Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Chu Yihanâs vigilance and wariness gradually diminished.
âSu Yingxue, youâre quite something! My imperial uncle, who kills without hesitation, couldnât even manage to kill you! Youâve truly disappointed me!â
Chu Chengye arrived with his men on horseback. Clad in armor, he looked imposing. Amidst his arrogance, there was a strong sense of hatred.
âChu Chengye, you deliberately caused Your Highness to fall ill!â
Su Yingxue glared at him.
All of this was his scheme!
âOf course! The intense battle with Qin Muyan will stimulate his bloodline. Another battle will turn him into a beast consumed by the lust for combat. This bloody battle is far more intense than the previous one in the palace.â
Chu Chengyeâs handsome face bore a sinister expression.
To trigger Chu Yihanâs bloodlust, he sacrificed nearly ten thousand lives on this mountain for Chu Yihan to slaughter!
All this effort had birthed a bloodthirsty monster!
His goal had been achieved.
âDonât even think about harming Your Highness!â
A cold and merciless aura flashed in Su Yingxueâs beautiful eyes.
âThat needle you just used, my imperial uncle would have already passed out, right? How do you plan to protect him?â Chu Chengye sneered. âOf course, you could pull out the needles and let him continue killing. He wonât be able to finish off all 50,000 of my soldiers! Once heâs done, heâll likely burst and die! Today, Chu Yihanâs fate is sealed!â
âIn your dreams!â
Su Yingxue swiftly shot out several silver needles, but Chu Chengye deflected them with his sword. He glared at Su Yingxue. âWretch! Still resisting even when facing death! Youâre almost dead. Kneel and beg for mercy now, and I might spare your life! Iâll let you watch Chu Yihan die!â
âChu Chengye, did you forget to checkyourself out before stepping out today?â
A smile bloomed on Su Yingxueâs beautiful face, as enchanting as a rose in full bloom. n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
âAlt!â
Chu Chengye was knocked to the ground by a dark figure. Before he could rise, a cold blade was at his neck.
Zi Wei had been waiting in the sky, seizing the opportunity when Chu Chengye was distracted!
âHow does it feel, Seventh Prince? Tongue-tied? Do you need me to cure your brainâs malfunction?â
Su Yingxue mercilessly taunted. Even with 50,000 men, Chu Chengye was still nothing compared to Chu Yihan!
âSu Yingxue, you!â
Chu Chengye gritted his teeth, but the blade had already cut his neck. The scent of blood made his heart tremble.
âDonât kill me! You dare!â
He hadnât forgotten how terrifying the assassin beside Su Yingxue was!
âYingxueâ¦â
In Su Yingxueâs embrace, Chu Yihan slowly regained consciousness. Some of the blood in his eyes had faded.
Su Yingxue hugged him in relief. âYour Highness, youâre awake?â
Thankfully, she had awakened him in time!
âMy bloodlust.â
Chu Yihan looked at his reddened arms, knowing his eyes were bloodshot from killing.
âYour Highness, Zi Wei has captured Chu Chengye. Letâs go!â
Su Yingxue helped Chu Yihan up, ready to depart.
âSu Yingxue, how dare you! Do you realize youâre betraying the country? Chu Yihan is a traitor. Iâm here by Fatherâs order to restore order. If you dare take him away, itâs treason! Father will execute the entire Marquis family. None of your Su family will escape!â
Chu Chengye roared. He wouldnât let Chu Yihan leave so easily!