Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
However, Su Yingxue reacted even faster and skillfully evaded his attack. She argued, âEmperor, 1 didnât harm Consort Xiang! Her condition was already improving!â
How could she be dead?!
âImproved? Xiangâer didnât improve, sheâs dead!â Chu Mingyuanâs eyes turned bloodshot. âJust now, Xiangâer was lying in my arms, lifeless! She even asked me not to blame you, but she died because she drank your medicine!â
He deeply regretted giving this genius doctor an opportunity. Initially, the court physicians said that Xiangâer wouldnât live for more than two years, but she could have at least spent over a year with him.
Every day she spent with him was precious.
But she was dead nowâ¦
âBut, Emperor, please allow me to see Consort Xiang. Perhaps thereâs still a chance to save her!â Su Yingxue couldnât believe that Consort Xiang had died just like that!
âEmperor, Consort Xiang is already dead. Even the imperial physician has confirmed that she is not breathing. Perhaps she was an enemy spy and should be executed immediately!â The empress said sharply.
âYouâre right. You caused Xiangâerâs death. I will not tolerate it! Lan Ling, kill her now!â Chu Mingyuanâs eyes were red and filled with hatred.
With Consort Xiangâs death, his face had aged.
Lan Lingâs martial arts were strong, so Su Yingxue was naturally not his match. However, she still stubbornly resisted, âEmperor, let me see Consort Xiang. She still has a chance of survival. Donât you want her to live?â
âHow can 1 not hope!â Chu Mingyuan roared.
When Xiangâer died, he was filled with despair!
âSince you wish, then let me see Consort Xiang. She has been taking my medicine for more than a day. Why did something suddenly happen today? There seems to be something suspicious going on. Donât you want to investigate the matter?â
The coldness in Su Yingxueâs eyes swept across the empress.
The empress looked at her righteously. âConsort Xiang is dead, and the imperial physicians have personally verified it. Do you think that the imperial physicians in the palace are all useless and canât even determine whether a person is dead or alive?â âEmpress, why are you so certain that Consort Xiang is dead? Is that what you wished for?â Su Yingxueâs voice was cold.
Even through the black veil, the empress could sense the sharpness in Su Yingxueâs eyes.
âHow dare you!â The empress quickly changed her tone to a soft and weak demeanor in front of Chu Mingyuan. âEmperor, how could 1 harm someone you cherish? This unimown genius doctor has caused the death of Consort Xiang and is now slandering me. 1 believe she should be dismembered to avenge Consort Xiang!â
âThe empress is right! Lan Ling, seize her and dismember her!â Chu Mingyuan shouted angrily.
âHold on.â
The manâs voice sounded wickedly arrogant and a little disdainful. His black robe billowed as he entered the hall, instantly making the air thin and suffocating.
âNinth Prince, itâs you again!â The empress gritted her teeth.
It was Chu Yihan again!
He had previously saved this genius doctor from her palace, and now he had appeared once more!
Chu Yihan walked past the empress, completely ignoring her. He approached Lan Ling and stared at him with a powerful aura. âPut down the knife.â
Lan Lingâs knife was still pressed against Su Yingxueâs neck.
Lan Lingâs gaze was determined. âThe emperor has given the order to dismember her into five pieces, and I am here to execute it.â
As he raised his hand, ready to strike, Chu Yihan swiftly attacked with his palm. The invisible force shattered the steel saber, causing it to break into two pieces that fell to the ground with a resounding clang.
Lan Lingâs hand holding the broken saber trembled, and he looked down to see his thumb and forefinger bleeding from the impact, causing a dull pain.
Chu Mingyuan roared, âChu Yihan, are you planning to rebel?!â