After Transmigration, I Snag a Stunning Bigwig as My Husband
Chapter 38 Disdain

Chapter 38: Chapter 38 Disdain

The maid picked up the mop head and ran like the wind.

Su Jin rubbed her sore cheeks from laughing and went to the backyard.

In the entire Agarwood Pavilion, her favorite place to stay was the bamboo house.

Not just her —

Xingxing’s favorite was also the backyard.

Without maids or old women watching and gossiping behind her back, it was as relaxing as being on Qingyun Mountain.

After not visiting the backyard for an entire day, there were more things on the open space in front of the bamboo house.

Xingxing ran over and circled around it.

There was a big wooden barrel on top, and beneath it was —

A stove?

Xingxing looked closer to confirm it was a stove.

She looked at Su Jin with a confused face, "Miss, are we going to have our own little stove?"

Su Jin said nothing.

Xingxing stomped up the steps.

She felt that calling it a small stove was not accurate enough.

Such a large wooden barrel, if cooked once, could feed them for a month.

More importantly, neither she nor her mistress knew how to cook.

Could they rely on the young master to cook for them?

If they were to force the young master like that, she feared he might put arsenic in their food and poison them.

"Miss, what is this big rice barrel for?" Xingxing asked inquisitively.

A big rice barrel —

Su Jin’s lips twitched, and she said, "It’s for detoxifying your young master."

Xingxing only half-understood.

She stroked the wooden barrel, guessing it might be for brewing a decoction for the young master to drink.

Regardless of whether the medicine tasted good, just from the quantity, Xingxing felt sympathy for the young master.

Su Jin walked towards the bamboo house.

As she entered the door,

She saw cabinets neatly labeled with the names of herbs.

She opened a few and found no mistakes.

But some commonly used herbs should be placed within easy reach, and the less used ones should be placed at the bottom or on top shelves.

After rearranging them, Su Jin’s forehead was covered with a fine layer of sweat.

Outside, Xie Jingchen walked in.

Xingxing looked at him, blinking, and said, "Miss, the young master is here."

Xingxing still remembered that Su Jin did not allow Xie Jingchen to visit on a whim.

But Xingxing felt that since the young master and the lady had carried out a robbery together, he was like a member of Feihu Village and could come and go as he pleased.

Not knowing what Xingxing was thinking, Su Jin inhaled the herbs and casually said, "No need to set off firecrackers to welcome him."

The Hidden Guard, "...."

Xie Jingchen, "...."

Xie Jingchen scanned the room.

The Hidden Guard stepped forward and asked, "Does the Eldest Young Madam need anything else?"

The Hidden Guard had prepared everything that Su Jin wrote on paper without anything missing.

Even the ink, brush, paper, and inkstone she forgot to write down were prepared.

A top-grade Duan Inkstone and wolf hair brushes, with excellent quality.

Su Jin was very satisfied.

She couldn’t have been more pleased with the Hidden Guard’s efficiency.

Xingxing looked at the silk placed in the corner and said, "Miss didn’t ask for silk."

The Hidden Guard explained, "The Eldest Young Madam instructed me to keep a low profile, so I took the opportunity from the Dongxiang Marquis Mansion to give her some silk and brought the herbs into the backyard."

There were so many herbs; he couldn’t carry them over the wall.

Even if he could, he couldn’t guarantee not to alarm others.

The more sneaky he was, the more it would attract suspicion.

Su Jin nodded, agreeing with the Hidden Guard’s approach.

What the Hidden Guard most wanted to know was —

"Is the Eldest Young Madam going to detoxify the young master tonight?"

"Tomorrow. After I go to the restaurant and return to select the maids, I’ll start detoxifying your young master."

"...."

Picking maids, such a trivial matter, unexpectedly took precedence over detoxifying the young master.

The Hidden Guard silently glanced at Xie Jingchen.

He probably knew how much the young master weighed in the Eldest Young Madam’s heart.

As light as a feather.

Xie Jingchen, "...."

Xingxing remembered the matter of selecting maids, she looked at Su Jin and said, "Originally, today was for selecting maids, but I wonder if the human trafficker brought any maids?"

Su Jin also looked at her.

Xingxing, "...."

She had been with the lady the whole day.

She didn’t know, and of course, the lady didn’t know either.

Xingxing glanced at the Hidden Guard.

The Hidden Guard, "...."

He didn’t know either.

Xingxing said, "I’ll go ask."

She dashed out in a flash.

Su Jin wanted to say a few words but couldn’t see her anymore.

This personality was a bit too hasty.

A quarter of an hour later, Xingxing returned, panting, "Miss, the human trafficker brought maids and since you weren’t here, the eldest lady helped pick a few maids, saying that once they are trained, they will be sent to serve you."

Once trained, the maids wouldn’t be her maids anymore.

"Go to the front yard and say that tomorrow after lunch, have the human trafficker bring more maids; I’ll pick myself."

"I can’t run anymore."

"...."

Xingxing panted against the door.

"I’ll go," the Hidden Guard said considerately.

"That’s good, bring a pack of bamboo charcoal when you come back."

"...."

When Su Jin spoke, her eyes lingered on Xie Jingchen for a moment.

She meant nothing by it.

It was just seeing him stand by the window, so tall and handsome, she couldn’t help but look a little longer.

As a result —

People misunderstood.

With a grim face, he walked away.

Seeing Xie Jingchen walk away without looking back, Xingxing looked at Su Jin and said, "Miss, doing this will make the young master dislike you."

Such a fair-skinned young master is so nice, yet you insist on turning him into a dark figure.

She didn’t know what the lady was thinking.

Even being disliked like this, and he wouldn’t divorce her, Su Jin still felt exhausted.

She clearly told him to roll into the palace, but he came back with the Emperor’s handwritten inscription.

Things were developing in a good direction, yet the outcome was opposite to what she hoped for.

She didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.

Seeing Xingxing’s face full of worry.

Su Jin shook her head with a smile and teased her.

"Go ask him if he dislikes me," she said.

"No need to ask, the young master is counting on you to detoxify him, so he definitely wouldn’t dare to dislike you."

"Then that’s it."

"But not daring to dislike doesn’t mean he doesn’t dislike."

"...."

"So?" Su Jin propped her chin.

She wanted to know what solution Xingxing had to prevent herself from being inevitably disliked by Xie Jingchen.

Fearing Xingxing would say to curry favor, Su Jin dismissed this path, "I won’t curry favor with him. Think of another way to make sure he doesn’t dislike me."

Xingxing, "...."

She was completely at a loss.

She had no idea how to respond to Su Jin.

Su Jin looked at her again.

Finally, this little maid came up with a suggestion that left Su Jin shocked —

"Why don’t we dislike the young master first?"

Another one trying hard not to lose face.

To avoid the awkwardness of being disliked by Xie Jingchen, they should dislike him first.

This maneuver impressed Su Jin.

Suppressing the twitching corners of her mouth, Su Jin dipped her brush into ink and began to write on paper.

Soon, the Hidden Guard brought the bamboo charcoal over, placed it in the corner by the wall, and silently withdrew.

Peony Garden.

The Hidden Guard went to deliver a message to the front yard, which quickly reached the ears of the Princess Nanzhang.

After repeatedly losing face today, just hearing anything about Su Jin put her in a bad mood.

At this moment, her face was more sullen than ever.

Mrs. Zhao, fanning the flames by her side, said, "The Eldest Young Madam really thinks of our Duke Zhen Country Mansion as her Feihu Village, doing whatever she wants. The little maid she brought into the mansion is even more unruly, running around causing chaos without a thought, and resorting to fists at the drop of a hat. If the Eldest Young Madam is allowed to teach maids, who knows how many little bandits she’ll train."

A bandit is still a bandit.

These master and servant pairs married into the Duke Mansion with a dowry set up on credit, and even a little more normal would’ve been too ashamed to show their faces, yet the Eldest Young Madam and her maid are about to fly into the sky from a lack of self-awareness!