CHAPTER 545: CHAPTER 545 VISITING

Placing the food on the stone table inside the pavilion, Xingxing looked at the two taels of silver in her palm.

The more she looked, the more uneasy she felt.

She certainly didn’t want to lose out on small gains.

She turned around and ran towards the wall corner, throwing the silver ingot back to its original place.

Once done, she saw the Hidden Guard staring at her and fiercely warned, "That money is mine."

"In a few days, when Miss goes out shopping, I’ll come back and pick it up to spend."

The Hidden Guard, "....."

His mouth twitched several times.

If she doesn’t want others to take it, what’s the difference between this money and having it on her?

After staying by the lake for a while, Su Jin stepped back to the bamboo house.

Xie Jingchen rolled up the painting and placed it into a brocade box.

Su Jin looked at him, "Are you okay?"

Xie Jingchen shook his head.

"I’m fine."

Since childhood, he had known that his biological mother passed away.

He just didn’t expect her to be a Nanliang person, let alone a Nanliang Princess.

The Donglin Prince Mansion was exterminated, and his maternal family probably had no one left, but Zhao Xu...

Xie Jingchen now only wants to figure out what relationship Zhao Xu has with him.

Su Jin knew what he was thinking, "The Prince sent people to Nanliang, probably to investigate this matter."

Xie Jingchen said nothing.

Although he said he was fine, his heart was more or less affected by this matter.

Not being cold-hearted, who can remain indifferent to their entire maternal family being exterminated?

A sleepless night, tossing and turning.

Early the next morning, when Su Jin woke up, Xie Jingchen was nowhere to be seen.

He was also absent during breakfast.

No one knew where he went, including the Hidden Guard.

Su Jin propped her chin with her hand, daydreaming.

Had she known he would react this way, she would have listened to Lady Chi and kept it from him.

It’s too late for regret now.

Su Jin sighed lightly.

Xingxing looked at her and was about to ask a question when a young maid walked in from outside, "Heir’s wife, Princess Fu Yun from Prince Yun Mansion and Miss Zhou from the Right Minister Mansion have come to visit you."

Visit?

Su Jin was momentarily stunned.

These past few days had been so eventful that she had forgotten about her falling off a cliff.

Putting on her shoes, Su Jin went out to greet them and saw Princess Fu Yun and Zhou Jingyi approaching.

Zhou Jingyi looked as usual, but Princess Fu Yun’s face was turning redder with each step.

After all, she was betrothed to Su Chong.

Moreover, it was Prince NanAn who forced Su Chong to help and marry her.

Thinking of the letter sent by Young Master Su, calling her sister-in-law with every line.

Su Jin is Young Master Su’s sister, growing up together, with somewhat similar temperaments. She feared Su Jin would also call her sister-in-law out loud.

She regretted coming a bit.

Hmm.

It’s not unfounded worries, it’s exactly what she feared would happen.

Su Jin smiled at her and said, "Greetings to my future sister-in-law."

Almost instantly—

Princess Fu Yun’s face turned as red as a monkey’s bottom.

Zhou Jingyi covered her mouth and chuckled.

She looked at Su Jin and said, "Princess Fu Yun is thin-skinned. I pulled her along to accompany me here; Heir’s wife, please don’t shy her away."

Princess Fu Yun wished she could claw at Zhou Jingyi.

Asking Princess Consort Zhenbei not to tease her while teasing more vigorously herself - how could she be this way?!

Su Jin couldn’t help but laugh.

She thought Princess Fu Yun and Su Chong were a perfect match.

"It’s hot outside, let’s go inside to talk," Su Jin said.

"Why have you come?"

Princess Fu Yun was already too embarrassed to speak.

Zhou Jingyi, however, said, "I heard you and the Young Master fell off a cliff. We were afraid you were frightened, so we didn’t dare to disturb you yesterday. We came especially today."

Seeing Su Jin’s rosy complexion, not looking frightened at all, Zhou Jingyi felt admiration.

If she had fallen off a cliff, she would have had to lie in bed for ten days to half a month to recover.

Even though the Duke Dingguo Mansion hasn’t formally gone to the Right Minister Mansion to propose, Zhou Jingyi’s marriage to the Eldest Young Master of Duke Dingguo is settled.

The Eldest Young Master of Duke Dingguo is known to have a good relationship with Xie Jingchen, something Zhou Jingyi was aware of. She also wanted to foster good relations with Su Jin, especially as Su Jin had saved her life.

Su Jin doesn’t have many friends, so Zhou Jingyi and Princess Fu Yun coming to chat with her was something she welcomed, especially during such hot weather, making the friendship even more precious.

The maid served tea, and Xingxing offered it to Princess Fu Yun.

Looking at Princess Fu Yun, Xingxing’s eyes were practically shimmering.

This was the future Eldest Young Madam.

Princess Fu Yun’s face turned red and her neck thickened from being stared at like that.

How forthwith are the people from Dongxiang Marquis Mansion; there’s not a single bit of tact.

Zhou Jingyi felt a bit thirsty and picked up the tea to drink.

Princess Fu Yun also picked up her teacup, but as she touched it, she gasped.

Su Jin keenly caught it, "What’s wrong with your hand?"

Princess Fu Yun quickly shook her head, "I’m fine."

Zhou Jingyi laughed and said, "How could it be nothing, with all ten fingers pricked like a beehive."

"Let me see," Su Jin reached out her hand.

Princess Fu Yun’s face turned crimson, "I’m fine, it’s already healed."

Holding a teacup still hurt; how could it be fine?

As Su Jin insisted on seeing her hand, Princess Fu Yun could only extend it; seeing it broke Su Jin’s heart, "Xingxing, quickly bring the ointment."

Xingxing hurried back to the house to fetch the ointment.

Su Jin applied it for Princess Fu Yun, saying, "How did you prick so many needle holes?"

"Did my Young Master have you make shoes for the Eldest Young Master?" Xingxing asked.

"...."

Su Jin was really unaware of this.

Zhou Jingyi almost choked holding in laughter.

Xingxing said, "Eldest Young Madam, don’t listen to the Young Master; you’re hurt like this. Eldest Young Master would be heartbroken if he knew."

Princess Fu Yun wanted to crawl into a hole.

Her face was so red it could drip blood, and her heartbeat was racing even more, "It, it was my mother consort who asked me to embroider it, it has nothing to do with Young Master Su."

"Don’t embroider anymore," Su Jin said.

Princess Fu Yun shook her head.

Mr. Su helped her with such a big favor; making a couple of pairs of shoes was the least she could do in return.

"I’m almost done," Princess Fu Yun said.

Princess Fu Yun was stubborn; if she wanted to keep embroidering, Su Jin couldn’t do anything about it.

Princess Fu Yun and Zhou Jingyi stayed for more than half an hour before bidding farewell.

Seeing them off, Su Jin turned around and headed back to the mansion; Xingxing said, "If the Eldest Young Master found out, he’d surely be moved and then punish Young Master Su severely."

The Eldest Young Madam hasn’t even married yet, and she’s being bullied like this. What if the marriage falls through?

It’s not easy for the Eldest Young Master to get a wife.

"In a few days, when you return to the Marquis Mansion, remember to have Yangyang send a letter to Princess Fu Yun," Su Jin instructed.

Someone of her stature, a Commandery Princess, living in comfort and getting her hands pricked with dozens of needle holes because of his younger brother.

Su Jin couldn’t bear it.

Xingxing nodded repeatedly.

At that moment, the sound of horses came from outside; Xingxing turned back to see Xie Jingchen pulling on the reins.

"Master is back," Xingxing said happily.

Su Jin turned around.

Xie Jingchen dismounted from the horse; Su Jin waited for him to come over and said, "I haven’t seen you since early this morning; where have you been?"

"Discussing some matters with someone," Xie Jingchen was straightforward with her.

The maids and servants nearby pricked up their ears to eavesdrop.

But there was no further explanation since Su Jin didn’t ask more.

Anyone with a brain could guess that Xie Jingchen had sent someone to Nanliang to look into the Donglin Prince Mansion.