20demayo Chapter 1198: Extra - 25: Lovestruck Debts (Part 1)
Chapter 1198: Extra - 25: Lovestruck Debts (Part 1)
Mountain Master, "...."Young Master Su, "...."
Young Master Su was furious.
What do you mean by sneaking around to study?
Wasn’t it every time he got beaten, his dad would casually toss him a book to memorize?
All these years, how many books had been thrown at him?
And now they’re saying he secretly read them on his own?!
Was he really someone who would be so self-motivated?!
Marquis Dongxiang was left speechless by his own son, itching to smack him once again.
After sending off the Mountain Master of Yuelu Academy, Marquis Dongxiang went to the palace to find the Emperor and find a Grand Tutor for the four of them to teach.
Now, the four of them are gifted in both academics and martial arts, favored by the heavens, the elite amongst men.
Plus, with their noble status and reaching the age to marry, countless eyes were on them.
Of course.
Except for Su Yang.
His marriage had been pledged to Beimo by his father ten years ago, and they still hadn’t redeemed it.
Talking about this matter pierced Su Yang’s heart deeply.
Ten years, they said they would quickly redeem his engagement, yet still nothing!
Especially his parents, who used to be anxious before meeting Princess Beimo, but after meeting her, never hurried the Emperor to settle the debt again.
Su Yang thought that after stinging Princess Beimo and Prince Beimo, they would quickly send the letter of withdrawal.
But after all these years, still nothing...
Turns out it wasn’t harsh enough.
He shouldn’t have raised bees; he should have raised wasps instead.
After dozens of rounds, the three were all lying on the ground, holding onto each other, unable to move.
After a while, they let go and stood up.
Coming off the sparring stage, Su Yang took a few gulps of tea, feeling immensely refreshed.
Sweating all over, the four of them went for a medicinal bath and changed into brocade robes.
They looked handsome and elegant.
Shaking a jade fan as they walked forward, a beautiful figure in the distance approached, calling, "Brother Su Yang."
The girl was fifteen years old, her beauty even surpassing the peach blossoms by Sanshun Lake.
She was little Miss Shen Yue, who used to run after them years ago.
Now she had blossomed into a graceful young lady.
She approached, and Su Yang stretched out his hand, "Where’s my birthday gift?"
Shen Yue tapped his palm, "Who asks for gifts upon meeting?"
"What did you prepare for me?" Su Yang peeked behind her.
Shen Yue hid one hand behind her back.
Su Yang looked over, but Shen Yue wouldn’t let him.
Dodging left and right, eventually, her brother Shen Xing snatched the purse.
"Why only a purse?" Shen Xing laughed.
Shen Yue said, "I embroidered it myself."
"Is this really your handiwork?" Shen Xing couldn’t believe it.
Shen Yue glared at him angrily, "Last time, Brother Su Yang said no one gave him a purse, so I made him one."
Talking about this pained Su Yang.
The Ninth Prince and others laughed so hard their shoulders shook.
When the four of them walked out, they were even more eye-catching than Prince NanAn and his gang back then.
Among them, Su Yang was the leader.
Yet the three of them received many loving glances from noble young ladies, getting handkerchiefs and purses, twisted ankles, fallen into water situations...
Constantly creating opportunities for heroism and romance.
If the three of them didn’t reject any gifts and accepted all the purses and handkerchiefs, even a large box wouldn’t hold them.
Su Yang... not a single one.
The disparity was overwhelming.
The entire Capital City knew about his engagement with Princess Beimo, which noble young lady dared to contest with her?
No hope at all, naturally, no one would fight for it.
A few days ago, a noble young lady sent Su Yang a purse, which made him overjoyed.
Although he wouldn’t accept it, it meant his romantic prospects were blossoming.
But it turned out!
The purse was asked to be forwarded to the Ninth Prince.
Su Yang, "...."
Su Yang was furious.
Shen Yue knew about this, so she made a purse to give him.
Su Yang took the purse, looked it over, and then hung it at his waist.
The ill-stitched shoes made by sister-in-law Princess Fu Yun were Su Chong’s nightmare, and also Su Yang’s.
The purse made by his cousin, he was afraid if the stitching wasn’t tight, anything placed inside would fall out.
If things fell, no big deal, but if his embarrassment increased, that would be another layer peeled away.
The servant came to report that Su Jin had returned, and Su Yang took a step forward.
Shen Xing and Zhao Duan followed, with the Ninth Prince trailing a step behind.
He looked at Shen Yue and reached out, "Where’s mine?"
Shen Yue looked at him, "Your what?"
"The purse," the Ninth Prince said.
"A few days ago, it was my birthday, didn’t you think you should make it up to me?"
Shen Yue’s ears turned a little red as she turned around to leave.
The Ninth Prince casually took a jade hairpin from her head.
Shen Yue glared at him angrily, "Give it back to me!"