After Transmigration, I Snag a Stunning Bigwig as My Husband-Chapter 662 Rash

Fu Su Jin sat in the carriage, Xingxing climbed in.

Su Jin lifted the carriage curtain and looked at Xie Jingchen, saying, "I’m fine, I’ll head back first."

Xie Jingchen nodded.

As the curtain fell, the carriage slowly moved forward.

The Hidden Guard protected the carriage on both sides to ensure Su Jin’s safety.

Inside the carriage, Xingxing looked at Su Jin and said, "Miss, did you get a rash from eating lychees?"

"The pastries had lychees mixed in," Su Jin said gloomily.

She had only eaten three small pastries, not even for greed, and ended up so unlucky.

Su Jin was really frustrated.

She was now a bit traumatized, deciding that when she goes out, she can’t just eat anything.

Who knows if there might be some lychee mixed in?

To others, it’s delicious, but to her, it’s poison, ahhhh.

Su Jin hurried home, so the carriage sped up a bit. Except for that half mile of bad road, the rest was a smooth, unimpeded dash.

But they got delayed a little when they reached the busy streets.

As the carriage passed a gambling house, a person was thrown out from inside.

If the coachman hadn’t quickly pulled the reins, they would have run over the person.

The carriage stopped in time, but the stop was so sudden that Su Jin hit her head on the carriage, gasping in pain.

Xingxing, with her quick temper, lifted the curtain and glared at the stick-wielding people from the gambling house, "Who told you to throw people onto the street?!"

"You caused my lady to hit her head!"

The people from the gambling house, fierce-looking and ferocious, didn’t take Xingxing, a maid, seriously at all.

But once they saw the Hidden Guard on both sides of the carriage, they softened their attitude a bit.

Upon seeing the carriage belonged to the Prince Zhenbei Mansion, they immediately cowered.

Provoking the Prince Zhenbei Mansion, isn’t that courting death?

The gambling house steward forced a smile and pointed at the man rolling on the ground in pain, "He was cheating at our gambling house."

"Cheating is..."

Afraid that Xingxing, a young maid, wouldn’t understand what cheating meant, the gambling house steward quickly explained.

Xingxing interrupted him, "I know what cheating means. It’s wrong for him to cheat, but can’t you beat him up inside?!"

It’s not impossible to beat him inside.

But once a fight starts, it would definitely affect the atmosphere inside.

Moreover, beating him outside could also serve as a warning to others.

But these words, the gambling house steward definitely didn’t dare to say, so he nodded repeatedly, "What the lady said is right."

"Let’s go," Su Jin said.

Xingxing let the curtain fall.

The gambling house steward quickly got people to carry the man back inside.

Almost causing trouble with the Princess Consort Zhenbei and getting reprimanded, the gambling house steward felt fear afterwards. That man was unlucky; he was just supposed to get a beating as a lesson, since it was his first time cheating and his methods were clumsy, otherwise he wouldn’t have been caught so easily.

In anger, the man’s leg was broken, and he was thrown out with only one breath left.

Hmm.

They were used to throwing him in the middle of the road, but silently dragged him back a bit, not wanting to obstruct the carriage’s passage.

An elderly man, learning his son was beaten, hurriedly rushed over, only to see his son’s face covered in bruises.

"My son..."

He wept bitterly.

He found two people to help carry him to a nearby pharmacy, but quickly got kicked out.

The old man didn’t have a penny, and with his son’s broken leg, he wanted to get treatment without money, yet the pharmacy wasn’t a Charitable Hall.

If his son were decent, they might have saved him, but saving someone who gambled away even his father’s burial money would only bring harm to more people.

The old man knelt on the ground, and the onlookers pointed at his son, blaming him for being unfilial, causing his father’s humiliation in begging for help.

The old man had no choice but to use a cart to drag his son back.

Su Jin had gone to pray for rain but returned first, making the Prince Mansion’s gate servants a bit confused.

Su Jin had a light veil covering her face, but her forehead, where red spots were visible, could be seen.

She had left an hour and a half earlier in good condition, so the maids and servants speculated if something happened to the Heir’s wife.

Su Jin returned to Agarwood Pavilion, directly going to the bamboo house in the backyard to get medicine for Xingxing to prepare.

The Princess Consort heard that Su Jin had come back with red spots on her face, so she sent Xique to inquire. Xingxing was boiling medicine under the corridor, fanning rapidly with a bamboo fan, and glancing at Xique, she said, "My lady is fine, she just ate something wrong, got some red spots on her face, but after drinking the medicine, it’ll soon disappear."

"As long as the Heir’s wife is fine, the Princess Consort was so worried," Xique said with a sigh of relief.

She leaned closer to Xingxing and whispered, "Isn’t the Heir’s wife’s medical skill so high? How could she eat the wrong thing?"

She could tell if it’s poison just by smelling it.

Precisely because Su Jin had high medical skill and was more cautious than ordinary people, her getting a rash made people worry even more.

Xingxing also didn’t know what to say, she said, "Most people don’t react to pollen, but some itch all over when they encounter it, my Heir’s wife is like that, others eat food fine, but when she eats, she gets a rash."

Su Jin’s medical skills are high, but if the food itself isn’t poisonous, how could she detect it?

Xique understood, "I’ll go back and tell the Princess Consort not to worry."

Xingxing nodded repeatedly.

She continued preparing the medicine, and once it was ready, she brought it inside for Su Jin to drink.

Su Jin sat on the small couch, looking at her face full of red spots in the copper mirror, feeling as frustrated as possible.

If it were any other food causing the rash, it would be fine, but why does it have to be lychee?!

Being unable to eat lychees and getting a rash, this was a double torment for her.

Xingxing said with concern, "Miss, it’s already past noon, and you haven’t eaten anything, I’ll ask the small kitchen to make you something."

Thinking of the vegetarian dishes from the small kitchen during these days of fasting, Su Jin found them bland enough.

Those vegetarian dishes were already unappetizing, especially now with the rash, she said, "I’ll eat after it rains."

Xingxing looked at the bright sunny day outside, doubting Mrs. Jiang’s old rheumatism wasn’t accurate after coming to the Capital, otherwise, why hasn’t it rained yet?

But when it comes to rainfall, it can come when it’s said to, changing weather as quickly as flipping a page.

Just half an hour after Su Jin took the medicine, the sunny sky became overcast with thick clouds.

Strong winds howled for a quarter of an hour, followed by a downpour.

Su Jin stood in the corridor, watching the rain blown sideways by the wind.

As she stood in the corridor for a while, her skirts got wet.

She quickly retreated indoors, and Xingxing shut the doors and windows tightly.

The long-awaited rain finally came.

This rain truly took too long to arrive.

Xingxing listened to the rain against the window, squatting on a small stool and looking at the red spots on Su Jin’s face, saying, "Miss, although you have a rash on your face, at least you got back early and didn’t get drenched by the rain, maybe this is what Madam often says about a blessing in disguise?"

This maid really knew how to comfort people.

But it didn’t stop her from itching all over.

It was already getting late by then, and with the wind and rain, it was even darker.

The distant clouds looked ominous, oppressive.

Su Jin stayed in the bamboo house, not going anywhere, until Bi Zhu came running in the rain, saying, "Heir’s Wife, Young Master is back, and he’s injured."