The Princess Jing Mountain might as well beat her chest.

But given how large her chest was, she chose to hit exactly where Zhao Xu had kicked.

Prince Beimo almost felt like he was going to die.

Prince Beimo coughed several times and said, "You can’t hit anymore."

Only then did Princess Jing Mountain realize and quickly withdrew her small fists.

Prince Beimo looked at Princess Jing Mountain and said, "Did you ask Young Master Zhao to find an assassin?"

Princess Jing Mountain looked at Zhao Xu.

Prince Beimo also looked at him.

Zhao Xu, "... ."

Could they stop looking at him?

He felt incredibly guilty inside, unable to speak.

Even though he had disguised himself.

But it was still easy to guess it was him.

Fortunately, at that moment, Prime Minister Zhao walked in.

Others might not know, but he knew Prince Beimo’s identity. He was attacked just after leaving the Zhao Family, making Prime Minister Zhao truly break into a cold sweat for Prince Beimo.

But upon entering the room and seeing Zhao Xu’s expression, Prime Minister Zhao was momentarily dazed—could it be that... Xuxu was the one who attacked Prince Beimo?

After beating Prince Beimo like that, did he still want to marry Princess Beimo?!

Zhao Xu felt like dying.

If he knew Prince Beimo was Princess Jing Mountain’s biological brother, the same father and mother, would he have beaten him?

He would have been eager to curry favor, fearing he wouldn’t be able to do enough!

But now he had beaten him, he could only think of ways to make amends.

Zhao Xu hadn’t yet come up with a way to make amends when Prince Beimo got up to say goodbye.

Prime Minister Zhao tried to stop him, "You’re hurt like this, better stay and recover for a few more days?"

"No, the Zhao Family area isn’t safe, I’m afraid the longer I recover the worse it will be," Prince Beimo said while clutching his chest.

"... ."

Prime Minister Zhao turned around and glared at Zhao Xu.

Zhao Xu didn’t say a word.

Princess Jing Mountain looked at Prince Beimo and said, "Are you really leaving, not staying to recover?"

"The Zhao Family is still very safe."

Prince Beimo’s chest hurt.

His naive Imperial Sister still didn’t know who beat him.

"I’ve already informed the Hidden Guard to regroup ahead; if I don’t go, they might worry," Prince Beimo said.

Moreover, staying at the Zhao Family had delayed him for several days; he couldn’t continue procrastinating.

Prince Beimo touched the injury on his face, looked at Zhao Xu, and said, "Young Master Zhao, could you lend me a mask to cover the injury on my face?"

Zhao Xu, "... ."

Seriously.

When Prince Beimo called out to him, his heart trembled.

Zhao Xu asked his guard to bring the mask.

The guard wasn’t much better; before, they had hit him with such zeal, not knowing if they had snapped the line for Young Master Zhao.

The guard brought the mask over, and when Prince Beimo accepted it, he added, "This guard looks very familiar."

Guard, "... ."

Prince Beimo, feeling unhappy, would intimidate whoever he encountered.

Princess Jing Mountain helped him out the door; Prince Beimo mounted his horse and said, "I’ll finish my business as quickly as possible to come and get you."

Princess Jing Mountain reminded him to be careful on the road.

She also asked Zhao Xu to send people to escort her brother.

Prince Beimo refused.

He rode on horseback, glanced down at Zhao Xu condescendingly, shifted his gaze, and left on horseback.

After moving a bit further, the guard finally asked, "Prince, why aren’t we staying at the Zhao Family to recover?"

If he didn’t stay at the Zhao Family, wasn’t he just trying to recover while also troubling Young Master Zhao?

Anyway, since the Princess is safe, even going to the Capital doesn’t guarantee complete safety; there’s no need to rush.

Prince Beimo massaged his chest and said, "Why stay at the Zhao Family?"

"In my Imperial Sister’s presence, I can’t really bother him."

"Once I leave, Young Master Zhao will be troubled day and night due to offending me, his future brother-in-law—unable to eat or sleep peacefully... ."

He returned just to reveal himself as my Imperial Sister’s true brother.

To let him know he didn’t beat up a childhood friend and cousin, but my actual brother, the future brother-in-law, that’s all.

The guard thought for a bit and said, "Prince, that’s a clever move."

Without saying anything, letting Young Master Zhao fall into fear and self-blame was much more effective than directly reprimanding him.

As for everything the Prince said, Zhao Xu completely fell for it.

Moreover, the Hidden Guard, seeing Prince Beimo injured worse than before and not staying to recover, speculated, "Is Miss Zhao’s brother truly going to break them up?"

Another few Hidden Guards said, "Young Master Zhao beat his future brother-in-law so severely, this engagement is really on shaky ground."

"Leaving so quickly, not even giving Young Master Zhao a chance to make amends."

"Sigh... ."

Some Hidden Guards felt the situation might not have reached the worst point yet.

After all, Prince Beimo didn’t directly take Princess Jing Mountain with him.

This might be because having her by his side wasn’t safe, especially since Princess Jing Mountain was kidnapped first and only saved by Young Master Zhao.

But beating up Princess Jing Mountain’s cousin and still wanting to marry her—anyone could guess it wouldn’t be easy.

And Miss Zhao too, when her real brother was involved, why say he was a cousin?

This put Young Master Zhao into a pickle, soaking for days in a vinegar jar, not to mention digging a hole and burying himself.

They were all stuck in the pit with Young Master Zhao, like the heavens turned dark and the sun and moon lost their light.

Watching Princess Jing Mountain urge Zhao Xu to send people to catch the assassin to avenge her brother.

Hidden Guard, "... ."

Truly unimaginable the agony inside Young Master Zhao at this moment.

Saying he’s fried in an oil pot wouldn’t be an exaggeration?

Such a huge mistake, even offering apologies might not settle it.

Over here, Prince Beimo wore a mask while rushing to Nanliang Capital City.

Meanwhile, Dong Chenglang, the Heir of Marquis Changning, having asked Xie Jingchen to help write secret letters to sabotage himself, finally saw the results—

He successfully sabotaged himself.

Hmm.

And not just himself but also took down his father and uncle in the process.

In Nanliang, the struggle for military power between General Shi and Duke Huguo was long known among all the civil and military officials.

Dong Chenglang, being General Shi’s nephew, sent by Duke Huguo to steal antidotes from the Daqi Camp, having General Shi’s nephew do such a dangerous task, makes it hard for anyone to believe Duke Huguo harbors no ill intent.

Dong Chenglang, serving public revenge, leaving behind only one antidote, aimed to sow discord between Duke Huguo and his followers; this wasn’t surprising.

After all, helping the enemy equals sabotaging oneself.

Everyone has selfish interests, both Duke Huguo and Dong Chenglang.

But his selfishness led to Nanliang losing a hundred thousand taels of silver, greatly diminishing Duke Huguo’s prestige.

Such behavior of ignoring the bigger picture for personal vendetta, Emperor of Nanliang will never allow!

So, he reprimanded Marquis Changning harshly in court until he doubted life itself, then sent people to the military camp to severely punish Dong Chenglang, and scolded General Shi for indulging and covering up for Dong Chenglang.

Previously wronged General Shi, he hadn’t yet cleared that grievance.

And now falsely accused his nephew too, even wanted to whip him with thirty lashes?!

As Dong Chenglang wanted, General Shi and Duke Huguo clashed.