After Transmigration, I Snag a Stunning Bigwig as My Husband

Chapter 1125 - 1116: Freedom (Part 1)

Young Master Su didn’t even see clearly who he had collided with, and ran away like a gust of wind.The Ninth Prince and his group chased after.

Commandery Princess Fu Yun steadied herself, looked at them, and asked, "Why are they running so urgently, what’s going on?"

"We’re just going along to join the fun," replied the Ninth Prince.

Afraid they couldn’t keep up, they said nothing more and began to run.

The maid looked at Commandery Princess Fu Yun and asked, "Princess, are you okay?"

"I’m fine," Commandery Princess Fu Yun shook her head.

The maid was thankful that the Young Prince was sleeping; otherwise, if she had to carry him and got hit by Young Master Su, it would be quite a scenario.

No matter how urgent, one should watch the person and the road.

As Commandery Princess Fu Yun walked forward, she suddenly felt a sharp pain in her stomach, causing her to bend over.

Although Young Master Su was small, he was trained in martial arts, and that collision was quite forceful.

The maid quickly said, "You said you’re fine, but you must be hurt. Let me call a doctor."

"No need," Commandery Princess Fu Yun shook her head.

"I just need a moment to recover."

Commandery Princess Fu Yun was stubborn, and the maid had no choice but to let it go.

Fortunately, the pain passed after a short while. When Commandery Princess Fu Yun entered the house, she saw Mrs. Tang rubbing her temples.

Commandery Princess Fu Yun stepped forward and said, "I saw Yangyang running very fast on the way here. Did something happen?"

Mrs. Tang invited Commandery Princess Fu Yun to sit down and replied, "Marquis used Yangyang’s betrothal as collateral to the Kingdom of Beimo, and Yangyang overheard it."

Commandery Princess Fu Yun’s face was filled with shock.

Only then did Mrs. Tang realize that Commandery Princess Fu Yun didn’t know about this either.

It’s such an embarrassing matter that Mrs. Tang hadn’t told anyone, not even the Duchess of Chong.

Now that it couldn’t be concealed, Mrs. Tang explained everything.

Young Master Su ran out of the mansion like the wind, and the carriage hadn’t left yet. He instructed the driver to wait at the door, as he planned to make a trip to the Jibei Marquis Mansion.

Young Master Su climbed into the carriage and said, "Quick, head into the palace."

The driver didn’t know why he was in such a hurry, but since he was allowed to leave the mansion, it must have been permitted.

By the time the Ninth Prince and his group ran out, the carriage was already moving forward.

The three chased after.

"Stop first, we haven’t gotten on the carriage yet!"

The driver pulled on the reins to stop.

The Ninth Prince and his group ran to the side of the carriage and hurriedly climbed on.

Inside the carriage, Young Master Su crossed his arms, his eyes burning with fierce anger.

The Ninth Prince and his friends, having been with Young Master Su for so long, had never seen him like this before, proving he was truly angry this time.

The Ninth Prince tried to console him, "Haven’t you also used yourself as collateral before? You just need to ransom yourself back."

"How can it be the same?" Young Master Su’s chest heaved irregularly.

"..."

Isn’t a collateral all the same?

The Ninth Prince and his companions exchanged glances.

Upon reflection, perhaps there indeed was a difference.

Young Master Su used himself as collateral to buy the Ten Linked Rings.

Marquis Dongxiang used him as collateral in exchange for 100,000 taels of gold and 300,000 loads of grain and grass, requiring a marriage contract that, ten years later, would marry the princess.

No wonder Young Master Su suspected there was something fishy about Princess Beimo.

It seemed as though the King of Beimo was losing out.

Seeing Young Master Su so angry, urging the driver repeatedly, they refrained from asking further questions.

After all, since they were following along, they would soon find out what Young Master Su was going to do.

The carriage headed straight toward the Capital, but the more rushed they were, the more incidents occurred; halfway along, two carriages accidentally collided and started arguing.

Young Master Su was deeply uneasy.

Normally, he wouldn’t care about such trivial matters, not to mention arguing after a collision; even if a fight broke out, it wouldn’t concern him.

But now he urgently needed to enter the palace. Young Master Su lifted the carriage curtain and stood atop the shaft, calling out, "Can’t you fight on the side? I have something extremely urgent to do in the palace."

Upon hearing his shout, the fighters stopped.

Young Master Su was well known on this street, and many recognized him.

In the whole Capital City, it’s hard to find many noble family members as prestigious as Young Master Su. Aside from anything else, didn’t they see that the Ninth Prince was accompanying him?

With someone having such an urgent matter to enter the palace, how could they block the way?

Even the servant didn’t dare to argue and quickly climbed on a carriage, clearing a path.

Sitting back inside the carriage, the driver continued the journey.

The driver was curious about what was making their Young Master so anxious.

Young Master Su, sitting inside the carriage, felt like his angry heart was being fried in oil, smoking painfully.

Due to the familiar carriage, they weren’t stopped and entered the palace directly.

Once the carriage stopped, Young Master Su immediately ran toward the Imperial Study.

From afar, he saw those large boxes being carried into the palace.

These items were supposed to be sent directly to the National Treasury, with just an account book presented to the Emperor, but since the Emperor was in a good mood, he wanted to see Nanliang’s compensation personally.

Initiating provocation, losing territory, and not just that, even paying compensation.

The Emperor couldn’t contain his good mood.

The Emperor came out of the Imperial Study and saw people carrying large boxes.

But even more eye-catching was Young Master Su and the others sprinting energetically.

Eunuch Fu remarked, "Why are the Ninth Prince and his group running so urgently?"

What if they tripped and fell?

Young Master Su caught up with the large boxes without saying a word and directly jumped onto one.

The Emperor, "..."

Eunuch Fu, "..."

Don’t tell them Young Master Su ran so fast just to hitch a ride on the boxes?

With the boxes already so heavy, adding Young Master Su almost caused the guards to lose grip.

Young Master Su not only laid on them but also called to the Ninth Prince and his friends, "Quick, occupy the box."

The Ninth Prince and his friends dared not indulge Young Master Su’s antics; not only did they refrain, but they slowed down.

The guards carried the box and Young Master Su up to the Emperor.

The Emperor’s forehead was lined with frustration, "What’s going on here?"

Young Master Su looked at the Emperor, "Emperor, this is my sell-off money, I want to take it away."

The Emperor, "..."

Eunuch Fu, "..."

What sell-off money?

The general responsible for bringing the compensation back to the Capital quietly informed the Emperor.

The Emperor recalled Marquis Dongxiang’s borrowing grain from Beimo and using Young Master Su’s betrothal as collateral.

It was just collateral, how did it become sell-off money in his words?

Young Master Su didn’t care.

Anyway, among this large sum, a million taels were what he traded for.

He intended to take it away for his freedom.

Leaving it in his father’s hands was worrying enough, let alone keeping it with the Emperor.

Not that they showed much affection, but they were most ruthless in leeching him.

Young Master Su was feeling incredibly frustrated.

Seeing Young Master Su’s aggrieved expression, Eunuch Fu struggled to hold back laughter.

The Emperor was also amused.

It was his own father who was causing trouble, not the Emperor himself.

While he did feel sorry for him.

But feeling sorry aside, letting him take the money away was impossible.

Furthermore, having a princess from Beimo marry over wasn’t a bad thing for him either.

Young Master Su clung to the box, ready to not leave unless it was given to him.

The guards also struggled to keep their laughter in check.

Throughout the great Capital City, only Marquis Dongxiang’s son dared to act this way in front of the Emperor.