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

Chapter 1231: Chapter 1227: Daddy Chu Xi Relies on the Most

Chu Yifeng sneered coldly, “Do you hate me only on the first day?”

He was not at all curious about the reasons Rong Sheng hated him. This heartless woman, no matter what he said or did, she always hated him, it seemed like she was his born adversary, wishing for nothing more than his demise.

Having finished applying the medicine, Chu Yifeng carelessly wrapped the gauze around her back, indifferent to whether he had caused her pain or not.

Rong Sheng, being held by him as she stood up, couldn’t help spurring Chu Yifeng on his already partially calmed nerves, “Chu Yifeng, you are not fit to be a father! You don’t even care about your child’s safety, how can you expect her to call you Daddy?”

“What did you say?”

Chu Yifeng’s eyes narrowed slightly, the bloodshot veins gradually invading the whites of his eyes, spreading across his entire gaze.

At that moment, he was filled with malevolence, like a demon from hell, dark and bloodthirsty.

“You’re not fit to be a father! Do you even know that child is…” Rong Sheng’s eyes were full of hatred towards him, and she almost revealed Rong Xi’s parentage.

“Rong Sheng, listen well to Your Highness, that child is mine, and has nothing to do with you!” Chu Yifeng let go of his grip, tossing Rong Sheng aside.

He was tired of arguing with her.

Having Xi’er, he had come to understand a father’s responsibility, to cherish oneself is also to cherish Xi’er’s father.

He had no reason to fight to the death with Rong Sheng. He had to stay well and alive in order to look after Xi’er for life and raise her to adulthood.

But Rong Sheng was like a curse to him, every word she muttered, stabbing at the tenderest parts of his heart.

“Chu Yifeng, a demon like you, how dare you claim to be a father?”

“Rong Sheng!”

Chu Yifeng turned around and glared at her, his anger that he had just managed to suppress flaring up again. He stepped forward, grabbed Rong Sheng by her clothes with ease, lifting her up, “I’m not fit to be a father? I will show you today that I am fit for everything!”

He violently dragged Rong Sheng into the forest, disregarding that everyone else was not yet out of danger, threw her on the ground, and tore her clothes, assaulting her.

“Ah!”

Rong Sheng’s scream echoed, and on the carriage, Su Yingxue’s eyes widened in disbelief, “Has Chu Yifeng gone mad?”

What was he thinking, doing such a thing to Rong Sheng in this desolate wilderness now?

He was simply inhuman!

Su Yingxue jumped off the carriage, intending to stop him, but Chu Yihan pulled her wrist and dragged her back to his side, “Don’t go!”

“Look at your brother! What is he doing?!”

Su Yingxue pointed behind them, where the Shadow Guards were fighting desperately for their safety, and what was Chu Yifeng doing?

He was forcing himself on Rong Sheng; how was he any different from a murderous arsonist?

Rong Sheng might not have been killed by those men in black, but she might be tortured to death by Chu Yifeng!

Chu Yihan’s brows were tightly knitted. He too wanted to curse Chu Yifeng, but he could not continue to provoke Chu Yifeng at this time.

If it weren’t for Rong Sheng getting off the carriage to look for Chu Yifeng, he wouldn’t have lost control. Each and every one of her words pricked at the sensitive nerves of Chu Yifeng, how could he control himself?

“Second Uncle, where’s Daddy?”

From the carriage window, a tender little face peered out, Chu Xi looked worried, not seeing Chu Yifeng.

A thought suddenly flashed through Chu Yihan’s mind, there was still somebody who might be able to stop Chu Yifeng from his madness.

He set Chu Xi down and whispered a word in her ear.

Chu Yifeng pinned Rong Sheng to the ground, disregarding her injuries, and took her forcibly, with the same ruthlessness as before. The only difference was that he put his hands beneath her back.

Her hastily bandaged wound was not a big issue. It was the back of his hand that had been ground until it was a bloody blur.

Quiet tears streamed down the corners of Rong Sheng’s eyes. She didn’t resist wildly. Instead, she resembled a puppet; when Chu Yifeng dragged her over, she had already taken the medicine herself. The crazier Chu Yifeng wanted her, the more pronounced the effect of the drug would be.

What should have been a moment of passion and ambiguity was turned into a scene of mutual vengeance and retribution.

Chu Yifeng didn’t want to let go of her for a long time, but then he heard a call, and his body stiffened.

“Daddy! Daddy—”

“Xi’er!”

Horribly out of control, Chu Yifeng rose to his feet. He looked not far away, where Chu Yihan was holding Chu Xi, who was shaping her hands like a megaphone and calling out ‘Daddy’ non-stop.

“Xi’er, Xi’er…”

He wasn’t sure if it was because he had raised her for some time or if some strange emotion inside him was playing tricks, but whenever Chu Xi called him, he became flustered and uneasy. When she cried her eyes out, his heart hurt immensely.

Chu Yifeng walked towards Chu Xi in a daze. When Chu Yihan set her down, she ran swiftly to Chu Yifeng and hugged his thigh.

Chu Yifeng picked up Chu Xi, who then touched the bloodstains on his face and cried out worriedly, “Daddy is bleeding, bleeding!”

It must be so painful!

Chu Yifeng tossed the knife aside, held her in both arms, cleaned the blood off his hands, and only then did he wipe Chu Xi’s face and sooth her by patting her back, “Xi’er, don’t cry. Daddy isn’t hurt, this isn’t Daddy’s blood.”

“Daddy is lying to me!” Chu Xi cried, her little face turning bright red.

“Daddy isn’t lying to you, never to Xi’er.”

He lowered his head and kissed her forehead. His warmth gave Chu Xi a sense of security, and she held onto him unwilling to let go.

Chu Yifeng did look back at Rong Sheng once, but since his daughter didn’t want to leave his arms, he didn’t return to her.

He figured that even if he said nothing, Su Yingxue would tend to Rong Sheng.

Su Yingxue, with her medicine box, attended to Rong Sheng’s injuries and then helped her change into a set of her own clothes.

They had only two carriages. Su Yingxue asked Chu Yihan to take Heng’er to Xiao Qingyu’s carriage, while she took Rong Sheng to treat her wounds in her own carriage.

“Ao—”

Shan Bao howled, reminding them that this place was far from safe and that they needed to leave quickly if they wanted to live.

Mo Qi and a group of Shadow Guards protected them as they hurried towards Hangzhou city. By the time the sky was lightly brightening, they had reached the city gates.

Inside Su Yingxue’s carriage, she watched over Rong Sheng, administering all the medicine she needed. Only then did Rong Sheng’s condition begin to stabilize. When Su Yingxue took her pulse, she found her meridians to be in frightening disarray, as if she had overdosed on medication. Worried, she said, “Sister Rong Sheng, are you still using medicine on Chu Yifeng? The way you’re doing this, it’s like killing a thousand enemies but harming yourself eight hundred. Even if the drug takes effect on him, you will suffer injuries.”

Moreover, by the look of Rong Sheng’s pulse, her emotional instability was far more severe than Chu Yifeng’s.

Rong Sheng rubbed her sore head, feeling as if her entire brain was almost beyond control.

But she couldn’t stop the medication. She had given Chu Yifeng something to cause memory loss, and while she was losing her memory too, she was also trying to control… not forgetting him.

She was drugging Chu Yifeng, but she was also drugging herself. That’s why the emotional instability was so severe.