The Useless Miracle Doctor Consort Is Spoiled Rotten by the Prince!

Everything was premeditated. Even though he found out that it was Ye Zhenzhen who stabbed Su Yingxue, causing her to be controlled by Wu Dao.

In a fit of anger, he killed Ye Zhenzhen and threw Marquis Changxin into prison.

But how could this be compared to Su Yingxue?

Even if he executed the entire household of Marquis Changxin, he wouldn’t be able to get back a single strand of Su Yingxue’s hair.

“Did Your Highness execute the entire household of Marquis Changxin?” Su Yingxue was shocked. Weren’t Xu Aoqing and Ye Lingbai both implicated by Ye Zhenzhen?

How innocent they were!

Chu Yihan shook his head and said in a low voice, “Your grandfather pleaded for mercy, the rest were spared.”

At that time, if not for Su Qingzhi stopping him, no one could have saved the household of Marquis Changxin.

He remembered that when he was crazed, Su Miaoyan shouted in front of him, “Your Highness, my sister wouldn’t want to see you implicate the innocent. The madam and heir of Marquis Changxin were also harmed by Ye Zhenzhen. They are also my sister’s patients. If you kill them, my sister will be sad!”

“At that moment, thinking of your sadness, I couldn’t do it.”

Chu Yihan’s face was buried deep in Su Yingxue’s embrace. He inhaled the unique fragrance on her body, and his heart finally calmed down a little.

Su Yingxue hugged him tightly. Her heart was extremely soft.

When Chu Yihan told her everything, she was still worried about one person. “Your Highness, how is Zi Wei?”

How could he stand in the fire like a fool and be burned by the raging flames without knowing to leave?

“Saint Ruan saved him.”

Chu Yihan’s voice was calm, and Su Yingxue’s heart finally settled down.

She and Chu Yihan slept in each other’s arms. Their bodies leaned against each other, emitting warmth that warmed their hearts.

The night was gentle and lingering.

The next day, Chu Yifeng was lazily lying on the soft couch with a satisfied look on his face when the door was kicked open.

Chu Yifeng thought it was his younger brother coming to settle the score.

After all, no one would dare to kick down the door of the Silver Moon Pavilion Master other than Chu Yihan.

Rong Sheng was not such an uncultured person.

However, when he saw Su Yingxue, she swung her whip at him. He immediately sat up and dodged. The pillow and armrest beside him were all shattered. His soft couch, which was worth tens of thousands of taels, was destroyed just like that.

Chu Yifeng frowned. “Su Yingxue, are you tired of living?”

“Boom!”

What followed was a whistling sword energy.

If Chu Yifeng hadn’t been so skilled in martial arts and dodged quickly, he would have been smashed into pieces by the Qingfeng Sword, just like his soft couch.

Forget about Su Yingxue, this sword was swung by his younger brother. Chu Yifeng didn’t even have the right to say that he was tired of living.

He pushed away the female servant beside him and smacked his lips. “If the two of you want to die together, I don’t mind fulfilling your wish.”

Su Yingxue snorted lightly. “Go ahead and send me to hell, then.”

If he were willing to send Chu Yihan to the netherworld, then she, Su Yingxue, would be written in reverse.

Chu Yifeng chuckled, his eyes cold and disdainful. “Do you think I don’t dare? Wu Dao has already reached Bamboo Leaf Pass. As long as I send you there, will you still be alive?”

“At that time, you won’t be able to live either.”

Behind the white screen, Rong Sheng’s cold and ethereal figure appeared.

Chu Yifeng chuckled. “The few of you are quite neat now.”

Were they planning to scheme against him together?

Unfortunately, even with his younger brother, Chu Yihan, these people were not his match. Chu Yihan was currently seriously injured. He could still break a soft couch, but they wanted to fight him.

He was going to hold a funeral for him tomorrow.