"All right, then let's make it the greatest mountain villa in the world."
The certain prince who was slowly turning into a doting husband naturally did whatever his Princess Consort said.
When they reached the dungeon, Su Qiao saw Ye Beiyao's disheveled state and suddenly remembered that Su Yue was locked up nearby and was still alive.
She had initially wanted to take a look, but after thinking it over, decided it would be boring.
Upon seeing the two of them, Ye Beiyao said nothing. He merely stared stubbornly at Ye Jinghua.
Su Qiao took one look at him and burst out laughing.
"Oh my, you still seem rather unconvinced?"
After spending several days in the dungeon, Ye Beiyao had lost some of his fear and gained a little more composure.
"Victory makes a king, defeat makes a villain. There's nothing for me, Ye Beiyao, to be dissatisfied about."
Su Qiao crouched by the door and watched him with great interest. "Ye Beiyao, did you know?
"The worst decision you ever made was trying to use me to harm him while holding back the Imperial Decree granting our marriage."
"Originally, my Jinghua really did consider pulling you down and becoming the emperor himself. But after meeting me, he decided he didn't want to be an emperor anymore—a position that exhausted you while earning you no gratitude."
"But who would've thought you'd insist on stopping him from marrying me? You refused to issue the Imperial Decree, then framed us and tried to fabricate some rebellion and treason. Aren't you just digging your own grave?"
"Impossible!"
Ye Beiyao did not believe her in the slightest.
"That Ye Jinghua is an ambitious wolf who has always coveted the throne. There's no way he would give up such immense power for a mere woman