Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Chu Xiuwenâs face turned livid with anger. âSu Yingxue, youâre outrageous!â
âShe can be even more outrageous.â Chu Xiuwen trembled violently in his wheelchair when he heard Chu Yihanâs voice.
Su Yingxue rolled her eyes. âYour Highness, are you here to prevent me from dealing with your nephew?â
âIâm just here to see if you need my help,â Chu Yihan said calmly.
However, his appearance was like a disaster for Chu Xiuwen.
He wasnât afraid of falling into Su Yingxueâs hands but in Chu Yihanâs hands⦠Even if Chu Yihan took his life, his father wouldnât be able to avenge him! âImperial uncle, Iâm the prince of the current dynasty. You canâtâ¦â Chu Xiuwen pushed the wheelchair back, sweating profusely.
Chu Yihan ignored him and asked Su Yingxue, âHow do you want to punish him?â
Su Yingxue held her chin and thought for a moment. âLetâs proceed according to the Third Princeâs original plan!â
He had initially wanted to take advantage of her, defile her innocence, and let her be despised by everyone.
At this moment, she decided to repay him with his plan.
Su Yingxue stuffed a handful of the remaining rosemary that she used for the experiment into Chu Xiuwenâs mouth and even threw a handful into the incense burner.
Chu Yihan considerately lit the incense for her.
Chu Xiuwen widened his eyes in fear. âYou⦠You guys!â
Su Yingxue requested Chu Yihan to bring Chu Xia and throw her onto Chu Xiuwenâs bed. As she left, Su Yingxue whipped Chu Xiuwen three times and sneered, âThird Prince, consider this payback. Remember, I, Su Yingxue, am a person who will seek revenge for the smallest grievance.â
Dare to harm even a single strand of her hair, and she would leave him with bloody wounds!
âSister, letâs get on the carriage.â When they reached the palace gate, Su Hao reminded Su Yingxue.
Lin Sisi had already returned to her carriage.
Su Yingxue still had one thing on her mind, so she said to Su Hao, Brother, you can go back first. Iâll return to the residence later.â
If it was in the past, Su Hao would definitely not ask too much.
But this time, he stopped Su Yingxue. âAre you going to find the Ninth Prince?
Sister, this is the imperial palace. For the sake of reputation, itâs better to keep some distance from His Highness.â
Today, Su Yingxue was protected by Chu Yihan, and Chu Yihan had vouched for him. He was very grateful to Chu Yihan.
But⦠He had always thought that it was better not to be too close before something happened between his sister and Chu Yihan.
After all, that man was none other than the Ninth Prince, renowned throughout the Nine Continents, and hailed as the God of War in the entire Great Cheng Dynasty.
âBrother, I just wanted to send some healing medicine to Guard Lan. I shouldnât have harmed him today during the medicinal testing.â Su Yingxueâs eyes were clear.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
When Su Hao heard her say this, he didnât stop her anymore.
It was a good thing that Su Yingxue had a clear distinction between gratitude and hatred and was kind-hearted.
Su Hao got on the carriage and returned to the residence while Su Yingxue secretly sneaked to where Lan Ling lived.
Lan Ling came out of the palace guardâs residence to meet her after he was informed.
He was born into a noble family, and with his formidable martial arts skills, he exuded a cold and aloof demeanor.
Under the sunlight, his handsome face carried a hint of icy tension. âWhatâs the matter, Miss Su?â
âI came to deliver some healing medicine to you. Thanks to your participation in the medicinal testing today, it proved my brotherâs innocence.â
Su Yingxue handed the medicine over with both hands, her eyes sincere.
Lan Ling instinctively wanted to refuse.
As the imperial guard captain, he never interacted with any officials in the court and was Chu Mingyuanâs most loyal guard.
However, the watery light in Su Yingxueâs eyes was exceptionally captivating.
His heart skipped a beat..