As they talked, the implication became clearer, and Wang said directly that Su Wenyuan was the one who did it.
"Su Wenyuan is an ingrate. Don't even think about getting anything from her. If she dares to target me today, she'll target you tomorrow. You caused Yu Qingzhu to become a concubine. Do you really think she won't hold a grudge?"
“These past few days, you’ve been arguing with me non-stop because of her. Do you regret marrying me? It’s too late to regret it now! In the first half of your life, you relied on Marquis Anle to rise to the top. In the second half of your life, the only people you can rely on are Lin’er and Xian’er.”
Wang was unaware that Su Xian had borrowed a considerable sum of money at the gambling den.
The man took the things that Su Xian had mortgaged and entered the Prince Chen's residence through the back door.
Su Wenyuan met with him in person and gave him a few words of advice.
"Don't be too greedy. Borrow more and then compound the interest. If all the money you owe turns into interest, you'll ruin my plans. You won't be shortchanged on the money, but don't let him get away. If he reforms, I won't let you off the hook."
The man said with a relaxed expression, "Don't worry, he can't change. He's had a gambling addiction for years, and even his own parents can't control him. How could I possibly have that ability?"
“I didn’t dare to lend too much before because I was afraid he wouldn’t pay it back. Now that the capital is yours, isn’t it easy to lend it out? You can lend out even a little bit at a time.”
Su Wenyuan nodded and said, "You specialize in this, so I can rest assured."
This man made a living by lending money at exorbitant interest rates for many years, and he had a group of thugs and hooligans under his command.
In the capital, he had many connections, but he didn't focus on relying on any particular high-ranking official.
When Su Wenyuan asked him for help, she hesitated for a long time, afraid of getting herself into trouble.
Ye Shan told her that Sheng Jingyu had also used this person before. He was very reliable, and if you paid enough money, he could do things for you, but you couldn't go too far.
Su Wenyuan's request was simple: to make him feed Su Xian's appetite.
Su Xian was addicted to gambling, but he didn't gamble too much. If he ran out of money, he would borrow it, and if he couldn't borrow any more, he would have to stop.
Now that someone is willing to lend him money, he will throw more and more silver onto the gambling table.
In the early stages, he and Wang Shi could fill the gaps; in the later stages, it would depend on how much wealth Su Yuan had.
On the day of the banquet, Sheng Jingyu and Su Wenyuan arrived late, but almost everyone was there, including Princess Heyi and the envoy from Qikong Kingdom.
But the most captivating character is still the Crown Prince who gets beaten up.
Jin Kouhe's facial injuries hadn't fully healed yet, but he insisted on sitting in the most conspicuous spot, adorned with gold and silver, like a landlord's foolish son.
His hostile gaze swept across the room, as if everyone was his enemy.
Having finally waited for the two of them, he angrily snorted and, unable to bear it for even a moment longer, walked straight toward them.
Princess Heyi quickly followed, fearing that Jinkouhe would suffer a loss.
After being beaten once, they wouldn't let it go and kept urging the envoy to come and demand an explanation.
If anything else goes wrong, he'll have to rush back to Qikong Kingdom and ask the old prince for help.
"Princess Consort Chen is dressed quite beautifully. I'm afraid Prince Chen doesn't know this yet, does he? Your princess consort is a beauty that surpasses all others. Your splendid attire shows how much you value this prince."
He was subtly praising Su Wenyuan for her beautiful attire, making it seem as if Su Wenyuan cared about him.
They even mocked Sheng Jingyu for being blind; Jin Kouhe really hasn't learned a single lesson.
Su Wenyuan helped Sheng Jingyu up and walked past him, saying, "A beauty like her doesn't need to dress up. I've seen wild dogs fighting in the same outfit."
Even the stray dogs in Jinkouhe are less attractive than the river itself.
"Su Wenyuan, are you crazy?" Princess Heyi frowned and scolded angrily.
He was so aggressive right from the start, refusing to give an inch.
Su Wenyuan sneered, "It's just casual conversation, how did it turn into a madness? If Princess Heyi has the energy to argue with me, she should leash her own dog instead. Biting people indiscriminately is impolite."
From the moment Sheng Jingyu and Su Wenyuan appeared here, they attracted the attention of most people.
Even though Sheng Jingyu denied everything, the fact that Prince Jin was beaten did not change the fact that everyone was speculating about the truth.
The majority of the suspicions are that Sheng Jingyu was responsible.
Only a small minority felt that Sheng Jingyu didn't need to beat the Crown Prince of Qikong so badly just because of a single sentence, and that there must be someone else involved.
A large portion of the population, with the intention of watching a spectacle, began paying attention to them early on.
When they heard Su Wenyuan's veiled criticism of the young master Jin as being worse than a stray dog, they all gasped in shock.
Then came the open mockery, calling the Crown Prince a dog.
"Do you really think I, the young master, have no temper? That I wouldn't dare to hit you, my princess consort?" Jin Kouhe was furious and embarrassed, and strode forward with a face full of anger.
Sheng Jingyu pulled Su Wenyuan behind her and grabbed his arm before Jin Kouhe could throw a punch.
With a flick of his wrist, Jin Kouhe cried out in pain, his body twisting in the direction Sheng Jingyu's wrist had turned, looking utterly disheveled.
Su Wenyuan suddenly appeared from behind and kicked him in the butt.
Sheng Jingyu originally intended to let go directly, but seeing Su Wenyuan make a move, he was afraid that Jin Kouhe would attack Su Wenyuan if he let go, so he hesitated and even added a little more force.
"Ouch... Ouch... Let go... Don't kick me..."
Su Wenyuan kicked him several times, but no one stepped forward to stop her.
The guards reacted the fastest. When they saw that it was Sheng Jingyu hitting someone, they didn't dare to go forward and pretended not to see anything and left.
Princess Heyi was stunned, still wondering what had happened.
Others had similar reactions.
Is this in the palace? Or at a banquet to welcome the envoys from the Qikong Kingdom?
Prince Chen and his wife committed violence in front of everyone!
"Let go!! Is this how Ankawa treats its guests? What are you doing? Let go!" A man rushed forward in a panic, still questioning him repeatedly.
He was that troublesome envoy from Qikong Kingdom.
If he weren't so outstanding and eloquent, the Emperor wouldn't have bothered to invite Sheng Jingyu over.
Su Wenyuan felt she had made enough noise, so she stopped and said breathlessly, "I'm exhausted. I used so much force, and he barely made a sound."
Upon hearing this, Sheng Jingyu immediately kicked him and released his grip, sending a large chunk of flesh flying.
As soon as the envoy arrived in front of the two, he saw that Crown Prince Kim had flown away, so he ran after him.
“Princess Heyi, did you see that? This is what you call crazy, isn’t it fun?” Su Wenyuan asked with a smile.
It's no big deal to curse someone, and it's not honorable to hit someone in secret. It's only interesting to hit someone in front of everyone.
Princess Heyi's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets. She looked around and found that everyone seemed quite surprised.
This shows that it's not her who has a problem; everyone else is normal. It's these two people in front of her who are crazy.
After the Crown Prince was kicked away, he lay there unable to get up, and the envoy began to call for the imperial physician.
Amid the chaos, Su Wenyuan asked in a low voice, "Didn't we agree not to fight?"
Sheng Jingyu replied helplessly, "He started it first, so I just wanted to stop him! And you also made a move."
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