Huh? The Tyrant Cries After My Inner Thoughts Were Exposed!-Chapter 17: You Dare Threaten This Princely Heir

Chapter 17: Chapter 17: You Dare Threaten This Princely Heir

Su Juan had just returned to the Prince Jing Mansion when a reward from the Empress in the palace was delivered.

Dongdong exclaimed, "Master, the Empress is so generous!"

There were fabrics and jewels alike, and no one in the Capital City had ever received such a reward from the Empress!

Looking at these superb items in front of her, Su Juan said, "Dongdong, send two pieces of silk to the Princess Consort, and put the rest away."

"Huh?" Dongdong was confused, "Master, such good things, you’re going to put them all away without keeping one or two for everyday use?"

Although the Prince Mansion was not lacking in silks and jewelry, because the Young Master was dissatisfied with the Heir Consort, everyone in the mansion was opportunistic, and the things sent to the Heir Consort were all deducted.

Su Juan fiddled with the jade pendant she took out from her bosom, "If we don’t put them away, and the Young Master sees them, isn’t it the same as not being able to keep any of them?"

Putting them away, at least if she really wants to enjoy life in the future, she’ll have something to fall back on.

Dongdong pouted, "How can the Young Master treat the master like this!"

No one believed that the Young Master was unaware of the deductions made by the housekeepers.

The master had a good temper and didn’t mind these affairs in the mansion. But the Young Master was really too much; a couple of days ago, the Princess Consort sent a box of newly made jewelry, all of which were the latest styles in the Capital City.

The Young Master saw them and took the whole box, and who knows into which little enchantress’s hands they ended up, the master didn’t want to cause domestic unrest, and didn’t let them tell the Princess Consort.

Su Juan rubbed the patterns on the jade token with her thumb and suddenly thought of something. She immediately got up, "Dongdong, I’m feeling a bit tired and want to rest for a while, don’t let anyone come in and disturb me."

"Don’t worry, Master, I’ll be right here guarding the door."

After Su Juan went inside, Dongdong led others to store all the rewards in the storeroom.

Inside, Su Juan took out the jade pendant that Lin Xizhi had returned to her from the dressing box.

This jade pendant was the only thing left by her mother, Su Juan had always kept it with her, initially curious as to why this jade pendant was only half. Could it be a token of love?

But even the other half was not in the hands of Old Master Su.

It was just this half jade pendant; even the patterns were unclear. It was just precious jade, worth some money.

Su Juan placed the half jade pendant and the jade token given by the Empress together, compared them carefully, and suddenly discovered that the patterns on the jade pendant actually matched the jade token!?

She was shocked and clenched the items in her hand. This was not the usual pattern used by the imperial family; maybe it was unique to the Empress.

But her mother was just a commoner; how could she be related to the Empress in the deep palace?

A question grew larger in Su Juan’s mind. She suddenly remembered that from childhood until now, she had never heard of her mother’s family.

Perhaps it was time to go to the Su Family.

At this time, Song Qianfan’s voice came from outside. He was probably blocked by Dongdong outside, and his temper as the Young Master was uncontrollable.

Su Juan put away the two pieces of jade, got up, and went out, only to see Dongdong being pressed to the ground by Song Qianfan’s guards, and Song Qianfan said harshly, "Bold maid, Li Ming! Tear out her tongue for me!"

Dongdong’s face turned pale, desperately begging for mercy, "Young Master, I know I was wrong! Please don’t tear out my tongue! I won’t dare again!"

Li Ming, the guard beside her, seized Dongdong’s cheeks, Dongdong cried in fear, her tearful eyes falling into Li Ming’s eyes, yet there was no trace of pity.

Su Juan, who had just walked out, heard these words and frowned at the scene before her, "Young Master, what did Dongdong do to warrant such punishment?"

Song Qianfan showed displeasure, "A mere maid dares to block the master’s door. Does the Heir Consort think I shouldn’t punish her?"

A small maid dared to block his way; indeed, her people around Su Juan were all so unruly.

Su Juan remained silent, "If the Young Master wants to punish Dongdong, I can’t stop it. But Your Majesty cherishes his subjects like children and dislikes the atmosphere of private punishment and bullying in the mansion. If things spread and reach Your Majesty’s ears..."

"Punishing a maid is a small matter; I’m just afraid rumors outside might affect your reputation."

Song Qianfan squinted, "Are you threatening me?"

Su Juan’s voice was timid, "I wouldn’t dare, just worried about the Young Master."

[The Old Emperor most detests those who abuse their status to impose private penalties and punish servants indiscriminately. If the Emperor learns of this, how do you expect to vie for the position of the Crown Prince?]

Song Qianfan’s face turned somber; Su Juan’s words were quite reasonable, and he indeed should be more cautious.

Moreover, Su Juan had been frequently entering the palace lately. If he really tore out this maid’s tongue today and she held grudges, conveying words to people in the palace, it would be greatly disadvantageous to him.

[Just blocking your door, and you want to tear out her tongue. If you’re so brutal now, no wonder you’ll be scolded as a tyrant by courtiers and people after you ascend the throne...]

[All your dirty deeds should be exposed, and you’ll have nothing left to fight for!]

[In the Capital City, among so many imperial family members, which one isn’t better than Song Qianfan? How could the Emperor marry such a good Empress, yet blind his eyes to choose such a poor godson?]

Tyrant?

Imperial family members?

Song Qianfan sneered; apparently, this Heir Consort didn’t regard him as a good husband at all.

In the future, after ascending the throne, he would make sure Su Juan watched carefully, to see how he, Song Qianfan, would govern Da Jin into a prosperous and flourishing scenario!

[The Old Emperor must have cured his eye disease later and wanted to change the Crown Prince. He should invite a divine doctor to thoroughly examine his eye disease.]

Song Qianfan sneered in his heart, even if His Majesty truly had an eye disease, with him, Song Qianfan, here, he wouldn’t even dream of curing it in this lifetime.

Su Juan watched Li Ming cautiously, preventing him from truly tearing out Dongdong’s tongue.

With Song Qianfan’s covetous desire for the position of Crown Prince, after hearing such words, no matter how angry he was, he wouldn’t dare to really tear out Dongdong’s tongue at this time.

"For now, I’ll spare this maid’s tongue, and the Heir Consort should teach her well. If such an incident happens again, even the Empress can’t save her!"

Song Qianfan’s gaze was mocking, "Heir Consort, don’t think I don’t know what’s in your heart. Even if you curry favor with the Empress, you won’t gain any benefit."

The Empress, while being the master of the harem, didn’t manage the harem affairs, which were handled by the imperial concubine. Thus, getting close to the Empress was less beneficial than being favored by Su Meiren.

Su Juan didn’t want to hear Song Qianfan’s sarcastic remarks. She was too clear that in Song Qianfan’s eyes, the benefits to be gained from the Empress were not as much as those from other slightly favored concubines.

Song Qianfan always had such a shortsighted framework.

The Empress was, after all, the Empress; being able to stabilize her position as the master of the harem from a concubine, she carried significant weight in the Emperor’s heart. Though she currently neither contested nor vied for power, if she were to speak, even ten favored Su Meirens wouldn’t be worth mentioning.

Su Juan collected her thoughts, "I wonder what urgent matter brings the Young Master here today?"

"There are some matters." With that, Song Qianfan flicked his sleeves, strode into Su Juan’s room, sat down, and looked coldly at Su Juan.

"I heard you met Cousin Jingwen in the palace today?"