Huh? The Tyrant Cries After My Inner Thoughts Were Exposed!-Chapter 81 - 80: Xiao Su Is Playing So Wildly?

In the Prince Jing Mansion, Song Qianfan did not raise his head, looking at the letter in his hand, he asked, "She moved out?"

Li An replied, "Replying to Young Master, she has moved out."

He glanced at his master from the corner of his eye, only to see Song Qianfan with a cold smile on his face. Suddenly, he recalled the scene he had just witnessed outside... If the Young Master found out, he would surely be infuriated.

Song Qianfan asked lightly, "Is there anyone in the mansion helping her?"

Li An answered, "Replying to Young Master, yesterday, as you instructed, anyone who helped the Heir Consort would be sold off. Today, no one assisted her."

Song Qianfan: "Heh, self-inflicted."

He casually tossed the letter in his hand into the incense burner beside him, "What about the carriages?"

Li An was silent for a moment, "No arrangements were made. The Princess Consort did have someone take one out, but the Heir Consort did not want it."

Song Qianfan’s eyes darkened with displeasure. This woman was moving out, yet his mother still went to help her?

"Tell the people in the mansion and the coachmen within a ten-mile radius, anyone who dares to rent a carriage to her today is opposing the Prince Jing Mansion."

He sneered. That foolish woman, Su Juan, did she think she could escape his grasp by leaving the mansion?

Li An: "Yes, I have already given the orders."

Song Qianfan laughed disdainfully, "Without a carriage, I would like to see how she plans to move out."

From today, he would make her understand that opposing him, Song Qianfan, would lead to no good end.

Hearing this, Li An suddenly felt that the Young Master before him was somewhat pathetic. The Heir Consort had already left long ago, even without a carriage, she could leave easily, yet the Young Master was still here seething with anger.

Watching the paper in the incense burner burn to ash, Song Qianfan felt a surge of delight. Yu Ting was returning to the capital with his orders; little did anyone know, the fifty thousand soldiers in Yu Ting’s hands were his trump card.

He suddenly asked, "What about that woman now?"

Song Qianfan guessed that Su Juan was probably still moving things little by little. After all, with her stature, no one helping, and wanting to take things from the mansion, it was sheer arrogance.

Since she wanted to leave, she could leave, but she should not think of taking anything from the mansion with her.

Li An initially thought, now that the Young Master was finally in a good mood, there was no need to let him know about the Heir Consort. Otherwise, he might not even have an appetite today.

Who would have thought Song Qianfan would still ask.

Li An sighed inwardly and could only answer truthfully, "Replying to Young Master, the Heir Consort has already left."

Song Qianfan was slightly stunned, "Left?"

It was only the Hour of Chen (7-9 a.m.), and she had left?

Li An: "Yes, the Heir Consort took only two small boxes and has already left."

Song Qianfan frowned slightly, "Are you sure you saw it right, only two small boxes?"

"When she got married, didn’t the mansion give her a lot of silks and satins? Later, didn’t the Princess Consort purchase various precious jewelry and rare items for her?"

"She didn’t take anything?" These packed up would at least be several large boxes, wouldn’t they?

Song Qianfan didn’t believe it; this woman was always greedy.

Li An’s eyebrow twitched slightly, had the Young Master truly forgotten, those silks and satins initially given to the Heir Consort by the mansion, plus the jewelry the Princess Consort bought, were all gradually taken by him to be given to the Baihua Building’s Miss Xian Yun.

The Heir Consort had nothing left now.

Li An secretly felt sorry for Su Juan; how did it seem in the Young Master’s eyes that the Heir Consort had gained so many benefits?

"Replying to Young Master’s words, I saw clearly, there were only a few pieces of jewelry initially bestowed by the Empress in the boxes, and a fox fur coat, nothing else was taken by the Heir Consort."

After a moment’s pause, he could not help but add, "The Second Master originally intended to see the Heir Consort off, later Mr. Xie from Duke Ping Mansion, Miss Liu from the Mansion of the Minister of the Secretariat, Minister Mo from the Ministry of Revenue, and Lord Marquis Ping all came, but the Heir Consort left in a carriage of Su Mansion."

As he finished speaking, the table in the study was flipped over, the incense burner hit the ground, and ashes scattered everywhere!

Song Qianfan’s eyes were red with rage, how could this be...

Xie Xun, a person who disregarded everyone, Mo Youqian with his eccentric nature, associating with no one, though Marchioness Ping was close to his mother, Lord Marquis Ping never involved himself with the Prince Jing Mansion, keeping the relationship as clean as possible.

These people were not easy to associate with. When had Su Juan become so close to them!

Song Qianfan’s blood surged, "Get out!"

Li An and Li Ming immediately left the study, shortly afterward, sounds of things being smashed came from inside.

Li An felt inexplicably delighted.

Li Ming, however, kept a cold face, "You talked too much today."

Li An looked bewildered, "Huh? What are you saying?"

How did I talk too much? Whatever the Young Master asked, I answered. Isn’t that the usual way?

Li Ming remained silent, holding his sword and guarding the study door.

...

At this moment, outside the Prince Jing Mansion, carriage after carriage headed towards Su Mansion in another direction, creating a grand spectacle that drew the attention of countless onlookers.

This scene was almost as grand as a wedding procession.

When the carriages arrived at Su Mansion, a group of people disembarked together, drawing the attention of countless people on the street, and passing carriages lifted their curtains with curiosity to see what was happening.

Su Juan felt embarrassed, holding the box, she quickly walked into Su Mansion.

The people in Su Mansion were surprised, how could it be that the eldest daughter returned from divorce with no belongings, yet so many people arrived? Each dressed in wealthy or noble attire, were they here to collect debts?

In the tea room, under Madam Su’s instructions, the servants brought out pastries and fine tea, carefully attending to these unknown distinguished guests.

Watching the few people conversing with each other, Su Juan lamented, [Save my life, it would’ve been better to leave silently without anyone knowing, now with such a ruckus, who knows how the capital will gossip.]

Xie Xun fanned himself, took a sip of hot tea, and his eyes smiled slightly, How could they gossip?

[Originally, in a divorce, if there were some rumors, it would just be about discord between husband and wife. But now, with Xie Xun’s two carriages being so conspicuous, who in the capital wouldn’t recognize them as belonging to the Xie Mansion?]

Xie Xun: Can’t help it, my Xie family has money to spare.

[At this point, it’s likely that people are saying I have an affair with that gaudy Xie Xun, sneaking around behind everyone’s back.]

Xie Xun paused in his fanning, remained silent for a moment, then continued quietly drinking his tea.

Song Qianhang glanced at him, what good reputation could come from associating with this fellow?

Just now, he shouldn’t have let him come along.

[And then there’s Song Qianhang, stirring up trouble for no reason...]

Song Qianhang: "?"

[I’m already divorcing your brother, yet as the younger brother, you still cheerfully follow me here. People might gossip about Xie Xun, but if they gossip about you, wouldn’t they say the Princess Consort Jing is having an affair with her brother-in-law!?]

Song Qianhang suddenly choked on his tea and coughed violently; this was unacceptable to say out loud!

Minister Mo’s eyes widened: "?" This little Su is playing quite boldly, huh?

[Do I still want my reputation and face or not?]

Song Qianhang: "..."