After Transmigration, I Snag a Stunning Bigwig as My Husband-Chapter 687: Debt
A single Young Master Su was enough to overwhelm the Ninth Prince, and adding Young Master Shen left him with almost no room to fight back.
Of course, his father, the Emperor, was no match either.
In his younger days, the Emperor was no rival to Marquis Dongxiang, and even more so after ascending the throne, where he neglected his martial skills.
Marquis Dongxiang beat him so badly he couldn’t even crawl up.
Last time at Zhaoyang Palace, Marquis Dongxiang only gave him one punch, but now it was much more than that.
He didn’t hit the face; all the punches landed on the body.
The Emperor lay prone on the ground, unable to get up, while Marquis Dongxiang clutched his Dragon Robe and shouted, "You’re asking me why I didn’t tell you?"
"You couldn’t even protect Cousin Yun, such a big person, how could I expect you to keep Jinjim safe when she was just born?!" Marquis Dongxiang roared.
"Expecting you, she was almost buried alive!"
"Sixteen years, and you didn’t even know Cousin Yun bore you a daughter. Others say she died in childbirth, and you believed it, two lives lost, how did you become Emperor being this foolish?!"
"If I had entrusted Jinjim to you, she might still be alive, but how foolish would she have grown under your care?!"
Marquis Dongxiang’s voice was violent, the anger accumulated over fifteen years, one can imagine how furious he was.
After all those years of repression at Qingyun Mountain, this rage was still suppressed; had it been in his youth, he wouldn’t have cared whether he was the Emperor or not, he would have cursed him soundly.
Duke Chong and the Right Minister were all blocked outside the training ground.
Only Eunuch Fu was allowed to enter.
And why was he let in? Certainly not to save the Emperor, but to bear witness for Marquis Dongxiang.
Watching Marquis Dongxiang brutally scold the Emperor, Eunuch Fu’s heart trembled with fear.
But to say the scolding was unjust, the facts were right there.
Princess Shouning was no match for the Princess Consort Zhenbei, provoking once and being defeated once, with no way to fight back, defeated a hundred times, fought a hundred times.
Marquis Dongxiang taught the Princess Consort Zhenbei so well: smart, witty, gracious, sensible, a true princess.
If Marquis Dongxiang had really told the Emperor back then, there would have been no way to take Little Princess away.
The Empress Dowager would never allow royal offspring to remain outside.
If Marquis Dongxiang had revealed his identity, he would never have had the chance to rebuild the Flying Tiger Army at Qingyun Mountain.
And the Little Princess, staying in the palace, had a high chance of not growing up, with Consort Yun passing away, the Emperor frequently visiting Chaohua Palace, and within half a year, the palace was consumed by a great fire.
The Emperor’s affection was both a blessing and a curse.
Eunuch Fu, who had been in the palace for so many years, had seen many perish under the Emperor’s favor.
The more the Emperor cherished the Little Princess, the more dangerous she became, not to mention the Emperor, who is the utmost ruler, had to prioritize state affairs. He couldn’t always look after the Little Princess.
The Little Princess was far happier by Marquis Dongxiang’s side than by the Emperor’s.
Considering in the palace, Princess Beimo bullied her, even Young Master Su protected his own sister, one can imagine how protective Marquis Dongxiang was.
Only by staying with Marquis Dongxiang could she be cherished and treated like a princess.
This was the Little Princess’s fortune, and also the Emperor’s good fortune.
But... they shouldn’t beat the Emperor to the point he couldn’t get up, after all, he is the Emperor.
The words of Marquis Dongxiang couldn’t be countered by the Emperor, and he said, "I know I owe Jinjim, I will compensate her."
No one would believe these words were false.
Marquis Dongxiang also believed the Emperor would compensate her.
But such an opportunity, Marquis Dongxiang was unwilling to give.
Does Jinjim need his compensation?
Marquis Dongxiang lifted the Emperor by his collar and said, "You want to acknowledge Jinjim?"
The Emperor frowned, "She is my daughter!"
Marquis Dongxiang let go, and the Emperor fell to the ground, "I gave you multiple chances to acknowledge your daughter before, almost wore out my lips."
"Now you want to recognize your daughter?"
"You’re just focused on recognizing your daughter, have you thought about why she developed rashes all over her face after eating lychee pastries at the sacrificial ceremony?!"
"And why she almost got assassinated outside the palace and was nearly burned to death in Chaohua Palace due to a fake imperial decree?!"
"You, the supposed father, didn’t know she was a princess, but others did!"
"Before uncovering the truth about Cousin Yun’s childbirth, if you dare speak another word, I’ll punch you!"
To those who had just beaten the Emperor, his threats were no joke.
Furthermore, uncovering the death of Consort Yun didn’t mean the Emperor could recognize his daughter.
This was merely the most basic condition.
If this condition couldn’t be met, everything else was out of the question.
For all these years, Su Jin didn’t know she was a princess, the Emperor’s daughter, yet she lived well.
Instead, upon entering the Capital, she repeatedly encountered danger; fortunately, her luck was great, surviving all calamities, or she wouldn’t be alive now.
If not for the Emperor treating Su Jin fairly well, and Marquis Dongxiang knowing his cousin, not wanting her to be restless in her grave, he would have intended to conceal it for a lifetime.
Unwilling to look at the Emperor any further, Marquis Dongxiang turned and left.
The Emperor lay on the ground, and when Eunuch Fu tried to help him up, the Emperor waved him away.
After a moment, the Emperor got up by himself.
Eunuch Fu brushed off the dust on the Dragon Robe, supporting the Emperor as he walked out.
Before the Emperor could step out the training ground’s yard gate, the Ninth Prince ran over, hugging the Emperor and crying, "Father, Su Yang told me not to call Princess Consort Zhenbei my sister and beat me up."
When the Ninth Prince looked up, the Emperor saw his son’s bruised and swollen face.
The Ninth Prince hugged tightly, and the Emperor was in pain all over.
In truth, this was the first time the Ninth Prince hugged the Emperor; he never dared before.
But after spending time with Young Master Su, he felt it was only natural for a son to hug his father.
In the palace, Young Master Su even hugged his father, passing on a louse from outside the palace to him.
If outsiders were allowed to hug him, surely his own son could too.
Moreover, the Ninth Prince genuinely felt aggrieved, hurting all over, so he hugged the Emperor tightly.
Eunuch Fu didn’t know what to say.
That Dongxiang Marquis family was truly enough.
The father hit everywhere except the face.
The son just hit straight on the face.
Duke Chong looked at the Emperor, "Your Majesty, Marquis Dongxiang didn’t harm you, did he?"
"What could he do to me?!" the Emperor’s face was grim.
Realizing his mistake, Duke Chong dared not ask further.
But the Emperor’s frowning look clearly showed he was hurt.
Yet, respecting the Emperor’s dignity, no one even dared to consider baring his Dragon Robe to reveal the bruises and convict Marquis Dongxiang.
Eunuch Fu pitied the Emperor, and also pitied the Ninth Prince. He said, "Ninth Prince, follow His Majesty back to the palace."
The Ninth Prince nodded heavily.
After being beaten like this, of course, it’s time to return to the palace.
The Emperor glanced around, not seeing Su Jin, feeling suddenly disappointed.
He stepped toward the gates of Dongxiang Marquis Mansion.
Young Master Shen ran over, looked at the Ninth Prince, and said, "Are you really going back to the palace?"
The Ninth Prince touched his sore face.
Young Master Shen came over and grabbed his sleeve.
The Ninth Prince struggled but couldn’t free himself.
The Ninth Prince looked at the Emperor, "Father... can I stay a few more days before returning to the palace?"
The Emperor, "..."
Eunuch Fu, "..."
