After Transmigration, I Snag a Stunning Bigwig as My Husband-Chapter 908 - 903: Angry
The rules in the Southern Border are not as strict as in Daqi, and moreover, the status of the Qin Family in the Southern Border cannot compare to that of the Marquis Jingguo Mansion.
The Marchioness Jingguo wanted Qin Hanhan to learn the rules, but these days, she was unable to make up her mind.
Her son chose to marry her, so naturally, he was willing to accept all her shortcomings.
Qin Hanhan has that Southern Border aura that Daqi girls don’t have.
However, since she is now the Heir’s wife of the Marquis Jingguo, living in Daqi, she should adapt to local customs.
In the future, she will be the Marchioness Jingguo and will have to get along with those well-bred ladies, who may not accept her way of handling matters in the Southern Border manner.
The Marchioness Jingguo hesitated and continued to waver.
A banquet finally made her make up her mind.
A few days ago, the Marchioness Jingguo’s family held a banquet, and she brought Qin Hanhan along to attend.
At the banquet, competitions were inevitable, whether in music, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, or prose.
They provoked Qin Hanhan, encouraging her to show her talents.
As a result, question after question revealed that she knew nothing.
The face of the Marchioness Jingguo burned hot with embarrassment.
It would have been fine if she knew nothing, but when asked what she could do, Qin Hanhan said, "I can raise Gu, I can play tunes with bamboo leaves, I can climb mountains to gather herbs... What I know is different from yours."
She knew quite a bit, but in the eyes of the noble ladies and high-born women, what she knew was unpresentable.
Those young ladies laughed at Qin Hanhan behind her back. The Marchioness Jingguo, reflecting on the humiliation, decided that even if Qin Hanhan was scorned, she had to bolster what she didn’t know.
Those talents are merely embellishments, and it wouldn’t have been so bad if she didn’t have them. But the etiquette of Daqi must be learned first.
As a result—
The Marchioness Jingguo found Qin Hanhan the strictest nanny.
Speaking of the nanny’s strictness, Qin Hanhan said, "It’s not just ordinary strictness; I used a Gu worm to scare her."
"Unfazed, she stepped on and killed my Gu worm with one foot and then hit me ten times on the palm."
Those ten slaps were made in front of the Marchioness Jingguo.
Having lost face so badly in front of her mother-in-law, Qin Hanhan still hasn’t recovered from the embarrassment.
However, the Marchioness Jingguo also ordered her not to use Gu on the nanny, nor scare her with Gu worms.
Lately, in learning the rules, Qin Hanhan is genuinely exhausted.
The rules of Daqi are not just numerous.
Her mind, coming from the Southern Border, became wooden when it arrived in Daqi; the front part learns, the back part forgets.
Su Jin and Qin Hanhan walked ahead, talking.
Xingxing and Qin Hanhan’s maid chatted leisurely.
"Are the rules that difficult to learn?" Xingxing asked.
The maid didn’t know how to answer.
The Heir’s wife didn’t learn them, but she’d learned about seventy to eighty percent herself.
But for the sake of the Heir’s wife’s face, the maid nodded, "Very difficult. Haven’t you studied them?"
Xingxing shook her head, "Haven’t studied."
"Don’t you have to learn?" the maid was surprised.
"Of course not. In the Prince Mansion, my lady has the final say."
"...."
"My lady is the rule."
"...."
Xingxing spoke with a hint of pride.
Even if given several guts, they wouldn’t dare to laugh at her lady.
Not afraid of being carried back, just laugh.
Though Xingxing walked behind Qin Hanhan, her voice wasn’t low; those words cut like knives, bending around and shooting into Qin Hanhan’s heart.
It turned her heart, already tormented by rules, into a hornet’s nest.
The nanny’s hurt to her wasn’t as damaging as Xingxing’s words.
Why did she come to seek comfort from the Princess Consort Zhenbei?
The injury only worsened.
With Xingxing’s words, even Su Jin didn’t know how to comfort Qin Hanhan.
Advising Qin Hanhan to ignore those disputes is hindering the Marchioness Jingguo.
Also, for Qin Hanhan’s good, it’s better to understand the rules a bit.
Ultimately, what she said couldn’t change the Marchioness Jingguo’s decision, so Su Jin simply said nothing more.
The two walked towards the Peony Garden.
Halfway there, a Hidden Guard came and stopped a few steps away, saying, "Princess Consort."
Su Jin walked over, "What’s going on?"
"There’s news from the palace, Nanny Zhou left the palace today," the Hidden Guard said.
Rarely, after waiting so many days, she finally left the palace.
Unexpectedly, Nanny Zhou left the palace to meet Old Duke Chong.
However, regardless of whom Nanny Zhou meets, it’s the same.
"Proceed as planned."
The Hidden Guard turned and left.
Su Jin took Qin Hanhan to greet the Princess Consort, then returned to the backyard of Agarwood Pavilion.
Bi Zhu hosted the nanny for tea.
Qin Hanhan stayed at the Agarwood Pavilion for half an hour before leaving.
Rarely out, Qin Hanhan seized the opportunity to stroll around the streets, with the nanny watching her eat candied fruits while wearing a mask.
The nanny did not stop her, just quietly watched.
Qin Hanhan had fun; she thought the nanny was exceptionally accommodating today.
But after returning to the mansion, she withdrew that thought.
Because—
The nanny was going to hit her twenty times on the palm.
Qin Hanhan, "...."
"Why hit me?" Qin Hanhan protested.
The nanny, with a serious face, said sternly, "A true well-bred lady is noble from the inside out, maintaining elegance and grace at all times, engraved in her bones, never relaxing or acting willfully, and certainly not pretending with a mask thinking no one will recognize her."
What could Qin Hanhan do?
Unable to refute, she could only continue to endure the slaps.
With each slap, she cursed Chu Shun once.
Far at the border, Chu Shun sneezed one after another.
Prince NanAn looked at him, "Sneezing so much, could it be the cold?"
Chu Shun shot him a glance, "With my physique, can I catch a cold? I’m sneezing because my wife is thinking of me."
The Heir of Marquis Beining patted Chu Shun’s shoulder, snickering, "I think it’s more likely she’s cursing you."
Chu Shun replied, "Impossible, I didn’t provoke her, and being so far away, I couldn’t even if I wanted to."
The Eldest Young Master of Duke Dingguo sighed lightly.
"You’ve been married a short time, you don’t understand when women get angry."
"Sometimes I’ve calmed her down before I understand why she’s angry, and I don’t dare to ask; otherwise, my efforts go to waste," the Eldest Young Master of Duke Dingguo looked fretful.
"...."
Chu Shun glanced over.
The Heir of Marquis Beining nodded, and Prince NanAn nodded even more.
Chu Shun glared at him, "You’re not even married yet, don’t just nod carelessly."
Prince NanAn, "...."
Xie Jingchen walked away, not joining the conversation.
Chu Shun caught up, asking, "Is it the same with your sister-in-law?"
Xie Jingchen’s mouth twitched.
Su Jin being angry?
She rarely gets angry.
Usually, she makes others half dead with anger.
"Hmm, the same," Xie Jingchen nodded.
So many people were the same; his wife couldn’t be an exception.
Chu Shun reflected briefly; could it be the lack of correspondence?
He decided to write two additional letters tonight when he got back.
...
Agarwood Pavilion, Bamboo Room.
Su Jin lay on the Imperial Concubine’s Couch reading a book, while Xingxing added silver frost charcoal to the brazier.
Running low on charcoal, Bi Zhu went to fetch some.
Bi Zhu had just lifted the heavy door curtain when she saw the Hidden Guard return.
Seeing the Hidden Guard holding his arm, Bi Zhu turned back anxiously, "Princess Consort, something’s wrong, Brother Di Qing is injured."
