truly is being impassively calm and collected.

Su Jin glanced at Prince NanAn and said, "Is the Commandery Prince not in a good mood?"

Chu Shun and the other three always had a lively spirit.

Especially Prince NanAn.

But since entering the room, Prince NanAn hadn’t said a word, appearing somewhat absent-minded, clearly troubled by something. 𝑓𝓇𝘦ℯ𝘸𝘦𝑏𝓃𝑜𝘷ℯ𝑙.𝑐𝑜𝓂

Prince NanAn sighed.

Concern etched on his face.

Xie Jingchen saw this and asked, "Still haven’t found the jade pendant?"

That cut straight to Prince NanAn’s heart.

Prince NanAn felt even the act of breathing was painful.

Several suppressed their laughter.

Chu Shun patted Xie Jingchen’s shoulder and said, "A few days ago it was a month, Prince NanAn Mansion originally planned to send the betrothal gifts today, but Prince NanAn convinced the Princess Consort to change the date, citing that it coincides with Brother Su’s event."

"The Princess Consort of Prince NanAn rescheduled his betrothal gifts for three days later."

Which means Prince NanAn only has three more days to struggle.

Once the betrothal gifts are sent, there’s no room for backing out.

Seeing that he’s about to marry someone unknown as his wife, Prince NanAn’s heart is heavy with worry, leaving no room for laughter.

"Still don’t know who the girl is you’re marrying?" Su Jin’s mouth twitched.

The Heir of Marquis Beining nodded.

They originally could have known.

Once the betrothal gifts are sent, not only them, but the entire Capital City would know.

But Prince NanAn still wants to make a last stand, so they have to curb their curiosity.

They’ve waited so long, what’s another two or three days?

Su Jin wants to laugh but restrains herself, "The Princess Consort of Prince NanAn definitely wouldn’t harm her own son."

Prince NanAn lifted his gaze and looked at Su Jin, "When I return to the mansion now, the servants all look at me with sympathetic eyes, does the Eldest Young Madam know what that means?"

Su Jin, "..."

Well.

Even she feels a bit sympathetic for him.

Su Jin looked at Chu Shun.

Chu Shun and the rest stifled their laughter.

The three of them nodded in agreement.

They could verify that the servants at the Prince NanAn Mansion genuinely looked at Prince NanAn with a ’my poor Lord’ expression.

But even when Prince NanAn grabbed the servants by the neck, none dared to leak the secret.

Not telling Prince NanAn might not lead to death.

Telling him, however, certainly would.

No amount of threats could elicit even half a word from their mouths.

But more importantly, most of the servants at the Prince NanAn Mansion didn’t know who the future Princess Consort would be.

Prince NanAn was furious, the servant of the Prince NanAn Mansion then said, "Commandery Prince, you’d better stop struggling. Let the Princess Consort send the betrothal gifts early, so we can know sooner who the future Princess Consort we are to serve will be."

That’s what drove Prince NanAn to not want to go back to the Prince NanAn Mansion.

Prince NanAn looked at Su Jin and Xie Jingchen, "Just three days left, Big Brother, Big Sister-in-law, do you have any ideas to help me?"

"No," Xie Jingchen replied.

"..."

Answered so decisively, without hesitation, that Prince NanAn felt his heart shatter.

"Could you at least think about it before responding?" Prince NanAn said, vexed.

"This is about my future, not a trifling matter."

Chu Shun patted Prince NanAn’s shoulder and said, "It’s not that we don’t want to help you, but without finding the engagement jade, nothing we do will help."

Prince NanAn’s face displayed defeat.

The Heir of Marquis Beining looked at Prince NanAn and said, "Look at Brother Su, he made Brother Fu Yun marry, and Uncle and Aunt had no objections. He accepted it calmly."

Xingxing’s eyes instantly turned to look at the Heir of Marquis Beining as if he were a fool.

There’s no way her Eldest Young Master would be that obedient.

Sometimes he doesn’t even listen to the Marquis and Madam, let alone them.

Accepting it calmly, it must have been exactly what he wanted.

...

Dongxiang Marquis Mansion.

The Duchess of Chong was so angered that she had no strength to stand.

When someone fails to find fault and instead loses twenty thousand taels, it’s hard not to feel distressed.

Moreover, never mind the fault, but when leaving, the betrothal gifts hadn’t been sent out the door yet.

Steward Lin looked at Mrs. Tang and asked, "Do we really need to first carry the betrothal gifts into the Duke Chong Mansion and then to the Prince Yun Mansion?"

"Though this is troublesome, it’s not unheard of, but anyone could mistake it as someone offering betrothal gifts to a girl from the Duke Chong Mansion."

Mrs. Tang looked at the Duchess.

Now that the betrothal gifts were about to be sent out, whether directly or via detour was up to the Duchess.

The Duchess just tasted blood in her mouth, said nothing, and directly got into her soft sedan and left.

Steward Lin shook his head.

Never seen someone so bent on being upset.

"Proceed!"

With an order, the servants carried the betrothal gifts out in sequence.

Two servants carried a box, asking, "How much silk did Madam put in the box for it to be this heavy?"

"The Eldest Young Master is marrying; of course, the betrothal gifts have to be generous. He’s our Lieutenant General of the Flying Tiger Army," another servant replied.