Huh? The Tyrant Cries After My Inner Thoughts Were Exposed!-Chapter 77 - 76: Stay Away from Your Big Brother

In the Prince Mansion, knowing Su Juan was going to divorce and take herself along, Dongdong was filled with joy, unable to hide her happiness for Su Juan.

"That’s wonderful, my lady, you can finally leave this sea of suffering!"

Su Juan smiled, "Others think marrying into the Prince Mansion is a great blessing. Why does it sound like a pit of fire when you say it?"

She vaguely remembered, after the marriage was granted, some rumors in the Capital, and some noble daughters said she, a merchant’s daughter, had incredible luck.

Dongdong pouted, "That’s because others can only see the wealth on the surface of the Prince Mansion, how can they know my lady’s difficulties and heartache?"

Others can only see the benefits this marriage has brought, but only I, as your servant, know that from the moment you married into the Prince Mansion, the Heir has never looked at you properly.

The few times the Heir came, it was always to make things difficult for you, consistently with scolding and beatings.

The Princess Consort was initially quite kind to you, but after the birthday banquet, she seemed like a different person, first treating you distantly, then making things difficult for you over many small matters.

Clearly, it’s the Heir who made mistakes, but somehow, it seems like it’s your fault.

Some servants would also look at the expressions, during the New Year, when she went to get coal, they made it difficult, saying that your allocation was only so much, refusing to give more. If it weren’t for the Second Prince stepping in, in such a cold weather, they wouldn’t even have had coal to use.

The Prince himself is quite good, but how could he manage these back courtyard affairs, he probably doesn’t know the grievances you’ve suffered.

In this enormous Prince Mansion, only the Second Prince makes one feel warmth, truly disheartening.

Now that you can leave, it couldn’t be better.

The mistress and servant thought they’d have to pack for a whole night, but in the end, found that there was so little they could take away, only two or three sets of clothes, things the Empress had rewarded at the time, and some jewelry pouches gifted by Liu Miaoying and Lin Xizhi.

Dongdong felt wronged for Su Juan, "Your things are too few, my lady."

"All of this barely fills two boxes, and the boxes were ones the Empress rewarded back then. You, as the Heir Consort, have less than a girl from an ordinary family, it’s just as well to be divorcing!"

Hearing her speak up for her, Su Juan felt an inexplicable urge to laugh, "Having fewer things is good, tomorrow when we leave, one carriage will do."

"Leave!? You’re leaving tomorrow?" Outside came Song Qianhang’s exclamation, standing at the door, not coming in.

Su Juan turned around, surprised to see Song Qianhang, "What brings you here?"

[Would this fool Song Qianhang be here to speak on behalf of his brother?]

Song Qianhang remained silent, of course, he wasn’t here to speak for his brother.

He hurried over as soon as he heard Su Juan and his brother were divorcing, didn’t expect her to already be packing.

"Are you really divorcing my brother?"

Su Juan nodded, "Your Majesty has already granted it today, the Holy Decree will be issued soon."

Song Qianhang was emotionally conflicted, only after a good while did he speak, "It’s good to divorce, it wasn’t a good marriage... But you’re leaving tomorrow, where will you go?"

Upon hearing this, Su Juan laughed, "Naturally, I’ll return to the Su Mansion, where else could I possibly go?"

[As someone divorced, where else could I go but my own home?]

Seeing Su Juan smile, Song Qianhang’s gaze wandered, "Su Family doesn’t treat you well, returning after divorce, they might make things difficult for you."

Su Juan sighed, "Even if it’s difficult, I must go back, I can’t sleep on the streets, can I?"

With her head lowered and sighing, she seemed troubled over this, unsure of what to do.

Song Qianhang paused, scratching his head, "Actually, I recently bought a new house, planning to move in myself. If you don’t mind..."

Su Juan blinked, looking at him.

Song Qianhang, with a bit of embarrassment, rubbed his nose, "If you don’t mind, you could live there, the place is big, just a few streets away, not hard to move."

As he continued, his voice grew smaller, fearing Su Juan might think him abrupt, especially since she just divorced and it was his place.

Seeing his considerate look, Su Juan suddenly asked, "Song Qianhang, do you like me?"

Song Qianhang froze, "Huh?"

Su Juan stared at him, "Otherwise, why would you let me stay at your house?"

She touched the face she now had, identical to her previous one, having been pursued by many boys since childhood, indicating the face wasn’t bad after all.

[Could the young Song Qianhang be taking a liking to my looks?]

Song Qianhang: "..."

[I’ve divorced, yet he offers his house, does he intend to keep me as a concubine?]

Song Qianhang’s eyes widened: No, no way! How could I be like that scoundrel Song Qianfan!?

Su Juan blinked, [Being the elder brother has a concubine, so does the younger brother...]

Song Qianhang’s face turned crimson, "I just worry if you go back, they might make things difficult. I thought of letting you stay for a while, it’s also convenient for court... During your stay, I definitely won’t go, please don’t misunderstand, I have no other intentions!"

His explanation was somewhat unconvincing, akin to a guilty conscience.

Su Juan immediately laughed, "I was just kidding, didn’t misunderstand you."

Seeing his embarrassment, Su Juan stopped teasing, "I appreciate your goodwill."

Song Qianhang still wanted to say something, but then Su Juan spoke, "Though the Su Family hasn’t treated me well, even without this marriage, I’m now an official in the court, they wouldn’t dare to trouble me."

[If they make trouble for me, at best, their views are narrow-minded, at worst, they’re foolish.]

She felt Madam Su was not that foolish.

Hearing Su Juan’s words, Song Qianhang didn’t propose again for her to stay at his place, as it was indeed improper, and if known, would tarnish her reputation, "Tomorrow I’ll help you move your things."

Su Juan: "No need."

Song Qianhang: "Don’t be polite, even if you divorce my brother, we’re still friends."

"I wasn’t being polite with you..."

"There you go, being polite again."

Su Juan helplessly pointed at the two boxes on the floor, amused, "It’s not me being polite, I’ve already packed, just these few things to load onto a carriage, don’t really need your help, do I?"

[If there’d been more stuff, even without you saying, I’d drag you to be the labor.]

[But with just these two boxes, Dongdong and I each carry one, and we’d be off.]

Song Qianhang: "..."

Looking at the two boxes on the ground, he thought it was just the beginning of packing, but turns out they were already done.

Aren’t they all saying girls’ things are numerous?

Seeing Song Qianhang’s puzzled look, Su Juan patted his shoulder, considerate, "Actually, the marriage wasn’t that unbearable, getting to know you is quite nice."

Upon hearing this, Song Qianhang’s heart felt a bit inexplicably different, she actually considered knowing me... a good thing.

"Living away from now on is better, staying away from your brother, I know you always respect him, but maybe he’s not as good as you think?"

Su Juan, looking at Song Qianhang, couldn’t help but gently remind him.

Meeting eyes, Song Qianhang was silent for a while, unexpected that Su Juan would suddenly remind him like this.

[Alas, I knew reminding wouldn’t help, this fool, so single-mindedly respects Song Qianfan, who knows how regretful he might be when he dies...]