Huh? The Tyrant Cries After My Inner Thoughts Were Exposed!-Chapter 75 - 74: Su Juan’s Divorce

Su Juan stared blankly at the Old Emperor on the platform, even forgetting her tears. As for the matter of divorce, she was certain that, given the Old Emperor’s temperament, he would never agree.

Therefore, her original intention was just to take advantage of this opportunity when Song Qianfan was accused to blow things up.

"I just want to stir things up, seize the chance to deal with Song Qianfan, and hopefully strip him of his title..."

The courtiers were shocked. How deep was the grievance and hatred? Even if the Princely Heir wronged her, it wasn’t enough to target his title!

This Princely Heir is, after all, the Emperor’s own nephew. How could His Majesty punish him to such an extent?

"How come it got approved? It shouldn’t be!"

The Old Emperor squinted his eyes: "I have spoken, and even if you don’t want to divorce now, it’s beyond your control."

"Minister Su, rest assured, the Holy Decree will reach your hands shortly, just wait patiently."

He accepted the tea handed over by the Eunuch, took a sip, and his brow eased. This ’brainless’ identity finally had some clues.

The Old Emperor sighed; this Su Juan, he really had not loved her in vain.

And Su Juan couldn’t react for a good while because the way things unfolded exceeded her expectations. The Old Emperor seemed to have changed his personality, agreeing with such ease, as if the previous marriage decree was just a joke.

"But I don’t want to divorce now!!!"

Her head throbbed with pain, "This was rash."

It was hard to get up and ready to do business, and now it was ruined. With the Old Emperor’s grand wave, she would have to swiftly move out of the Prince Mansion today. How could she approach the Song Qianfan then?

"Your Majesty, actually..."

The Old Emperor squinted his eyes and interrupted her words, "Minister Su, a monarch keeps no idle words."

Su Juan: "..." "Damn it! This time it’s really a flop."

Realizing the situation was settled, Su Juan immediately switched to a grateful expression, "This humble minister thanks Your Majesty for Your great kindness!"

Prince Jing sighed, such a good daughter-in-law, gone.

Song Qianfan looked at Su Juan coldly, his eyes as sharp as knives, as if to flay Su Juan piece by piece.

Su Juan had no choice but to retreat from the Golden Hall.

The Old Emperor looked at her figure, feeling a bit dazed. He pressed his forehead, suspecting now that Song Qianfan was the future culprit mentioned by Su Juan, who would lead the world to chaos. He definitely couldn’t keep her at the Prince Jing Mansion.

The key was, did Prince Jing know his nephew’s intentions?

The Old Emperor felt irritable. It seemed like there were leads, but actually, his thoughts were even more chaotic. He didn’t even dare trust his always trustworthy brother now.

This Prince Jing Mansion... I shall see how many ambitions there are.

...

Once Su Juan exited the Golden Hall, Qiu Chuchong quickly entered and reported the entire case in detail, bringing along witnesses and evidence, as well as Liang Yin’s confession, thinking that even if today this Prince Jing’s Heir didn’t end up in jail, stripping him of a layer of skin would be inevitable!

Outside, the courtiers waited anxiously, wanting to know what was going on inside, but without Su Juan, who was like an eye in there, they knew nothing and were completely puzzled.

When the people inside came out again, Qiu Chuchong’s face was visibly displeased, sporting a dark expression.

The courtiers immediately dispersed, pretending to pass by!

Seeing so many people around, Song Qianfan’s expression stiffened, glaring coldly at Su Juan, and spat out while almost gritting his teeth, "Su Juan, even if we divorce..." This Princely Heir will not let you go.

Under everyone’s gaze, he coldly laughed and said, "Even if we divorce, this Princely Heir will always remember you. Until we meet again."

Su Juan was silent, now it was truly a falling out.

"Better if never," she thought.

Prince Jing sighed, indeed the divorce could be a good thing, seeing Song Qianfan had walked far, he spoke, "Ah Juan, once the Holy Decree arrives, it won’t be too late for you to leave when you’re ready. If you want to take the little maidservant serving you, just take her deed along with you."

"It’s our Prince Mansion’s misfortune, not being able to keep you..."

His tone of regret was not like a performance.

Su Juan was slightly stunned, her emotions suddenly complicated, "Thank you, Prince."

Seeing everyone left, Duke Ping smiled broadly, "Xiao Su, old man must congratulate you on leaving this bitter sea. In the future, my Duke Mansion, you must come often and stay, treat it as your own home."

Su Juan smiled, "Thank you, Lord."

Everyone couldn’t help but sigh, how magnanimous Prince Jing was, even when Su Juan had harmed the Princely Heir so and was about to divorce, he still treated her so well.

Just then, the Chief Secretary muttered to Qiu Chuchong, "Enough, stop with the sour face, who’s it for?"

Qiu Chuchong snorted coldly, "I just don’t understand what His Majesty is thinking, with all the witnesses and evidence in place, clear confessions ready to be evaluated, yet His Majesty merely scolded him a few times, relieved him of his duties, and punished him with half a month of reflection in private?!"

Su Juan suddenly understood, "No wonder Song Qianfan was so arrogant when he left, turns out the Old Emperor barely punished him."

"No wonder Qiu Chuchong was so upset."

"After all, just the charges of wife snatching and murder should have been enough to crush him, but now he’s fine, not having suffered in the least, just lost a Fourth Rank position, and only has to reflect for half a month, truly a light punishment."

Not saying anything was okay, but once Su Juan spoke, Qiu Chuchong became even angrier, poised to return and argue with the Old Emperor, "No! I must go back and talk..."

How could he not think, today, the usually fair Emperor was so muddle-headed in shielding the Princely Heir, could it be just because he is Prince Jing’s son?!

The Chief Secretary and Duke Ping hurriedly stopped him, whispered, "Calm down, His Majesty must have his reasons!"

Though they also thought the Old Emperor’s actions today were truly uncharacteristic.

Qiu Chuchong, with his impetuous temper, snorted, "What reason could he have! Isn’t he just protecting his own nephew?!"

"I think it’s just an old fool...!!!"

This roar was indeed loud enough, startling the Chief Secretary into covering his mouth, glancing around nervously.

Su Juan ran two meters away instantly, distancing herself from Qiu Chuchong, who was currently going crazy, "Wow, really daring! Lucky I ran fast, if the Old Emperor comes to blame, it definitely has nothing to do with me!"

The Chief Secretary and Duke Ping hesitated for a moment before dragging Qiu Chuchong away.

Meanwhile, inside the Golden Hall, the Old Emperor snorted coldly, "This Qiu Chuchong is getting bolder and bolder, daring even to curse at me now that he’s favored!"

"Your Majesty, calm down." The Eunuch’s face went pale with fright, this Qiu Chuchong was indeed too bold, not fearing losing his official cap.

"Mind you, the Old Emperor’s actions today were quite disappointing, thought he would severely punish Song Qianfan..."

"Alas, disappointing."

The Old Emperor was silent, shaking his head and sighing, "Forget it, let them be."

No one understands my pains, being in high positions doesn’t mean everything goes as you wish. It’s fine if others don’t understand, but this little girl doesn’t understand either...

Sigh.

"Today’s kneeling was in vain, my knees hurt, thank goodness I didn’t kowtow, ugh, such a loss!"

"..." I didn’t ask you to kneel.

Su Juan regretted, today was truly a defeat before the battle even started.

"Once I move out of the Prince Jing Mansion, Song Qianfan will surely spare no effort to find ways to kill me..."

The Old Emperor dismissed the concern, not afraid, there’s still me, right?

A mere Princely Heir, without an official position, no military power, only a title yet to inherit, I can end him with a finger.

"Sigh, had I known, I would have continued laying low."

"Granting marriage, then divorce, couldn’t he see I was advancing by retreating? Does he listen to courtiers for everything, is he playing at being Emperor?"

The Old Emperor’s face darkened, anger turning into laughter.

Nearby, the Chief Secretary and Duke Ping pretended to be deaf. Qiu Chuchong, hearing her ranting, had most of his anger dissipated, instinctively quickened his steps, fleeing the palace like escaping death, fearful of being implicated by Su Juan.

If taken back, at least twenty strokes would be inevitable.