Chapter 1273 - 50: Lovesick Debt (Part 26) 3
Su Yang’s decisive nature meant that in no time, the backyard of the mansion had almost been dismantled.
Su Yang wanted to tear down the yard, and neither Marquis Dongxiang nor Mrs. Tang objected. The Dongxiang Marquis Mansion had few descendants, and there were many places that they didn’t even visit once a year.
Tearing it down wouldn’t impact them much.
But Princess Yinchuan felt uneasy in her heart; she had just married in, and now they were dismantling the yard.
Princess Yinchuan went straight back to her room, and Su Yang took a look at the backyard and returned to say, "It’s mostly dismantled. What do you want the backyard to look like?"
"Just make it similar to the rear yard of Agarwood Pavilion at Prince Zhenbei Mansion," Princess Yinchuan said.
"No additions?" Su Yang asked.
Princess Yinchuan shook her head, "That’s good enough."
Su Yang had no objections.
On the contrary, he took issue with how when he had just entered the room, Princess Yinchuan quickly stuffed a piece of paper into her bosom, afraid he’d see her little action.
And it was quite large.
Wasn’t it just a divorce letter?
He had already said it didn’t count, so why was she keeping it close to her?
If he didn’t get it back soon, it would be like a sword hanging over his head.
The maid was quite perceptive; knowing that her princess and Prince Consort were newlyweds, she quietly retreated from the room so as not to be in the way.
The maids quietly backed away after paying respects.
Su Yang, having nothing better to do, teased Princess Yinchuan, and pulled that piece of paper out from her bosom.
Princess Yinchuan was unguarded and completely unaware.
Su Yang, feeling triumphant, returned to the study, intending to destroy the evidence, but upon opening it, he found it was a prescription.
He stole the wrong thing.
Su Yang decided to quietly put it back, but while folding it he accidentally glanced at it and saw that he was part of the prescription.
Su Yang, "...."
His ears turned slightly red.
After resting for a while, he folded the prescription properly, planning to return it to Princess Yinchuan just as he had taken it.
But he didn’t know that Princess Yinchuan was frantic looking for the prescription.
That prescription couldn’t be lost.
If it were lost, her reputation would be utterly tarnished.
Princess Yinchuan was anxious to find the prescription but was too embarrassed to ask the maid for help. She hadn’t been anywhere, so how could it just disappear?
She thought of Su Yang but didn’t dare to ask, lest it be even more humiliating.
When Su Yang returned the prescription to her, Princess Yinchuan knew full well but pretended not to, until Su Yang finally exposed her.
"I saw the prescription," Su Yang said.
"...!!!"
Since he saw it, couldn’t he pretend he hadn’t?!
Su Yang leaned in and whispered a few words in her ear, making Princess Yinchuan blush and her neck turn red.
"Who wants to consummate the marriage with you!" Princess Yinchuan said through gritted teeth.
"If you don’t consummate the marriage with me, then who?" Su Yang asked.
"...."
Princess Yinchuan pouted her cheeks, "I’ll wait, wait until my face is treated before...."
"Consummation has nothing to do with your face," Su Yang said.
Princess Yinchuan looked up and glared at him.
Su Yang knew she was thin-skinned; he wasn’t one to force a lady, and this matter had to be mutually agreed upon.
Su Yang agreed.
He was so accommodating that Princess Yinchuan felt a bit dazed, as if she was dreaming.
However, while Su Yang agreed to wait until her face was treated to consummate, he didn’t agree to sleep separately. Having retreated once, she could only accept the compromise.
Princess Yinchuan underestimated the danger of sharing the same bed.
Su Yang was not a gentleman.
After a bit of tumbling, somehow they ended up consummating the marriage.
It had been less than two hours since Su Yang made his promise.
Su Yang, "...."
Princess Yinchuan, "...."
Both reflected for a moment, perhaps it was the enchanting moonlight.
Although they couldn’t see the moonlight from inside the room.
The next day, both slept in late, and the maids didn’t rush them to get up.
Mrs. Tang wouldn’t require Princess Yinchuan to perform morning and evening greetings; they were fine either way.
They only got up when the sun was high, just as the Beimo envoy came to bid farewell to Princess Yinchuan and head back to Beimo.
They had stayed in Daqi for too long and couldn’t delay any further.
Princess Yinchuan was reluctant to say goodbye, even though she wasn’t familiar with these Beimo envoys.
But having a few Beimo ministers in Daqi made her feel differently.
Once they all returned, only a few maids would be left to accompany her.
Marquis Dongxiang looked at the Beimo envoy and said, "If it’s not urgent, why not stay a few more days in Daqi?"
The Beimo envoy was surprised that Marquis Dongxiang extended an invitation, which left them a bit bewildered, "Does the Marquis have any orders?"
Marquis Dongxiang glanced at Princess Yinchuan and said, "I plan to have Yangyang escort Princess Yinchuan to pay a visit home."
"Traveling together ensures someone is looking out for her."
Beimo envoy, "...."
Returning home?
It’s normal for a married daughter to visit home.
But Daqi is too far from Beimo, they hesitated to even propose such a request, yet Marquis Dongxiang suggested it on his own?
Why is that?
The Beimo envoy was full of doubts, and Mrs. Tang smiled and said, "The distance between Daqi and Beimo is too far, and Princess Yinchuan isn’t pregnant yet, so it’s fine to go back now. Once she’s pregnant and has children, going back won’t be as convenient."
The Beimo envoy nodded repeatedly, "The Marquis and Madam truly have thought things through."
The princess and Prince Consort going back to Beimo would certainly delight the Emperor and Empress.
Princess Yinchuan was indeed pleased; after consummation, she hadn’t thought she could return to Beimo to see her father and mother again.
"So when will the journey begin?" the Beimo envoy asked.
Marquis Dongxiang and Mrs. Tang exchanged a glance.
Perhaps they could tolerate their son for three more days without reprimanding him.
"We’ll set off in three days," Marquis Dongxiang decided.