Chapter 1257 - 45: Joyful Debts (Part 21)_2
Princess Yinchuan wanted to whip Su Yang, but as a dignified princess, she’d hardly ever touched a whip, and she was afraid she might not control her strength well.
But just letting Su Yang off like that was out of the question.
The people of the Marquis Mansion were not easily bullied.
Nor was she, the Princess of Beimo, easily bullied.
Princess Yinchuan whispered a few words to her maid.
The maid was stunned, "Princess...."
"Go on, hurry up," urged Princess Yinchuan.
What could the maid do?
As long as the princess didn’t whip the son of Marquis Dongxiang on his own turf, they were already satisfied.
As for the rest—
It was also necessary for the Prince Consort to learn that the princess was not to be messed with.
The maids brought a bundle of incense.
Princess Yinchuan lit them and placed them in the incense burner.
Su Yang, "...!!!"
Over a hundred sticks of incense were lit at once, and the smoke went straight into Su Yang’s nose.
The maids and older women of the Dongxiang Marquis Mansion were dumbfounded.
Never expected Princess Yinchuan to use such a method on the second young master.
The second young master feared not the whip, but this smoke was something he couldn’t resist.
Sure enough, in just a moment, Su Yang’s tears were smoked out.
Sneezes came one after another.
Princess Yinchuan felt entirely satisfied listening to this.
To offend this princess!
If I don’t teach you a lesson, you’ll really think this princess is as soft as a persimmon to be squeezed.
Su Yang endured for a while, but the smoke burned more and more fiercely, and he really couldn’t withstand it.
"I was wrong," pleaded Su Yang.
In response was Princess Yinchuan’s cold snort.
Su Yang’s eyes were smoked so much that he couldn’t open them.
He looked at Princess Yinchuan’s maids.
What could the maids do, the Prince Consort pleaded for help, they couldn’t pretend not to see, so they quickly urged Princess Yinchuan, "Princess, it’s been half a cup of tea’s time, we can’t smoke him anymore."
"Yes, the Prince Consort is good at archery, if his eyes get damaged from the smoke, the consequences will be too severe," the maid expressed concern.
"At that time, not just Marquis Dongxiang, even the Emperor would be angry."
The Emperor here referred to King Beimo.
King Beimo was extremely fond of this son-in-law Su Yang, otherwise, he wouldn’t have married his daughter so far away.
Princess Yinchuan didn’t care whether her father was angry or not.
Even if her father wasn’t angry, she was still angry!
But hearing the maids talk about damaging Su Yang’s eyes made her a bit uneasy, "Could it really damage the eyes?"
The four maids nodded in unison.
No matter if it’s true or not, nodding can’t be wrong.
Princess Yinchuan glared fiercely at Su Yang before turning to leave.
The maids heaved a sigh of relief, as soon as Princess Yinchuan left, they immediately moved the incense burner away.
Su Yang’s eyes were still uncomfortable and he couldn’t even rub them.
Seriously.
He’d rather take ten more lashes than be smoked like that.
When a woman gets angry, it’s really terrifying.
No wonder when his mother or sister-in-law got angry, his father and elder brother would instantly cower.
Would they survive otherwise?
The incident of Princess Yinchuan smoking Su Yang spread like wildfire throughout the Dongxiang Marquis Mansion.
On this matter, everyone had a unanimous opinion.
The new Second Young Mistress was quite something, everyone liked her a lot.
Marquis Dongxiang praised, "This method of handling people is not bad. We should buy more incense and keep it in the mansion for future needs."
Indeed.
There was no need for Marquis Dongxiang to give orders.
The servants were already on their way to buy incense.
"Release Yangyang and let him escort Princess Yinchuan to stay at the Palace for a night, then bring her back to the mansion tomorrow for the wedding ceremony," commanded Marquis Dongxiang.
Su Yang didn’t yet know that the wedding ceremony was tomorrow.
His face might not return to normal by the next day.
He didn’t want to walk through the streets in a wedding outfit with a face swollen like a bee-sting and become the talk of the town.
But, getting married sooner was something he looked forward to as well.
After being released, Su Yang grimaced and entered the room.
Princess Yinchuan was sitting on the bed sulking, mainly due to her own father and Imperial Sister.
The Eldest Brother was the best.
The one who loved her the most was the Eldest Brother.
If he were here, he wouldn’t have let anyone bully her like this.
Su Yang walked up, not yet having spoken, and Princess Yinchuan turned her face away, ignoring him.
Su Yang stepped closer, and Princess Yinchuan turned to the left.
Su Yang moved to the left side.
Princess Yinchuan was so angry that she simply sat cross-legged on the bed, turning her back on Su Yang.
The maids covered their mouths, suppressing their laughter.
Su Yang, "...."
How much did she dislike him?
He turned to look at the maids and waved his hand, "You all may leave."
The maids looked at Princess Yinchuan, as they took orders from the princess.
But since she had her back to them, they took it as her silent consent and respectfully withdrew.
"Close the door," Su Yang said.
The sound of the door creaking was heard as Su Yang removed the draping gauze from the copper hook, and Princess Yinchuan asked, "What are you doing?"
"Consummating the marriage," Su Yang replied confidently.
"...!!!"
Princess Yinchuan could no longer sit still and was about to get off the bed immediately.
This time, Su Yang blocked her, "You just turned your face inward, wasn’t that an invitation for me to get on the bed and talk with you?"