After Transmigration, I Snag a Stunning Bigwig as My Husband-Chapter 670 Short Needle

Su Jin held a small brocade box in her hand, inside which lay the two short needles pulled from the carriage.

They were highly toxic, and Su Jin dared not handle them carelessly. What if she or Xingxing got pricked?

She handed the brocade box to Steward Lin and said, "It was Elder Yong Cheng who was shot by the short needle. I wonder if it’s the same kind of needle?"

Steward Lin, taking the brocade box, replied, "I’ll have someone take it to the Ministry of Justice for comparison."

They had long suspected Duke Chong was behind Elder Yong Cheng’s death, but without evidence, they couldn’t act against him.

Duke Chong killed Elder Yong Cheng, and having done so, it was done. Whether Elder Yong Cheng lived or died didn’t matter much.

But he dared to lay hands on Su Jin, and for that alone, he deserved a thousand deaths.

Mrs. Tang was in the outer courtyard when she heard Su Jin was nearly assassinated. She rushed out, grabbed Su Jin, and asked, "Are you hurt anywhere?"

Mrs. Tang’s anxiety warmed Su Jin’s heart. She replied, "Mother, I’m fine."

"You scared me to death," Mrs. Tang said, still shaken.

"What exactly happened?"

She looked at Xingxing.

When it came to explaining the truth, no one was more reliable than Xingxing.

Xingxing quickly recounted what had happened on the street to Mrs. Tang, then added, "That girl from the Wenyuan Bo Mansion is so annoying. Last time at Jinyu Pavilion, our young lady accidentally bumped into her, and her maid scolded our young lady for not having eyes. We just ran into her, and our young lady nearly got killed again."

For someone who had troubled her young lady, Xingxing only felt disdain, with the sole exception of Princess Beimo.

A girl from the Wenyuan Bo Mansion?

Mrs. Tang’s brows furrowed tightly.

Su Jin didn’t want to upset Mrs. Tang with these matters and said, "Mother, I’m fine. Don’t worry. Is something happening in the mansion with all this commotion?"

Dongxiang Marquis Mansion was different from other mansions.

The main gate was the quietest place, rarely one would see maids and servants there.

Today, however, it was noticeably unusual.

Mrs. Tang said, "The marriage between your elder brother and Princess Fu Yun from Prince Yun Mansion is settled; it will be in six days. I was discussing the guest list with your aunt for your brother’s wedding banquet."

"Why so soon?" Su Jin was surprised.

"It’s not soon at all."

"I’ve been waiting impatiently," Young Master Su rushed over and said.

Su Jin knocked on Young Master Su’s head, "You’re not the one getting married. Why are you impatient?"

"I’m impatient for my elder brother," Young Master Su said, blushing.

He desperately needed allies.

The Dongxiang Marquis Mansion also needed one or two gentle souls.

He was eager to see how well his carefully prepared questions would fare.

Still six days to go!

Young Master Su was in a rush.

Young Master Su didn’t know that while he hoped for the days to fly by, others wished for time to slow down, the slower, the better.

The Empress Dowager had only given Prince Zhenbei Mansion a month to investigate the fake Old Madam’s identity theft incident.

Recently, people had been coming to Prince Zhenbei Mansion to muddle things. But as time passed, fewer and fewer chance-takers turned up at the mansion.

Without any leads and as time slipped away, how could they not be anxious?

Manager Li was so worried that he had a toothache from stress.

With Mrs. Tang busy preparing for Su Chong’s wedding banquet, Su Jin helped out on the side. After lunch, she took Xingxing back to the mansion.

Tang wasn’t at ease, so she had Steward Lin escort Su Jin back to Prince Zhenbei Mansion.

As soon as Su Jin left, Marquis Dongxiang returned to the mansion.

Mrs. Tang told him about the assassination attempt on Su Jin, and Marquis Dongxiang’s face turned as dark as a stormy sky.

On the day of the rain-letting ceremony, Su Jin had eaten a cake prepared with lychee and had broken out in red rashes. Marquis Dongxiang suspected it was not a simple accident, but a deliberate test.

Yet he had never revealed this matter to anyone. How did the perpetrator find out?

The attack on Su Jin today clearly indicated someone wanted to eliminate his daughter.

"It seems we can’t keep this hidden anymore," Mrs. Tang said worriedly.

"After Chongchong’s wedding banquet, I’ll report to the Emperor," Marquis Dongxiang said.

The secrecy was to protect his daughter, but if the influence of Dongxiang Marquis Mansion couldn’t deter those with ill intentions, then they would need to opt for a deterrent that could.

They could gamble on anything else, but not the lives of their children.

Halfway to escorting Su Jin home, Xie Jingchen arrived on horseback.

He accompanied the Prince to the military camp and only upon returning to Prince Mansion did he find out about Su Jin’s near miss with assassination on the street. Filled with anxiety, he hurried over.

Knowing the Marquis Mansion was busy, Su Jin lifted the carriage curtain and said to Steward Lin, "Uncle Lin, you can go back now. My husband is with me; nothing will happen."

Steward Lin knew nothing would happen.

There had just been an attempted assassination in the bustling street, and it wouldn’t happen again so soon. But today’s circumstances had been too perilous.

With Xie Jingchen accompanying her, Steward Lin said, "Then I’ll head back."

Xie Jingchen stayed by the carriage’s side.

Back at the mansion, the Hidden Guard reported, "The silver needle shot towards the carriage likely came from a window in a nearby inn. When I investigated, the person inside was a masked man."

The Hidden Guard hesitated, unsure if they should continue.

Xie Jingchen asked, "Speak your mind."

"The masked man wore a black brocade robe, and the shoes on his feet were embroidered with golden silk and silver thread. After further inquiries, the man’s stature closely resembled... the Second Young Master," the Hidden Guard said.

Xie Jingchuan?

Xie Jingchen’s expression turned icy.

The short needle Steward Lin had someone send to the Ministry of Justice matched exactly as Su Jin suspected, identical to the one used to take Elder Yong Cheng’s life.

Duke Chong was Princess Nanzhang’s cousin, which made Xie Jingchuan his nephew by marriage.

It was only logical for them to possess similar short needles.

Unfortunately, they hadn’t captured the man and couldn’t unmask him on the spot. Speculation alone couldn’t be used against Xie Jingchuan.

Yet the Second Young Master didn’t seem to fear death. The Heir of Uncle Yongcheng had already served as a cautionary tale. He hadn’t succeeded in killing the Heir’s wife, but he still got himself implicated, and now he dared provoke the Heir’s wife again.

Su Jin held a teacup, her face devoid of warmth.

She had never thought about taking anyone’s life.

Yet towards her, one after another, they acted ruthlessly.

Today’s account, she had taken note of.

...

Although Su Jin had escaped unharmed, she had nearly been killed. In the following days, Xie Jingchen allowed her to go out.

Su Jin had no outgoing plans and stayed in the mansion, going nowhere.

Yet, she still had visitors.

Madam Wen Yuan came to the mansion with a thank-you gift, expressing gratitude for Su Jin’s coachman stopping the Wenyuan Bo Mansion’s horse carriage before it caused harm to innocents.

Su Jin had a poor impression of the eldest young lady from the Wenyuan Bo Mansion and had no desire to see Madam Wen Yuan, but since she came to express thanks, she couldn’t just dismiss her. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝓮𝒘𝙚𝙗𝒏𝙤𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝒐𝙢

The maid led Madam Wen Yuan to the Agarwood Pavilion. Upon seeing Su Jin, Madam Wen Yuan smiled and said, "I must say, if not for Dongxiang Marquis’ assistance, our Wenyuan Bo Mansion would not be where it is today. The Heir’s wife grew up on Qingyun Mountain, and as my daughter was growing up in Yongzhou, they never met. Otherwise, they would have become great sisters."

Pfft!

Xingxing nearly couldn’t hold back from scoffing at Madam Wen Yuan.

Her young lady would become good sisters with her daughter?

Her young lady wasn’t blind!

Su Jin was a bit surprised; she hadn’t known that the Wenyuan Bo Mansion was acquainted with her father, Marquis Dongxiang. Why hadn’t her mother mentioned anything when Xingxing mentioned the Wenyuan Bo Mansion at home?

Seeing Su Jin’s lack of response, Madam Wen Yuan said, "Hasn’t Marquis Dongxiang mentioned the Wenyuan Bo Mansion to the Heir’s wife?"

"No," Su Jin replied truthfully.

"..."