After Transmigration, I Snag a Stunning Bigwig as My Husband-Chapter 638 Setting Bones

Taking off the two copper boots, Prince NanAn felt as light as a swallow.

Although he trained at the Dongxiang Marquis Mansion, often tying iron blocks to his legs, those were tied to the legs, not affecting the feet’s movement.

Moreover, wearing armor on his body ensured even distribution of weight, avoiding a top-heavy balance.

When the City Patrol Soldiers arrived to clear the congestion, squeezing through the crowd, they saw the Heir of Duke Chong drenched in sweat from pain, and everyone’s heart tightened.

Especially the Heir of Wu’an Bo and others, who felt a chill down their spines.

He and the Minister of Ministry of War Mansion quickly supported the Heir of Duke Chong, sending him to the nearest pharmacy to see a doctor.

Once people dispersed, Chu Shun looked solemnly at Prince NanAn and said, "I’m afraid this won’t be easily settled."

Prince NanAn patted himself, brushing off the tofu dregs, and said, "He ran into me himself, how can he blame me?"

If it were an ordinary person, they’d certainly swallow the bitterness along with their teeth.

But the Duke Chong’s Mansion isn’t a reasonable family.

Even if they endure it on the surface, they will spare no effort to seek revenge in private.

If the Heir of Duke Chong can still stand, it might not be so severe.

But if he ends up in a wheelchair for life, the Duke Chong’s Mansion will certainly demand Prince NanAn’s life.

Prince NanAn couldn’t stand the smell of tofu dregs on him.

After taking off the copper boots, standing on the ground, the soles of his feet almost felt scorched.

He grimaced, saying, "I’ll head back to the mansion to change clothes first."

The servant led over a horse, and Prince NanAn, barefoot, mounted the horse, clamping its belly and riding away.

When Prince NanAn returned barefoot, the servants at Prince NanAn Mansion hadn’t yet learned what had happened.

Though it was unsurprising that their Prince wouldn’t obediently wear copper boots, did he really have to come back barefoot?

And covered in a tofu odor, as if he had fallen into a pile of tofu. Could it be he actually fell into it wearing his shoes?

Prince NanAn went straight to his courtyard, ordering water for a bath.

Halfway through the wash, people at Prince NanAn Mansion learned about the fight with the Heir of Duke Chong from Drunken Immortal Pavilion to the street.

When Princess NanAn heard that the Heir of Duke Chong’s leg was broken by Prince NanAn, she stood up abruptly from shock, standing too quickly, causing dizziness and nearly fainting.

"How is... how is the Heir of Duke Chong?" Princess NanAn’s voice trembled.

"The doctor diagnosed a broken leg bone; the doctor dared not set the Heir of Duke Chong’s bones. The Heir of Wu’an Bo and others took him back to Duke Chong’s Mansion," the maid quickly replied.

It was understandable that the doctor dared not treat him.

By not treating him, any issues wouldn’t be blamed on the doctor.

But if the bone-setting failed, and the Heir couldn’t stand again, who knows if the Duke Chong’s Mansion might vent their anger on the doctor?

The doctor, powerless and without influence, would be easily crushed by them, like an ant.

Princess NanAn rubbed her temples, wanting to scold Prince NanAn, but she was the one who forced him to wear the copper boots.

Now that trouble occurred, she, as the mother princess, also bore half the responsibility.

Why can’t things be more reassuring!

As for the Heir of Duke Chong, he hadn’t even been carried back into the mansion when news of his leg being broken by Prince NanAn had returned.

The Heir of Duke Chong was the eldest legitimate grandson of Duke Chong Mansion; of course, the true eldest legitimate grandson was Su Chong.

But in the eyes of the Old Madam of Duke Chong and the Duchess, it was the Heir of Duke Chong.

Their treasured son and treasured grandson had his leg broken, leaving the Duchess heartbroken and the Old Madam furious.

Knowing the Heir was carried back to the mansion, the Old Madam held a maid’s hand to see her grandson.

The Heir was writhing in agony, his face pale.

Yet, as soon as he returned to the mansion, the Imperial Physician arrived.

The Imperial Physician was very anxious, knowing leg fractures were difficult to treat and, if done improperly, could lead to lifelong disability.

"How is my son?" The Duchess’s voice trembled.

The Imperial Physician felt along the fracture of the leg bone.

Wherever his hand went, the Heir convulsed with pain, and to prevent him from biting his tongue off, the maid gave him a stick to bite on.

The Imperial Physician withdrew his hand and said to the Duchess, "The leg bone is fractured, the degree of the fracture is uncertain."

"Uncertain?!" the Duchess exclaimed in frustration.

"Just tell me, can my son fully recover?!"

As long as he can stand again, even if he needs some time to heal, she’d accept it.

The Imperial Physician dared not give absolute assurance, in case it proved incorrect.

"Whether or not the Young Master can stand again, I’m not entirely sure. The immediate task is to set his bones, and I will confer with other Imperial Physicians to see how best to treat him..."

The Imperial Physician tried to be gentle, not to upset the Duchess.

The Heir was on the verge of blacking out from the pain.

The Imperial Physician began setting the bones, and the pain of bone-setting need not be described.

The Duchess couldn’t bear to watch, let alone the Old Madam.

The Old Madam was assisted by maids outside but became increasingly furious, "Prepare a soft sedan; I must enter the palace to meet the Empress Dowager!"

Fengyang Palace.

Princess Shouning was venting her anger.

She already knew who Prince NanAn’s fiancée was.

After investigating for days, it was Duke Chong who found out.

She had her heart set on marrying Prince NanAn, yet today was the day Prince NanAn Mansion proposed marriage. How could Princess Shouning not feel angry and infuriated?

She cried out of anger.

The palace maids felt heartache seeing it, thinking Prince NanAn Mansion was utterly outrageous.

Their Princess wanting to marry Prince NanAn was a blessing accumulated over lifetimes for the prince, yet Prince NanAn Mansion refused, opting instead for a girl with no family ties. What could they possibly see in her?

The palace maid tried to console her, "There are many good men in the world besides Prince NanAn. You are a princess, surely you’ll find a capable prince consort."

Princess Shouning couldn’t stop her tears.

She knew well that among noble family heirs in the Capital, Prince NanAn wasn’t the best. His martial arts weren’t top-notch, his looks weren’t top-notch, and his scholarly talents were even less so.

Yet she liked him, thinking he was wonderful in every way.

Originally, both the Empress Dowager and her mother were against her marrying him, and now that Prince NanAn was engaged, her hope dwindled further.

Despite being a princess, what did it matter?!

She couldn’t even compare to a female bandit, who could marry whomever she wished!

The thought of being bestowed a marriage to someone she didn’t love and spending her life with him made her feel pathetic and pitiful.

She curled up on the footrest.

The palace maids and eunuchs became anxious seeing her like this.

Outside, a little eunuch rushed in, "Princess, something terrible has happened."

Princess Shouning didn’t even raise her eyelids.

Now that her world had collapsed, why should she care about others’ troubles?

She didn’t ask, so the palace maid did, "What happened?"

"The Heir of Duke Chong and Prince NanAn got into a fight on the street, and Prince NanAn broke his leg," the little eunuch quickly reported.