Mrs. Tang was so angry she wanted to get up and grab the feather duster.
Even if it was about helping Princess Yin Chuan eat less, that was still a matter for their little couple. In their courtyard, they could turn a blind eye and pretend not to know.
But this wretch actually pinned the blame on them.
A newlywed wife, and a princess at that, not being allowed to eat enough—wouldn't that make people laugh their heads off?
As soon as Mrs. Tang got up, Marquis Dongxiang pressed her back down.
Mrs. Tang looked at Marquis Dongxiang, who had already commanded, "Drag him down."
Su Yang, "...!!!"
As soon as Marquis Dongxiang spoke, two servants came in and carried Su Yang from his chair.
Su Yang dare not resist.
Although he was skilled in martial arts, he couldn't fight against six, seven, eight, or even ten pairs of hands.
The more he resisted, the worse the beating he would get.
