Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
When Chu Yihan brought her back five years ago, he secured a Princessâs Manor for her and told her that if her life was ever in danger, she could seek him out at the Ninth Princeâs Mansion.
Little did he expect that when they reunited five years later, she would be in such a state.
Chu Yihanâs tone remained calm and unruffled, devoid of any sentiment. There was no trace of empathy or regret.
However, Lianâer felt wronged on behalf of Sheng Ping. She knelt before Chu Yihan, tears streaming down her face as she pleaded, âYour Highness, please pardon me. The princess has endured so much suffering over these five years. She said that unless her life is at stake, she must not disturb Your Highness. Even tonight, she forbade me from seeking Your Highnessâs help. But Iâm truly terrified that the princess wonât surviveâ¦â
Princess Sheng Ping was a rare beauty, her eyes shimmering like glass, exuding an enchanting allure.
When ordinary men saw her like this or listened to Lianâerâs words, they would feel their hearts ache and be moved. However, Chu Yihan merely responded with a casual âHmm.â
She was not curious about what happened to Sheng Ping, nor did she feel any pity for her.
Su Yingxue suddenly felt that this man was too cold-blooded.
After all, she was a beauty he had brought back from conquering the country. Didnât he feel sorry for her?
Chu Yihan turned his head around, and as if he had seen through her thoughts, he said coldly, âThose unrelated to me wonât elicit my sympathy.â
His words were truly cutting.
Inside the bedroom, Sheng Ping, her eyes blurred with tears, heard Chu Yihanâs words, and her last emotional defense crumbled.
Su Yingxue and Chu Yihan had stood vigil over Sheng Ping throughout the night. When she awoke the next morning, Su Yingxue prepared another dose of medicine for her to take before departing.
âDr. Su, please wait.â
Sheng Ping sat on the bed. The pain was unbearable, but she still insisted on bowing to Su Yingxue. âDr. Su, Iâm deeply indebted to you for saving my life. Thank you.â
As a woman, Su Yingxue naturally felt sorry for her.
She helped Sheng Ping to sit up, and spoke gently, â1 donât like to meddle in other peopleâs business. But as your doctor, I hope that you can take good care of your body. Given your current situation⦠bearing children might not be advisable. Please, in the future, prioritize your well-being.â
A touch of melancholy flickered across Sheng Pingâs delicate face. âThank you, Dr. Su. As for the future⦠Let it be.â
âLet it be?â This was the first time Su Yingxue had heard a woman speak with such despair.
What could have possibly transpired to lead this young girl to utter such words?
Lianâer had been serving Sheng Ping since she was young. Seeing her like this, she cried heartbroken. âPrincess, when will these days end? If no one protects you, in the futureâ¦Youâre going to be tortured to death by those people!â
She knelt before Chu Yihan, crying desperately. âYour Highness, please have mercy. Take the princess as your wife, offer her your protection! Princess is too pitiful!â
âLianâer, donât spout nonsense! Come back!â
Sheng Ping was always strong in front of Su Yingxue, but when Lianâer cried and begged Chu Yihan, she panicked. The fragility in her eyes broke down in an instant, and her tears kept falling.
Chu Yihanâs brows furrowed, his deep, cold eyes exuding an unrelenting demeanor. âI will not marry her.â
Sheng Ping clenched her lips tightly, suppressing the heartache that surged within her. âSheng Ping understands that she doesnât warrant Your Highnessâs attention. I dare not hope for such a privilege. Lianâer was just speaking casually.â
Lianâer shook her head desperately, âNo, Princess! Iâm not saying this casually. Other than the emperor, only Ninth Prince can protect you. Only by marrying Your Highness can you not be remembered by those thieves and not be bullied by them! Otherwise, your life will be in danger in the futureâ¦.ân/o/vel/b//in dot c//om