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

He wanted to distance himself from Lu Ying.

Lu Ying’s whole body trembled slightly. The promise she had finally extracted from Su Hao through so much effort was being denied by him because of Su Yingxue and Chu Yihan?

A flash of hatred passed through Lu Ying’s eyes.

Chu Yihan glanced at Su Hao and said, “Your Highness will not abandon any of his generals.”

“Your Highness…”

Su Hao’s bloodstained face was full of surprise. Chu Yihan was far-sighted and always made the right choices; why would he take risks because of him?

“Hey! Enough with all this modesty! Anyone would think you’re playing house. Can’t you see the torches in the distance? If they catch up, we’re all dead. I’ll have to account for my twilight years right here! Can you say something useful?”

Saint Ruan shouted angrily, hands on hips.

These people entangled with emotions were really too much!

Chu Yihan exuded a formidable pressure, causing Saint Ruan to back down slightly. “Well… I just spoke without thinking. You don’t need to take a loose-tongued person like me so seriously…”

Was he being too serious?

Damn this bone-chilling coldness, who is he trying to kill?

“Do you have enough poison?” Chu Yihan’s gaze settled on him, suddenly asking.

“Ah? Poison? Uh… enough to take down a few thousand people, but for tens of thousands of troops, it’s not enough.”

Saint Ruan rummaged through his tunic and belt, tallying his possessions.

Su Yingxue looked at Chu Yihan and immediately stood up, her eyes sparkling as she looked at him. “Your Highness, do you have a plan? If Saint Ruan doesn’t have enough medicine, I still have some!”

She didn’t need to say more. She had Little Ginseng and Medicine King Valley; Chu Yihan could have as much poison as he wanted!

Chu Yihan nodded. “Help your brother.”

“Roger that!”

Su Yingxue’s face beamed with excitement as she and Saint Ruan helped Su Hao up and followed Chu Yihan closely.

The only one they ignored was Lu Ying.

Seeing Chu Yihan preparing for battle, Su Hao remembered Lu Ying and instructed Su Yingxue, “Give my sword to Lu Ying for self-defense.”

Despite being chained, Su Hao’s belongings were still in the tent. When they had come out earlier, Su Yingxue had retrieved his sword and kerchief for him and kept them on her person.

Hearing his request, she replied, “All right.”

She handed over the kerchief and sword to Lu Ying. “The sword is for your defense. Take good care of yourself, but don’t lose this kerchief no matter what. It was personally embroidered for my brother by Sister Jinyan.”

Lu Ying’s eyes, as she looked at the kerchief, flashed with a dark desire to destroy it. However, outwardly she expressed her gratitude, “Thank you, Ninth Princess Consort.”

The difference between her gratitude now and her aloofness before was striking.

She still wanted to take Su Hao from Su Yingxue’s hands, but after Su Yingxue’s refusal and expression of displeasure, Lu Ying respectfully bowed her head without arguing further, showing a very compliant demeanor.

Even Saint Ruan couldn’t help but laugh. “This woman truly loves your brother! She was as proud as a peacock before, but now she’s so respectful to you, the Ninth Princess Consort.”

“Hmph!”

Su Yingxue didn’t have much of a liking for her but at least for now she wouldn’t let her dislike lead to any action, so she just snorted coldly.

“Don’t hmph! I bet she loves your brother deeply, and she’ll be your sister-in-law in the future!”

With Saint Ruan’s vast experience and insight, he could tell this Lu Ying was not simple. Moreover, she harbored an extraordinary persistence towards Su Hao—a resolve so deep that not even broken bones would deter her.