After Transmigration, I Snag a Stunning Bigwig as My Husband-Chapter 658 Hobby

Xingxing hadn’t been to the main kitchen for a while.

Although the housekeeper had been whipped by Xingxing, she dared not slack in treating her well.

Even though Princess Nanzhang still managed the household, who could say when the Princess Consort might take back house management rights?

At that time, no one knew if the entire stewardship of the Prince Mansion would see a major reshuffle.

Having struggled to crawl up to the position of a steward, nobody wanted to be replaced, so they all smartened up.

Princess Nanzhang’s words should be heeded, but the words of the Princess Consort and Heir’s wife must be obeyed even more.

Any corruption is absolutely forbidden; abiding by the rules is the only way to avoid mistakes.

Fortunately, Princess Nanzhang knew she couldn’t afford to make any mistakes and never asked the stewards to do anything unusual, so the Prince Mansion remained peaceful.

Normally, there was no chance to curry favor with Xingxing, so how could they miss the opportunity of her birthday?

The main kitchen cooked several tables of dishes to entertain everyone at Agarwood Pavilion.

They ate and chatted, enjoying themselves thoroughly.

The young master was looking after the young lady, putting Xingxing at ease.

However, by the time she gauged her return after filling herself up, her young lady had been "looked after" by the young master to the point of being utterly exhausted.

Xingxing: "..."

Hmm.

Xie Jingchen was originally sitting by the bed reading a book, taking care of Su Jin in the process.

But observing Su Jin’s sleeping face and slightly open collar, he couldn’t help but let his thoughts wander.

Before he could control himself, he had taken full advantage of Su Jin.

With Su Jin utterly exhausted, he was energetically reading a book.

Xingxing stabbed him secretly with her gaze.

Looking at the red mark on Su Jin’s white neck, Xingxing went to the bamboo house to get some ointment.

Upon coming out of the bamboo house with the ointment, she bumped into the Hidden Guard.

The Hidden Guard held a brocade box and handed it to her, "Your birthday gift."

Xingxing huffed heavily and walked away from the side.

The Hidden Guard’s hand remained awkwardly in mid-air, and the scene was quite embarrassing.

Fortunately, there was no one around; otherwise, it would have been even more awkward.

His body flashed, blocking Xingxing’s path.

Xingxing couldn’t stop in time and bumped directly into his arms.

Her forehead hit his chin.

Xingxing: "..."

Hidden Guard: "..."

Xingxing rubbed her forehead, glaring at the Hidden Guard, "Why are you blocking my way?!"

Now when she looked at the Hidden Guard, there were sparks in her eyes.

"I knew trusting you wouldn’t bring anything good!"

"Do you know what your young master did to my young lady?!" Xingxing said angrily.

"..."

The Hidden Guard was speechless.

He couldn’t be blamed for this.

The Young Master’s actions were attributed to him, and it was quite unjust.

He still didn’t know how he got the blame last time, and because of that, this little maid hadn’t given him a good look for such a long time, and here’s another pot of blame he couldn’t bear.

The Hidden Guard decided that today he’d get to the bottom of things.

Xingxing wanted to leave, but the Hidden Guard wouldn’t let her.

Xingxing put her hands on her hips, "If you don’t move, I’ll whip you!"

"Explain the situation, and I’ll let you go," insisted the Hidden Guard.

"What did I ever do to upset you?"

Xingxing stayed silent.

The Hidden Guard couldn’t hold back and picked up Xingxing like a chick, heading towards the lake.

It was apparent that if Xingxing didn’t speak, she’d be tossed into the lake.

However, such threats were useless against Xingxing.

Being thrown into the water was no big deal; since she could swim, she could return as many times as she was thrown.

The Hidden Guard didn’t know how to handle her.

Tossing her in the water was futile, tossing her to the ground might be another story.

The Hidden Guard hoisted Xingxing onto the roof.

Xingxing: "..."

A toss from here could result in a broken arm or leg.

She didn’t want to sit in a wheelchair for the rest of her life.

"Put me down!" Xingxing struggled.

"Will you speak or not?" The Hidden Guard refused to let her go.

Fine, she would speak!

Xingxing glared at him, "You gave me stone-stuffed buns and tricked me into thinking they were meat buns, breaking two of my teeth, and you won’t let me get angry!"

Hidden Guard: "..."

"When did I ever give you stone-stuffed buns?" The Hidden Guard felt powerless.

"In my dream," Xingxing said.

"..."

Really.

The Hidden Guard almost let go of Xingxing in disbelief.

He had considered all kinds of ways he might have upset Xingxing but never imagined it was in a dream.

Could he be blamed for what happened in a dream?

She had the dream; he couldn’t control it.

Thankfully, she only dreamed of eating stone-stuffed buns. If she had dreamed of him trying to kill her, she might have preemptively stabbed him first.

"Can things in dreams be taken seriously?" The Hidden Guard asked, feeling utterly drained.

"Why not?" Xingxing retorted.

"I also dreamed of marrying you. Should I take that seriously too?" the Hidden Guard inquired.

As the words left his mouth, the Hidden Guard froze.

Xingxing was also stunned.

The Hidden Guard turned as red as a monkey’s bottom and, not knowing what else to do, shoved the brocade box into Xingxing’s hands and leapt away.

Leaving Xingxing on the rooftop under the sun in the middle of the hot day.

Once the Hidden Guard was out of sight, Xingxing finally realized.

The kicker was that this bamboo house belonged to Su Jin, and without a ladder, she couldn’t get down.

Xingxing: "..."

Xingxing shouted loudly for help.

Unfortunately, it was too far for anyone to hear.

Xingxing stomped her foot in anger, afraid of breaking the bamboo house, she restrained herself.

She looked at the brocade box in her hand, ready to toss it away.

With a twist of her head, she decided to see what was inside before discarding it.

She opened the brocade box.

Inside lay a set of hair accessories.

Su Jin had coral ornaments, plum blossom hairpins, orchid headpieces...

But this set of accessories was uniquely styled; it was shaped like buns.

A bun necklace, bun earrings, bun rings...

Xingxing’s favorite food was meat buns.

After learning it was her birthday, the Hidden Guard had someone custom-make the gift. The shopkeeper asked him, "What kind of flowers or plants does the lady like?"

The Hidden Guard knew nothing.

The shopkeeper, assuming he was secretly in love and experiencing unrequited love, asked, "Does the lady have any particular hobbies?" 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝓮𝒘𝙚𝙗𝒏𝙤𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝒐𝙢

"She likes to eat meat buns," the Hidden Guard answered truthfully.

"..."

Although the Hidden Guard didn’t specify bun-shaped decorations, he did ask for something beautiful.

The shopkeeper added her preference to the order, and when it reached the craftsman, it was misunderstood as a request to create bun-themed ornaments.

It took two days to design the pattern, resulting in this unique set of accessories.

Most would be furious, but not our Xingxing. These cute little buns were so attractive; if not for the fact that gold is soft, she might have taken a bite.

Su Jin had eighteen types of small weapons, custom-crafted by Mrs. Tang for her.

At the time, Xingxing had considered turning her favorite meat buns into hair accessories. It was a fleeting thought, and she never really took it seriously. Who would’ve thought she’d one day receive such a set of ornaments?

Were it not for the Hidden Guard leaving her stranded on the rooftop and giving her stone-stuffed buns in her dream, she’d have let it all go.

Now, past grievances were settled, but new ones arose.

The Hidden Guard had gone to the front yard and happened to be sent out of the mansion by Xie Jingchen.

He didn’t think much of it and hurried to complete the task.

Seeing someone carrying a ladder on the street, he suddenly realized and nearly fell off his horse.

It’s over.

She’d been holding a grudge against him over the stone-stuffed buns in her dream.

Leaving her on the rooftop for such a long time, wouldn’t she be thinking of ways to get back at him?