The Beimo Eldest Prince came to the Zhao Family to express his gratitude, bringing only one guard with him.
So as not to attract too much attention, the others stayed in the town or continued onward.
Zhao Xu came in disguise and also brought four or five men in black.
How could the Beimo Eldest Prince and his guard stand up to them?
They were beaten and left lying on the ground, unable to get up.
Zhao Xu vented his anger, rode away triumphantly.
Guard, "…"
Beimo Eldest Prince, "…"
Poor Beimo Eldest Prince, who believed that his Imperial Sister could embroider such a purse, Zhao Xu even helped vouch for it.
With expectations set so low, he saw no reason not to recognize his brother-in-law.
He gave the purse his Imperial Sister made for him to Zhao Xu, which was as good as acknowledging him.
And then—
Zhao Xu brought this upon himself.
Beimo Eldest Prince took two kicks to the chest, making it hard for him to catch his breath.
The guard suffered even more.
