He was first pierced through the body by a knife, losing a lot of blood, and then took a palm strike from Hong Lian, which caused even more serious internal injuries. Now, still having the strength to hold onto her, appeared to be pure willpower keeping him alive.
Going on like this, he was probably going to die quicker than she would.
But Chu Yifengâs stubbornness could not be resolved by anyone. Holding onto Rong Sheng, he said, âIâll share in your pain. If you canât be healed, I wonât be healed either.â
âChu Yifeng, are you really a madman? The medicine that Sister Rong Sheng developed herself, even she canât cure it. But youâre seriously injured. By not seeking treatment, do you want to die in front of her?â Su Yingxue was greatly surprised.
Sheâd seen the insane, but sheâd never seen anyone as insane as Chu Yifeng!
Truly⦠his name says it all!
Might as well call him Chu Yifeng the Mad.
âChu Yifeng, I donât need you to keep me company!â Rong Shengâs cold voice seemed somewhat hurtful.
But Chu Yifeng was used to being hurt by her. He sneered, âI just want to be with you. You hate me, donât you? Wouldnât you be happy if I died?â
Rong Sheng blurted out before thinking that she would be unhappy!
If he died, how could she possibly be happy?
But, that thought flashed through her mind, and in the end, she did not say it.
âAs you say, I really should be happy.â Rong Shengâs cold face gave Chu Yifeng a misconception.
As if the woman who had just wept for him, calling him AâFeng, was just a fleeting dream.
The sober Rong Sheng was cold and unfeeling.
âBang!â
Su Yingxue didnât care about that much, directly knocking Chu Yifeng out, then pressing him to the ground, ripping his clothes, scattering medicine, and stitching up the wound.
She did it for Chu Yihan. She had no need to argue with the madman.
Upon returning to Chu Yihanâs side, Mo Qi had already appeared, holding Wu Dao captive.
Su Yingxue could then comfortably tend to Chu Yihanâs wounds as well.
Earlier, in order to suppress Chu Yifeng, Chu Yihan couldnât hurt him and ended up being injured by him.
Upon seeing the wounds on his body, Su Yingxue felt indignant, âWhen Chu Yifeng comes to, I will definitely make sure the injuries you, Your Highness, have suffered are inflicted on him instead! And twice over at that!â
Otherwise, Chu Yihanâs suffering would be in vain!
Her man shouldnât be hurt so casually!
âWhat did you just call?â Chu Yihan pinched Su Yingxueâs face, raising an eyebrow.
Su Yingxue took a moment to respond, âYour Highness?â
âHmmâ¦â
The pressure on her face grew, and Chu Yihanâs eyes emitted a slight chill, âThink carefully before you speak.â
A threat indeed.
If she called wrong, her face might end up wrecked.
Su Yingxueâs earlobes turned slightly red, and her face was tinged with embarrassment, âThere are so many people around here.â
Can she call him husband when they get back?
âCall.â
Chu Yihan was brief and to the point, his gaze drifting to Qin Muyan not far away with a sword, as if proclaiming his sovereignty.
With no choice left, Su Yingxueâs cheeks reddened, pouting, she called out softly, âHubby.â
âMhm.â Chu Yihanâs eyes twinkled with a smile, his already strikingly handsome face became even more captivating.
Even a descent of the gods couldnât compare to him.
âYour Highness, what should be done with this man?â
Mo Qi, who was usually indifferent to the frequent displays of affection, had a face like thunder today.
Seeing blood at the corner of his mouth, Su Yingxue couldnât help being concerned, âWere you injured by Hong Lian?â
Earlier, when Mo Qi had found her and they went up the mountain together, preparing to deliver a fatal blow to Wu Dao, he had found a shortcut and took her with him. But when they had encountered Hong Lian, Mo Qi had faced her alone to conceal her presence.
Su Yingxue knew that Mo Qi, working with Chu Yihan, was not of weak martial arts skills.
But now, the two gaping wounds on his bodyâ¦