Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Chu Yihan was very reasonable when discussing matters, but when it came to protecting her, he was never reasonable.
Su Yingxue squeezed Chu Yihanâs hand and pouted. âAlright, Iâll feed Your Highness tonight since 1 hurt Your Highnessâ hand.â
The sharp in Chu Yihanâs eyes soft instantly as if it had met warm sunlight. âOkay.â
After resolving the matter, he would hold her in his arms and let her feed him mouthful by mouthful.
Su Yingxue took two drops of Chu Yihanâs blood and placed them on the glass.
She brought it in front of Chu Mingyuan and explained to him after he saw it clearly, âThese are two drops of Your Highnessâs blood. If they can fuse, it means they have the same blood type.â
She took another set and placed it in front of Chu Mingyuan. âThese are the bloodstains on Su Yurouâs body and clothes. They are clumped together and canât fuse, which means they are not of the same blood type. A personâs blood can naturally fuse with their blood. If it canât fuse, itâs not the same personâs blood. So⦠Your Highness, Su Yurouâs body has the blood of two people. Her excessive loss of blood was not caused by me, nor was it caused by her hitting the wall. That was someone who did it on purpose!â
Su Yingxue intentionally emphasized each word. She could tell that the needle marks on Su Yurouâs body were caused by the syringe she had snatched from Han Yuwen. Someone had taken her blood.
However, only Han Yuwen knew how to draw blood and understood this. Han Yuwen was called Wu Dao teacher. Su Yurouâs death was related to the two of them!
Chu Mingyuan had seen Long Shuli talk about medical skills in front of him, so he didnât think Su Yingxueâs words were a fantasy.
The killing intent in his eyes became even stronger.
However, it was covered up in an instant.
Chu Mingyuan was unwilling, but he had to admit that Su Yurouâs death was not caused by Su Yingxue.
Chu Chengye did not believe it. âFather, you canât believe Su Yingxueâs one-sided story! She hated Rouâer and killed her! She still trying to force excuses!â
âYes! Emperor, this demoness Su Yingxue used her medical skills to harm people. She has a venomous heart. Emperor must not let her off!â
The empress angrily pointed at Su Yingxue. How could she accept this?
She had repeatedly failed to frame Su Yingxue, and now she wanted her, the empress, to apologize to her.
âEmpress, you and the Seventh Prince donât have to twist the truth just because you donât want to apologize. After all, Your Highness hasnât settled the score with you for rushing to the Cold Palace so quickly!â
Su Yingxue smiled innocently, but it made the empressâs heart tremble violently.
She did not dare to look at Chu Mingyuan, her husband.
She knew that Chu Mingyuan would never stand on her side. n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
However, it was fine if she was wronged, but how could she let her Yeâer apologize to this woman, Su Yingxue?
âSince the empress doesnât want to apologize, 1 will bring her here.â Chu Yihan raised his hand.
This action made the empressâs heart tremble with fear.
âNo, no, no. No! 1 apologize. 1 misunderstood Su Yingxue. Iâm sorry!â The empress bit her lip. Every word she said was filled with humiliation.
After she finished speaking, she bit her lips. The smell of blood spread in her mouth, and her eyes turned red from embarrassment.
âYou.â
Chu Yihanâs gaze shifted to Chu Chengye.
âI wonât!â
Chu Chengye had been trampled on by Chu Yihan many times, and he would never lower his head today.
The empress looked at Su Yingxue angrily.. âSu Yingxue, what else do you want? 1 have already apologized to you, but you still wonât let Yeâer off?â