Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
âBang!â
Xiao Ruxueâs legs gave out, and she fell to the ground.
Madam Xiao wore a shocked expression, her legs trembling.
Chu Jinling took Lin Sisi away, causing a collective gasp from everyone in the grand hall.
Su Yingxue, watching Lin Sisiâs departure, felt overwhelmed with guilt.
âTsk, tsk, he is indeed a prince. When he loses his temper, he certainly makes a statement!â Saint Ruan crossed his arms and laughed.
Su Yingxue glared at him in anger. âYou think thatâs making a statement? He was protecting the one he loved! If not for you, Sisi wouldnât have faced such humiliation today!â
Saint Ruan stuck out his tongue. âI just casually slipped her some poison.â
âThe poison you casually gave her is enough to ruin her entire life! Saint Ruan, youâll pay the price for this!â Su Yingxue raised her head and clenched her fists tightly.
Saint Ruan raised an eyebrow, suddenly hesitating to engage in a poison competition with Su Yingxue. She was genuinely interesting. But poisoning her to death would be such a waste.
âMiss Su, are you ready for your match with Mr. Ruan?â The empress, with a perpetual smile and regal composure, spoke softly at the front of the hall.
Su Yingxue smiled back. âYour Majesty, I am prepared.â
Saint Ruan stood at the side with his arms crossed. âIâm ready too, but 1 suddenly donât feel like competing anymore. Itâs too much of a waste to poison this girl to death.â
Supporting his head, Saint Ruan, with a lazy charm in his eyes, said, âStupid girl, beg for mercy. Kneel and call me Master, and 1â11 take you out of the palace to live freely!â
âSaint Ruan, youâre not worthy!â Su Yingxueâs smile carried a sharp edge, her words hitting Saint Ruan like a slap.
Saint Ruan erupted in anger. âSu Yingxue! Donât come crying and begging to me later!â
âWatch!â Su Yingxueâs expression remained stoic.
Chu Mingyuan didnât say anything today. He didnât want to hold this competition. After all, Su Yingxue was Long Shuliâs daughter.
Long Shuli was a woman who had captivated many hearts.
However, Su Yingxueâs love for Chu Yihan meant he couldnât let her live.
âSu Yingxue, Saint Ruan,â he finally called out.
Both stood before him, listening as he addressed them.
âSince you both wish to compete, i will ensure fairness to prevent any injustices. However, this poison competition is akin to a battlefield, with life and death at stake. Are you both willing to sign a life-and-death contract, not blaming each other regardless of the outcome?â
Su Yingxue noticed a glint of intent to kill her in Chu Mingyuanâs eyes.
Saint Ruan smirked. âWhy not? Iâm not afraid of this little girl.â
Saint Ruan signed the life-and-death contract sent by Chu Mingyuan.
Glancing at Su Yingxue beside him, he mocked, âItâs not too late to beg for mercy now. After all, youâre just a little girl. Spare yourself.â
Su Yingxue acted as if she hadnât heard him and signed her name on the contract.
Turning to Saint Ruan, she declared, âThis is our only match, with lives at stake. You use your poison, 1â11 use mine. Fate decides life and death.â
âHuh, my lifeâs always been in my hands.â Saint Ruan leaned close to Su Yingxue, blowing a provocative breath into her ear. âArenât you counting on Chu Yihanâs influence? Why was he nowhere to be seen today? Got dumped?â
Su Yingxue had her doubts, but she never questioned Chu Yihan.
She leaned closer to Saint Ruan and whispered something into his ear..