CHAPTER 453: CHAPTER 453: COMPLAINING

The Heir of Marquis Beining wants to die.

Originally, this had nothing to do with him.

Now it’s become a hot potato, and the kind that can’t be dropped.

If his cousin doesn’t have a child soon—

Ahem!

If his cousin’s wife doesn’t have a child soon, his cousin will probably beat him up every time he sees him.

Even though his cousin can’t beat him from head to toe.

But he can’t fight back.

"What else can we do? Continue with the treatment," Prince NanAn said.

"Who should we find for the treatment?" the Heir of Marquis Beining asked.

"The person with the best medical skills is the eldest sister-in-law, of course, we’ll find her," Chu Shun said.

"..."

Finding Su Jin for treatment, the Heir of Marquis Beining had thought of that of course.

But taking his cousin to seek medical help, he was afraid he’d get beaten up and carried out.

So, he swiftly dismissed that idea.

Prince NanAn gave him a look and said, "Have you been beaten silly by your cousin?"

The Heir of Marquis Beining, "...."

"It’s definitely impossible for the eldest sister-in-law to treat your cousin, but she can examine your cousin’s wife," Prince NanAn suggested.

"If your cousin’s wife has no issues, then the problem must be with your cousin."

"..."

Never seen a cousin so worried about the offspring issues of his cousin and cousin-in-law.

This is the first of its kind.

After finishing their meal, they planned to go to Prince Zhenbei Mansion to find Xie Jingchen.

The four of them weren’t thick-skinned, but discussing having children with Su Jin was something they really couldn’t bring themselves to do.

They could only take a detour to make Xie Jingchen the middleman.

The few of them had an early lunch, and after finishing, they headed straight for Prince Zhenbei Mansion.

As it turned out, they encountered Xie Jingchen on the way before they even reached Prince Zhenbei Mansion.

The Heir of Marquis Beining asked Xie Jingchen to help.

"Brother Jingchen, our eldest sister-in-law can cure this kind of illness, right?" the Heir of Marquis Beining asked nervously.

"...How would I know?" Xie Jingchen said, lines of frustration appearing.

"..."

"I’ll help you ask," Xie Jingchen said.

"Much obliged, Brother Jingchen," the Heir of Marquis Beining replied.

Xie Jingchen invited them to Agarwood Pavilion for a meal, and Prince NanAn couldn’t help but belch.

Xie Jingchen, "..."

They dawdled by chatting on the street, and by the time Xie Jingchen returned to Agarwood Pavilion,

Su Jin and Xingxing were having lunch.

The table of dishes was almost finished.

The two of them were chatting and laughing, in a great mood.

Xie Jingchen’s brow furrowed tightly; this woman didn’t even wait for him.

Xingxing was gnawing on a chicken leg, saw Xie Jingchen return, and immediately stood up saying, "Sir, have you eaten?"

"Have the kitchen make me a bowl of beef noodles and bring it over," Xie Jingchen instructed.

Xingxing quickly went out to pass on the message.

Then she returned to continue eating.

This meal put Su Jin in an exceptionally good mood.

Xingxing chilled some fruit wine for her.

Sour and sweet, extremely appetizing.

Sitting down to eat, she didn’t feel much, but after standing up and walking a few steps, she felt a bit stuffed.

The sun was scorching outside, so Su Jin strolled around the house to digest.

Xie Jingchen glanced at her several times.

He hesitated to speak.

Su Jin felt her face; there wasn’t a grain of rice.

"Just say what you need to say," Su Jin said.

Xie Jingchen looked at her and asked, "Can you treat that kind of illness?"

That kind?

"Which kind?" Su Jin played dumb.

Xie Jingchen stared into Su Jin’s gleaming eyes.

Judging by her expression, it’s impossible for her not to know.

Xie Jingchen remained silent.

Su Jin blinked and asked, "Which kind are you referring to?"

"Are you sick?" Su Jin’s eyes were filled with concern.

"..."

Xie Jingchen nearly spat blood.

Why did he feel this woman was hoping he’d be sick?!

Xie Jingchen gazed at Su Jin and said, "The Lady of the Minister of the Ministry of Justice hasn’t conceived in three years, can you treat her?"

Su Jin, "..."

"I thought you were referring to impotence," Su Jin said, lines of frustration appearing.

Xie Jingchen had a headache.

He really couldn’t expect decent words from this woman’s mouth.

Xie Jingchen explained to Su Jin about how the Heir of Marquis Beining had dumped the issue onto the Junior Minister of the Ministry of Justice.

Su Jin was shaking with laughter.

Having eaten too much and laughed too heartily, her stomach ached a bit.

"Have the Lady of the Minister of the Ministry of Justice come see me, I’ll take a look for her," Su Jin said.

Xie Jingchen sent a Hidden Guard to inform the Heir of Marquis Beining.

Meanwhile, after asking Xie Jingchen for help, the Heir of Marquis Beining and his group returned to Drunken Immortal Pavilion.

The Heir of Marquis Beining waited for news from Xie Jingchen.

Prince NanAn and the others went back to fetch the silver note.

A thousand taels.

How much money was initially invested in Beauty Pavilion anyway, and so much of the principal has already been recouped, it’s like a money tree.

The first sum of money shaken down from it, of course, needs to be carried on oneself for peace of mind.

But Prince NanAn and the others returned delighted, only to get a cold splash of reality.

Prince NanAn dismounted and quickly stepped into the mansion, asking, "Where’s the silver note sent to me by Beauty Pavilion?"

The Prince Mansion Steward said, "It’s with the Princess Consort."

Prince NanAn went to find Princess NanAn.

Princess NanAn handed him a thousand taels.

Prince NanAn looked at her and said, "Wasn’t it ten thousand taels that Beauty Pavilion sent?"

Princess NanAn looked at him and said, "Did you recover the lost Jade Pendant?"

Prince NanAn, "..."

"That’s a separate matter," Prince NanAn said.

"In the eyes of your mother and father, it’s the same," Princess NanAn said.

"Even the Jade Pendant could be stolen, how can your mother feel at ease with you carrying so much money."

"..."

Prince NanAn couldn’t refute this reason.

Every day he wanted to chop off that thief’s hand.

"A thousand taels won’t last long," Prince NanAn said.

"It’s enough for half a month," Princess NanAn said.

"Come find me after half a month."

"..."

Prince NanAn pocketed the silver note and went to complain to his brothers.

It turned out his brothers had it even worse.

Chu Shun had only eight hundred taels.

The Eldest Young Master of Duke Dingguo had only six hundred taels.

Prince NanAn, "..."

A chest full of anger turned to joy after seeing the frustration of Chu Shun and the Eldest Young Master of Duke Dingguo.

"They must have planned it together," the Eldest Young Master of Duke Dingguo exclaimed.

"Before, when they weren’t playing mahjong together, they were more lenient in disciplining us."

"How did things turn out like this now?"

"I think we need to sow some discord," Chu Shun said.

"Brother Mu has a full ten thousand taels," Prince NanAn said enviously.

The Heir of Marquis Beining wasn’t present.

After the Hidden Guard relayed the message, he went to Zhao Family.

Previously, when Zhao Family’s servant saw him, it was Young Master this and Young Master that, but now he couldn’t even get past the door.

The Heir of Marquis Beining climbed over the wall to get in.

Mrs. Zhao was so angry she was bedridden, while Eldest Young Madam Zhao treated the Heir of Marquis Beining with extraordinary kindness.

Everyone always suspected she had issues, but no one suspected it might be Young Master Zhao.

The Heir of Marquis Beining was the first.

Sympathetic to her, Eldest Young Madam Zhao naturally felt grateful.

The Heir of Marquis Beining cautiously admitted his mistake, "Aunt, please don’t be angry, I’ve found a highly skilled doctor for my cousin-in-law."

"How skilled can the medical skills be?" Mrs. Zhao said dismissively.

"The one who cured the Heir of Prince Zhenbei’s illness is that very doctor."

Mrs. Zhao was taken aback.

Her anger subsided by half.

Being able to cure the Heir of Prince Zhenbei’s poison, the medical skills naturally didn’t need questioning.

She wondered why she hadn’t thought to find a doctor from Dongxiang Marquis Mansion to take a look before.

If she had thought of it earlier, perhaps she might already have a grandchild on the way.