Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Mo Qi was also compelled to draw his sword.
Butâ¦
âRoar!â
A vigorous white figure leaped down, roaring at Mo Qi and baring its teeth.
Mo Qi was startled. âYou⦠Why arenât you asleep yet?â
Why would a big tiger stay up all night if it didnât learn something good?
And it even loves to meddle in othersâ affairs!
Shan Bao rolled its eyes. n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
It licked Su Yingxueâs knee and gently patted it with his paw.
Su Yingxue looked at him in surprise. âShan Bao, are you here to help me?â
Shan Bao turned its head and showed a fierce expression to Mo Qi. Its massive body, sharp teeth, and agile movements just now were all terrifying.
If it were an ordinary person, they would have been scared out of their wits by him.
Mo Qiâs legs trembled. âShan Bao, this is the masterâs matter. Are you sure you want to interfere?â
His master would deduct its meat!
âRoar!â
Shan Bao pounced at Mo Qi without hesitation, clearing the way for Su Yingxue.
Su Yingxue shouted excitedly at him, âShan Bao, wait for me! Iâll feed you the best meat!â
âHowl!â
Shan Bao had already knocked Mo Qi to the ground. He looked up and let out a long howl, appearing extremely excited.
It was Mo Qi who suffered being pinned down by him. He struggled, but Shan Baoâs claws hit his heart.
âD*mn it!â
Mo Qiâs chest was heavily pressed down, and he could hardly breathe.
If this tiger made any move, wouldnât its claws tear him apart?
Mo Qi glanced disdainfully at Shan Bao. âYou traitor!â
Shan Bao looked very innocent. It was just following its animal instincts, following Su Yingxue to get some meat to eat!
Why couldnât these people understand?
Su Yingxue barged into the study. She knew Chu Yihan must be here.
âYour Highness!â
However, the scene that met her eyes was something she had never imagined in her life.
The ground was littered with wine jars.
A strong gust of wind carrying the smell of blood blew over. Su Yingxue was choked by someone. This immense force could snap her neck in an instant!
âYour Highness! Iâ¦â
Su Yingxueâs timely voice helped Chu Yihanâs hazy eyes gradually clear.
His eyes were bloodshot, and the blood vessels in his eyes were rampant and dense, forming a net that enveloped his eyes, along with complex emotions.
Chu Yihan released his grip. The warm touch on his hand reminded him that the person in front of him was Su Yingxue.
If he didnât let go, he would hurt her.
So he simply let go.
Su Yingxue was released and coughed heavily. âCough! Your Highness, why are you⦠drinking so much?â
She didnât know if Chu Yihanâs alcohol tolerance was good, but she could tell that Chu Yihan wasnât a person who liked to drink. Other than at palace banquets, she had never seen him drink, but nowâ¦
âYour Highness, can you please stop drinking?â
She stepped forward, wanting to take the wine jug from his hand, but he waved it away. âI want to drink, you go!â
âYour Highnessâ¦â
Chu Yihanâs long hair was somewhat disheveled, and he didnât look as noble anymore. There was a sense of helplessness and dejection in him.
This was an emotion that Su Yingxue had never seen from this man in her previous and current lives.
How could the Ninth Prince, even more honorable than the emperor, the heavenâs favored son, drown his sorrows in wine?
Chu Yihanâs mind was intoxicated by the wine, but he still remembered clearly that he was forced to let go of Su Yingxueâs hand in the Marquisâs Manor. He waited for her, waited for herâ¦
But she didnât hold his hand or chase after him.