After Transmigration, I Snag a Stunning Bigwig as My Husband

Chapter 1253 - 44: A Joyful Debt (Part 20)

Over the years, the Ninth Prince and the others had often been deceived by Su Yang, and it was usually only after the fact that they realized it.Now Su Yang was fooling the Little Princess of Beimo, and the three of them were brimful of a sense of justice.

Especially the Ninth Prince. Back when Su Yang persuaded him to help bully the Little Princess of Beimo, even after ten years, he still felt guilty about it.

He needed to find a way to make amends.

And Su Yang, who had made him help steal a token, he even thought he had gone to Beimo, causing his father to reprimand him.

He had harbored that resentment for months and needed to get back.

The three crouched impatiently on the pavilion, itching to see how thick Su Yang’s skin could be.

But why had the Little Princess of Beimo gotten so dark?

With such darkness, how did Su Yang even notice her?

The more the Princess Yinchuan thought about it, the more something seemed wrong, and she said, "Stop fooling me!"

"A divorce letter is a divorce letter, as long as I acknowledge it, it counts."

No complaint, no investigation.

If she acknowledged this letter of divorce, then it counts.

The Ninth Prince and the others nodded silently.

Thankfully.

This Princess of Beimo was quite smart, not fooled by Su Yang.

Su Yang had a headache.

Why was it that at the times when she needed to be smart she wasn’t, and at the wrong times, she suddenly became so clever?

The Princess Yinchuan tucked the letter safely by her side, turned, and walked off.

Su Yang was about to block her when two words from the Princess Yinchuan came blasting back, "Goodbye!"

"No!"

"It’s really goodbye forever!"

With that, she lifted her foot and walked off.

Su Yang didn’t stop her but followed her instead.

A few steps later, the Princess Yinchuan glared at him, "Stop following me!"

"We are going the same way," Su Yang said with a smile.

"What same way, I’m going back to Beimo!" the Princess Yinchuan said through gritted teeth.

"I’m going to Nanlin to settle the score with Brother Zhao; we are on the same path for half a month," Su Yang said.

"..."

The Princess Yinchuan stopped, looked at him, "What score are you settling with my brother-in-law?!"

At the word "brother-in-law," Su Yang felt a lot of pressure.

The Princess Yinchuan’s father was the Emperor, her brother was the future Emperor, her brother-in-law was the Emperor, and her future nephew was also the Emperor.

But it didn’t matter even if they were all Emperors; they were far away in the mountains.

"He knew you were the Princess Yinchuan and still tricked me, shouldn’t I seek an explanation?" Su Yang asked.

"But didn’t you also trick me?!" Though she was very angry, the Princess Yinchuan still stood up for her brother-in-law and sister.

Su Yang looked at her and said, "I trick you, you trick me, we are even."

"But they didn’t just trick me; they tricked you, too."

"If you aren’t in a rush to return to Beimo, we can go to Nanlin together to settle the score with them."

Zhao Xu, "..."

Princess Jing Mountain, "..."

The Ninth Prince and the others were almost covering their ears.

This shameless talk had reached a certain level.

Shameless, yet somehow making a bit of sense.

Su Yang’s mind was quick to turn, while the Princess Yinchuan needed a moment to digest, he continued, "You came to treat your face, aren’t you planning to get it fixed before you go?"

"If you return to Beimo like this, who knows if my father-in-law will recognize you, but he will definitely be angry at me."

"Getting upset and hurting the body is a small matter, but on a whim, soldiers at the city’s doorstep might demand the Emperor hand me over to atone."

"I am my father’s only son, if not handled well, Daqi and Beimo would go to war...."

Beimo would certainly not be a match for Daqi.

His father hadn’t even set foot on the battlefield, and the Flying Tiger Army and Prince Zhenbei had already captured King Beimo alive.

Plus, with his father, King Beimo couldn’t escape even with wings.

Even though Zhao Xu was King Beimo’s son-in-law, he’s still Xie Jingchen’s cousin.

If war broke out between Beimo and Daqi, he could only mediate on both sides, but couldn’t send soldiers to help.

At that point—

They would be criminals.

So many citizens would be displaced.

The Ninth Prince, Zhao Duan, and Shen Xing looked at each other.

Their faces and eyes held five words: Can’t listen anymore.

Yes, Su Yang was the Marquis Dongxiang’s only son.

But the Marquis Dongxiang wouldn’t let Daqi and Beimo go to war.

For fear that before King Beimo even dispatched troops, the Marquis Dongxiang would tie Su Yang up and send him to Beimo to be dealt with as they pleased.

Perhaps being away from the Capital for a while, and not beaten by the Marquis Dongxiang, he thought his status had risen?

These are all illusions, okay!

He could only bully the Princess Yinchuan who grew up in Beimo, not understanding his status in the Dongxiang Marquis Mansion, daring to lie so casually.

The Princess Yinchuan wasn’t so easily fooled, she said, "The Marquis Dongxiang privately released my father to avoid war, even if my father is angry with you, he won’t start a war with Daqi."

"At most, the Emperor of Daqi will give you a beating, and my father will just turn a blind eye!"

Su Yang, "..."

Is it that during arguments, women’s brains work particularly well?

Soft persuasion didn’t work, needed to use force.

But before he could act, Su Yang was hung right up on the pavilion.