CHAPTER 512: CHAPTER 512 TRAPPED

Su Jin thought it was something important that they were looking for her.

It turned out they just wanted to ask if she could share her recipe with others.

It seems that Eldest Young Madam Zhao was too embarrassed to show the recipe to others, so she used her as a facade.

However, Su Jin didn’t think the recipe was something that couldn’t be shared.

Seeing Su Jin agree, the Heir of Marquis Beining was relieved.

The four of them played a game of chess with Xie Jingchen.

Hmm.

They had originally planned to have a meal at the Agarwood Pavilion.

But they brought four barrels of fish, and the small kitchen prepared a fish feast.

When the first dish of fish was served, they didn’t change their expressions.

When the second dish of fish was served, their brows slightly furrowed.

When the third dish of fish was served, their brows knitted tightly.

When the fourth dish of fish was served, Prince NanAn couldn’t sit still, "Why so many fish?"

"The small kitchen prepared a fish feast," Xingxing said cheerfully.

Almost instantly.

Prince NanAn and the others stood up and cupped their fists towards Xie Jingchen.

"Brother Jingchen, we take our leave."

Afraid of being asked to stay, they hurriedly left.

Su Jin, "..."

Xie Jingchen, "..."

By the time Xingxing chased after them, she only caught a distant glimpse of Prince NanAn’s agile figure flipping over the wall.

Su Jin looked at the table full of delicious fish, puzzled, "Is there something wrong with the dishes?"

"They must have gotten tired of eating it," Xie Jingchen said.

"..."

The Heir of Marquis Beining and the others went to the Drunken Immortal Pavilion to eat and had a servant convey Su Jin’s message to Eldest Young Madam Zhao that she agreed to share the recipe.

At that time, someone was asking Mrs. Zhao for the recipe.

Mrs. Zhao blushed and had the maid transcribe the recipe.

She also looked at Mrs. Zhao, "The recipe the doctor gave you, mother?"

Mrs. Zhao wanted to say the recipe was for her alone, but since she conceived, it should be shown to her.

"Go get the recipe," Mrs. Zhao instructed the maid.

Soon, the maid brought the recipe over.

Eldest Young Madam Zhao glanced at it and was stunned.

"This prescription...," she said, her nose tingling.

Mrs. Zhao looked at her and said, "The doctor wanted me to tell you this, probably to keep you from feeling too pressured."

"I followed the doctor’s exhortations, and you conceived, which shows that too much stress is not good for conceiving."

Blushing, she gave the recipe to the young lady asking for it.

The young lady’s face turned even redder.

This prescription is too...

Not daring to voice any doubts, as Eldest Young Madam Zhao conceived using this prescription, she quickly put it away and expressed her thanks.

All those who came to ask for the prescription left in the end with flushed faces.

In the blink of an eye, two days passed.

That night, Su Jin was still diligently copying Buddhist scriptures.

She had tried her best.

Yet she was still ten scrolls short.

They were going to the Great Buddha Temple tomorrow.

Su Jin yawned continuously, her eyelids almost sticking together.

Xingxing couldn’t persuade her, so Xie Jingchen came and asked, "How many scrolls are left?"

"Seven more," Su Jin replied.

"..."

"Go to sleep first, write tomorrow," Xie Jingchen said.

"But we’re going to the Great Buddha Temple early tomorrow," Su Jin said.

Xie Jingchen took the pen from her hand and ordered Su Jin to go to sleep.

If she persisted, Xie Jingchen would carry her to bed.

Su Jin feared he would do as he said, and besides, she was really tired.

Before sleeping, Su Jin instructed Xingxing to tell Xie Jinhuan and Xie Jinxiu in the morning that she might not be able to go to the Great Buddha Temple until the afternoon, and if they couldn’t wait, they could go ahead.

The next day, after breakfast, Xie Jinhuan went to find Xie Jinxiu.

"Second Sister, should we wait for Sister-in-law or go ahead?" Xie Jinhuan asked.

"Of course, go ahead!" Xie Jinxiu blurted out.

First, the earlier one goes to offer incense for blessings, the more sincere it shows.

Many people vie to offer the first incense.

Second, it was Princess Nanzhang who asked them to copy the Buddhist scriptures for rain and named the need for Sister-in-law to go as well.

Instinct told her that Sister-in-law’s trip to the Great Buddha Temple would have issues.

She was struggling to find a way to avoid suspicion, and now that Sister-in-law voluntarily was not going with them, she welcomed it.

Xie Jinxiu and Xie Jinhuan, carrying the copied scriptures, went to see Princess Nanzhang and informed her that Su Jin would be delayed before heading out straight to the Great Buddha Temple.

By the time they returned from praying at the Great Buddha Temple, Su Jin had just finished copying the Buddhist scriptures.

Xie Jingchen accompanied Su Jin to the Great Buddha Temple.

Before leaving, Xingxing was still flipping through the almanac.

"Is it a good day to go out today?" Su Jin asked with a smile.

Xingxing, holding the almanac, said, "Miss, today is a good day to go out."

The Hidden Guard gave Xingxing a sidelong glance.

Does the Princess Consort need to look at the almanac before going out?

If anyone was unlucky enough to encounter the Princess Consort, it would be a bad day for them.

The group left and took a carriage to the Great Buddha Temple.

There were few pedestrians along the way, and the journey to the Great Buddha Temple was much faster than usual.

Just as they reached the foot of the Great Buddha Temple, a servant on horseback chased after them, "Young Master, the Prince has urgent matters and needs you to go to the military camp."

Xie Jingchen lifted the curtain and looked at the servant.

The servant was a trusted aide of Manager Li.

Sending him must mean there truly was something urgent.

He looked at Su Jin, and Su Jin urged him, "Go to the military camp; I’ll return after I pray."

Xie Jingchen stepped out of the carriage and rode off.

The Hidden Guard stayed behind to protect Su Jin.

Climbing the mountain, Su Jin carried the scriptures to the Great Buddha Temple to pray.

Seeing their arrival, the little monks were nervous.

They thought Princess Consort Zhenbei wasn’t coming, but she did.

Hopefully, nothing will go wrong today.

The little monks clasped their hands, chanting and praying.

Su Jin knelt down, sincerely looking at the Bodhisattva, hoping the Bodhisattva could tell her if she could ever leave here.

Although nothing was particularly troubling staying here, she felt she didn’t belong.

Yet after a long while, the Bodhisattva did not give her any response.

Xingxing’s legs were numb from kneeling, and she whispered, "Miss, how long do you plan to kneel?"

Su Jin raised her hand, and Xingxing quickly assisted her in standing up.

Leaving the Great Hero Hall, Xingxing asked, "Should we stroll around or head back to the mansion?"

"Let’s head back," Su Jin said.

With the heat so intense, no beautiful scenery could capture her attention.

However, just as Su Jin wanted to return, someone seemed intent on going against her wishes.

After a few steps, a man walking by reached out swiftly, grabbing the golden hairpin from Su Jin’s head, and ran off.

The man was so fast that before Su Jin could react, he was already far ahead.

Xingxing immediately started chasing.

Su Jin also headed in that direction.

In broad daylight and right under the Bodhisattva’s eyes, someone actually dared to snatch a golden hairpin from her head.

This was immensely brazen!

The man ran fast, and Xingxing couldn’t catch up.

The Hidden Guard pursued and threw a stone, causing the man to stumble forward and roll down the steps.

Kneeling on the ground, the man begged for mercy repeatedly.

Xingxing rushed to the man, snatched back the golden hairpin, then turned to call for her lady.

But there was no sign of Su Jin, only an embroidered handkerchief on the ground, blown by the wind.

The Hidden Guard’s expression changed.

"Not good!"

"We’ve fallen into the enemy’s trap of luring the tiger from the mountain!"

As he spoke, the kneeling man waved his hand, releasing a puff of knockout powder.

The Hidden Guard and Xingxing exchanged glances and collapsed to the ground.