After Transmigration, I Snag a Stunning Bigwig as My Husband-Chapter 633: Guest List
Forty-eight trays of betrothal gifts were carried out of the door, parading through the streets, quite ostentatious.
On the Drunken Immortal Pavilion, the Heir of Duke Chong stood by the window, seeing the procession delivering the betrothal gifts from afar.
He curled his lips into a sneer.
Steal away his woman?!
He wanted Dongxiang Marquis Mansion to lose face!
When the procession came closer, he moved his hand.
Someone in the dark lit firecrackers and threw them into the procession.
Crackling sounds filled the air, making people’s hearts jittery.
However——
The firecrackers exploded, yet the procession remained unperturbed.
Could the servants from Dongxiang Marquis Mansion be disturbed by a few firecrackers?
Stepping over the firecrackers, the procession marched on in perfect order, earning applause from the crowd.
The Heir of Duke Chong clenched his fists in anger.
A servant came in and said, "Young Master, what should we do next?"
The Heir of Duke Chong struck the servant’s forehead harshly with a folded fan.
What else could be done?!
They only had firecrackers!
After all those firecrackers were used, the procession wasn’t disrupted at all. Originally, they planned to snatch the betrothal gifts amidst the chaos.
Now that the procession was far away, what else could be done?!
The servant, having been hit, felt as wronged as he could be.
It wasn’t their fault for failing. The people from Dongxiang Marquis Mansion were truly exceptional, and ordinary tactics couldn’t affect them.
Watching the procession move away, the Heir of Duke Chong’s gaze was cold enough to freeze a person.
Prince Yun Mansion.
Prince Yun and Princess Consort Yun were so restless they couldn’t sit still.
Ever since Su Chong’s shoe broke at the banquet welcoming the Beimo Cheng King, Prince Yun Mansion had been waiting for Dongxiang Marquis Mansion to come and break off the engagement.
Although it was Young Master Su who ordered the shoes and even specifically requested them to be small shoes.
But small shoes aside, they weren’t meant to break on the spot.
Making Mr. Su lose face so publicly, surely Dongxiang Marquis Mansion must be furious.
Yet, as they waited and waited, Dongxiang Marquis Mansion didn’t come to break off the engagement.
Truly.
Prince Yun almost couldn’t resist asking Marquis Dongxiang after court when they planned to break the engagement.
Waiting like this made him anxious.
Unexpectedly, after all the waiting, what they received was a list of gifts from Dongxiang Marquis Mansion, indicating that should Prince Yun Mansion find the betrothal gifts satisfactory, Dongxiang Marquis Mansion would choose an auspicious date and time to deliver them.
Could Prince Yun Mansion have any objections?
Definitely wouldn’t dare.
Thankfully, Dongxiang Marquis Mansion was magnanimous, showing no sign of anger.
Still uneasy, the Heir of Prince Yun sought indirect confirmation from Prince NanAn.
The response left the Heir of Prince Yun speechless.
"Angry?" Prince NanAn laughed.
"Impossible."
"Dongxiang Marquis Mansion almost laughed themselves silly, finding Princess Fu Yun adorable, and those shoes rather cute as well. They are eagerly looking forward to Brother Su’s early marriage to the Eldest Young Madam."
The Heir of Prince Yun, "...."
"Are you kidding me?" he questioned, still uneasy.
"Why would I lie to you? The people of Dongxiang Marquis Mansion always think differently from others. Brother Su wasn’t angry either. I’m telling you, Brother Su’s mood was so good that I suspected it wasn’t him who lost face at the banquet."
"...."
Seeing the betrothal gifts being carried in, the Heir of Prince Yun finally believed Dongxiang Marquis Mansion truly wasn’t angry.
Dongxiang Marquis Mansion.
The servants carried away the betrothal gifts, leaving Dongxiang Marquis Mansion in quietude once more.
Only then did Mrs. Tang remember Young Master Su and the others, asking, "Where are Yangyang and the others?"
"Young Master is in the study reading, very attentively," the maid replied.
"Knowing the mansion is busy, he made no fuss. It seems he truly understands now," Mrs. Tang said with a smile.
"Go take a look."
The maid said, "Didn’t Young Master forbid madam from disturbing him?"
"Just a distant glance."
Mrs. Tang went to the study to see her son.
Hmm.
As she walked into the courtyard, she saw the silhouettes of Su’s Young Master and the others engrossed in reading.
Mrs. Tang didn’t push the door but approached the window, planning just to take a quick look and leave.
Just one glance nearly made her furious on the spot.
There was no one in the study!
Only three little paper figures placed on the desk, their shadows cast by candlelight.
Marquis Dongxiang approached and laughed, "As expected of my son, truly clever."
"Your son vanished, and you’re still praising his cleverness?" Mrs. Tang glared at him.
"Though misapplied, it’s indeed clever," Marquis Dongxiang laughed.
"Don’t worry, praise aside, the paddle won’t spare him," Marquis Dongxiang stated.
"...."
"Send someone to search outside the mansion. If they were still inside, they wouldn’t need such elaborate tricks," Mrs. Tang felt overwhelmed.
Their son indeed went to great lengths to sneak out.
He had been orchestrating this escape since the day before, staying in the study all day reading as a punishment.
He behaved for two days, leading them to believe he’d changed, only to suddenly execute a clever escape plan, escaping notice for a while.
In a mansion with so many adults, they allowed three little brats to escape. If they grow up a bit more, they’ll be really hard to guard against.
Young Master Su’s last sneaky escape nearly got him into dire trouble. Although it ended without incident, Mrs. Tang was still anxious.
Young Master Su wasn’t yet capable of facing challenges alone, and unable to ensure his safety when danger arose, she couldn’t rest easy letting him go out, especially with Young Master Shen and the Ninth Prince in tow.
Ideally, even if the mansion was busy, disordered, negligent, the escape of three under their watch should have been noticeable.
Mrs. Tang worried, others worried too.
A maid searched Young Master Su’s room and found a small note beneath his pillow.
She glanced at it and quickly rushed to find Mrs. Tang, "Madam, don’t worry. Young Master left a note. They went to Prince Yun Mansion."
Mrs. Tang looked at the note: Mother, if you can’t find us in the mansion, we must be at Prince Yun Mansion. We’ll be back in two days.
Mrs. Tang, "...."
Mrs. Tang frowned, "How did they go to Prince Yun Mansion?"
Marquis Dongxiang, sipping tea, said, "How else, most likely hid in boxes and got carried there."
"Sooner or later, the Imperial Censorate will accuse Dongxiang Marquis Mansion of being so destitute that they sent their own sons as part of the betrothal gifts."
...
Let’s move to Prince Yun Mansion, where they were checking the gift list as the betrothal gifts were carried into the mansion.
"Two pairs of Jade Ruyi!"
"Two pairs of blue and white porcelain vases!"
"A chest of Cloud Brocade!"
"A chest of Shu brocade!"
The servant placed the chest down and opened it to verify the contents.
As soon as the chest filled with silks was opened,
Young Master Su stood up inside.
"Nearly suffocated me!" he said, taking a deep breath.
The servant inspecting the betrothal gifts was stunned.
A servant ran over from afar and said, "Why aren’t you continuing with the gift recital? We’re waiting for the count. Be careful, don’t make any mistakes!"
"Su, Young Master Su, one..." the gift-reciting servant said.
"Young Master Shen, one!"
"Ninth Prince, one!"
Everyone at Prince Yun Mansion, "...."
Young Master Shen blushed and waved his hands, "We’re not gifts for Prince Yun Mansion, we’re here to play."
Having said that, he quickly got out of the chest.
The Heir of Prince Yun approached and asked, "Why were you hiding in the chest?"
"My mother wouldn’t let us come out. We had no choice but to resort to this," Young Master Su replied.
"Thankfully, we were not discovered."
He looked around and praised, "Prince Yun Mansion is truly beautiful!"
