After Transmigration, I Snag a Stunning Bigwig as My Husband
Chapter 89 Brothers

Chapter 89: Chapter 89 Brothers

Since it’s a family rule, it can’t just target her alone.

She has the privilege to be exempt from family rules.

Others do not.

If anyone dares to disregard her words, even siding with Princess Nanzhang is useless.

If they are not severely punished this time, there might be a next time.

It’s to use this opportunity to tell those maids and women that if she wants to punish them, no one can protect them.

Su Jin’s words are gentle, but her attitude is firm.

Even Princess Shouning, who dared to be carried back to the palace, won’t mess with you.

What can Princess Nanzhang do?

Even if she grits her teeth, she must punish those maids and women who ignored Su Jin’s words according to family rules. If the punishment is unfair, this bandit-like master-servant duo will not take the Duke Mansion’s family rules seriously.

However, her heart was filled with bitterness. She called her in to reprimand her, yet was forced by her to punish her own people!

After Su Jin and Xingxing withdrew, as they passed through the garden.

The sound of wailing filled the air.

Su Jin stood by and watched for a while.

Xingxing recognized one of the women and said, "Such light beating, did they skip lunch?"

Saying this, she walked over and grabbed the paddle.

How strong Xingxing is.

With one stroke—

The woman’s cries of pain were enough to rupture a person’s eardrums.

Su Jin gently rubbed her ears. Xingxing gave five solid hits, and tears gushed from the woman’s eyes.

Xingxing, feeling relieved, tossed the paddle back to the woman and said, "If there’s a next time, and you don’t take my lady’s words seriously, I’ll whip you!"

The maids and women shivered with fear.

This bandit-like maid once shot down a hornet’s nest with a slingshot, stinging Princess Shouning.

She also whipped Mrs. Li, the steward of the main kitchen.

So ruthless.

Xingxing snorted.

Su Jin lifted her feet and headed back to the Agarwood Pavilion.

Xingxing followed closely behind.

After a few steps, Su Jin asked, "Did that woman offend you?"

"She said behind your back that you’re full of yourself, and I heard it," Xingxing said.

"...."

The two returned to the Agarwood Pavilion, heading straight to the backyard.

Xingxing went to add firewood, and the Hidden Guard said, "Can’t sell candied haws anymore, right?"

"The lady said exemption from family rules means not breaking them; otherwise, the exemption has no meaning," Xingxing replied.

"...."

"So, we should still be able to sell candied haws," Xingxing said earnestly.

"...."

This kind of fearless, deliberate defiance is truly bandit-like.

Tianxiang Building, Tea Stall.

Prince NanAn was yawning; life was so dull it made one sleepy.

Chu Shun tossed over a peanut.

Prince NanAn opened his mouth and caught it, chewing twice.

His brow furrowed into a knot.

Spit it out!

"Why is it bitter?" he said, rinsing his mouth.

"Good ones aren’t used to throw at you," Chu Shun said.

"...."

A servant ran over and said, "Prince, hurry to Baosheng House; something’s happened."

"Has someone died?" Prince NanAn asked.

"No, not at all," the servant said.

"If no one’s dead, it doesn’t count as something happening," Prince NanAn said dismissively.

"Bored just sitting around, let’s go have a look," Eldest Young Master of Duke Dingguo suggested.

The group stood up and headed toward Baosheng House.

In front of Baosheng House, it was packed with people.

Chu Shun laughed and said, "It’s just a painting, yet so many people are eager to see it. Baosheng House is making a killing this time."

The Heir of Marquis Beining laughed, "I’ll have my cousin treat when the time comes."

Baosheng House was a dowry shop for the Heir of Marquis Beining’s aunt, and its business had always been lukewarm.

This was the first time it was so bustling.

All thanks to Big Brother and Sister-in-law.

The Heir of Marquis Beining was thinking about how to extort his cousin properly.

When they squeezed into the room, they saw four paintings hanging around the portrait of Xie Jingchen.

Chu Shun, "...."

Prince NanAn, "...."

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

Eldest Young Master of Duke Dingguo, "...."

The four looked at each other, all with black lines on their faces.

The crowd around them looked at the four of them and then at the portraits, all praising the lifelike and vivid depictions.

Xie Jingchen was compared to the portrait, whereas they were real people used for comparison.

"My heart is racing," Chu Shun said, touching his chest.

"I’m also feeling uneasy," Prince NanAn said.

"Big Brother intends to use this painting to tell us that Sister-in-law isn’t only targeting him but us too?" Eldest Young Master of Duke Dingguo said.

"I feel like I should leave the Capital for a year or so for safety," the Heir of Marquis Beining said.

The shopkeeper walked over, smiling, "This was sent by the Eldest Young Master of the Duke Zhen Country Mansion, asking to hang it there until he sends someone to take it down."

So don’t even think about taking the paintings down.

The Heir of Marquis Beining frowned, "Can’t I either?"

The shopkeeper shook his head, "Young Master, please don’t make things difficult for me."

"Alright, won’t make it hard for you. Go back and tell my cousin; the business at Ansheng House is something we traded our honor for," the Heir of Marquis Beining said painfully.

"...."

The shopkeeper’s mouth twitched and silently retreated.

Once the shopkeeper walked away, the Heir of Marquis Beining’s pained expression vanished.

With Xie Jingchen’s painting in front, their gray paintings don’t matter much; at least it’s not the first one.

Chu Shun was more puzzled, "Why is it gray and not black?"

He looked at Prince NanAn and Eldest Young Master of Duke Dingguo.

Both shook their heads in unison.

"Is it because he’s Big Brother?" Chu Shun asked.

"Seems like it," Prince NanAn said.

"Exactly, with these five paintings placed together, you can clearly tell who’s the Big Brother and who’s the younger ones," Eldest Young Master of Duke Dingguo said.

"That’s too much; we’re all on equal footing, only calling him Big Brother because he was born a few days earlier and ate two more spoonfuls of salt," Chu Shun said.

"How about painting them black?" the Heir of Marquis Beining suggested, "We can’t take them down, but they didn’t say we can’t paint them black."

Prince NanAn waved his hand.

"Bring the pen!"

The Heir of Marquis Beining took the paintings down.

The shopkeeper came over to stop them, Prince NanAn said, "If anything, just let the Eldest Young Master of Duke Zhen’s Mansion find this Prince."

The shopkeeper reluctantly retreated.

Your good relationship, do as you wish, as long as Baosheng House’s business is good.

Prince NanAn walked to the desk on the side, publicly painting the portraits black.

The Heir of Marquis Beining and Eldest Young Master of Duke Dingguo followed suit.

Chu Shun didn’t move.

They looked at him and asked, "Aren’t you painting too?"

Chu Shun laughed, "Gray still makes me recognizable; painting them black, not even my mother could recognize me. Once you hang them, it’ll look like I’m the Big Brother."

He laughed heartily with his hands on his hips.

He was just too clever.

Prince NanAn eyed him and said, "You’re happy too soon."

Chu Shun looked at him.

He still hadn’t grasped the deeper meaning of the words.

The Heir of Marquis Beining and Eldest Young Master of Duke Dingguo came over, each taking one of his arms, lifting him out.

Chu Shun, "....!!!"

Prince NanAn smoothly took down Chu Shun’s portrait.

By the time Chu Shun struggled back, the painting was already half-painted.

Half gray, half black.

Prince NanAn looked at him, holding back laughter, "Should I hang it like this, or paint it black?"

Chu Shun turned his face away, looking like he couldn’t bear to watch.

Prince NanAn, shoulders shaking with laughter, finished painting the portrait, then hung it up.

Except for Chu Shun, everyone else smiled with satisfaction.

"Now it’s like we’re good brothers, like we’re from the same mother," Prince NanAn said, patting Chu Shun on the shoulder.

"...."

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