Novel Full Chapter 1615 - 1608: Teasing Chu Yihan
Chapter 1615 -1608: Teasing Chu Yihan
Su Yingxue: ???
Is that even possible?
Looking at her own hands, Su Yingxue suddenly felt the urge to reflect on herself—her mother was so formidable, yet how did she end up getting her head smashed by someone else?
“Alright, stop fussing about it. Just lie back down and rest. I assure you, once you’re healed, you won’t encounter that vexing Ninth Prince in Jiang Du City,” Long Shuli rubbed Su Yingxue’s head, helping her back to rest.
Su Yingxue lay in bed, but something just didn’t feel right.
She always thought that Ninth Prince… was a bit strange.𝗳𝚛𝚎𝚎𝘄𝕖𝕓𝕟𝕠𝚟𝚎𝕝.𝗰𝕠𝐦
She had to check on the person who cracked her head open.
Zhilan was dragged away by her in the middle of the night and had no choice but to lead her through a secret path into the palace, “Miss, do you really want to see the Ninth Prince?”
Su Yingxue leaned against the palace wall, nodding earnestly, “Of course, I’ve lost my memory and can’t remember anything. He cracked open my skull, how could I not hold him responsible?”
I must meet this ‘culprit’ no matter what!
Zhilan watched her young lady preparing to scale the wall and couldn’t hold back any longer, taking out a token, “Miss, this was awarded to you by the emperor. You can enter the palace at any time, there’s really no need… to scale walls in the middle of the night.”
“Thud!”
Su Yingxue misstepped and fell hard on her bottom.
She took the token from Zhilan’s hand, glaring at her, “You little wretch, why didn’t you say so earlier!”
She had wasted her time fumbling around this wall.
Armed with the token, Su Yingxue strutted into the imperial palace in the middle of the night. The palace guards were strict, but upon seeing her, each Imperial Guard and palace guard greeted her respectfully, not daring to show the slightest bit of neglect.
Even Su Yingxue felt overwhelmed by such grand treatment!
She asked Zhilan with cautious humility, “Is my status… really that high?”
Zhilan loudly proclaimed, “Of course! You are the legitimate daughter of Marquis’s Manor, the only daughter of Princess Zhilan, the young female genius doctor of Jiang Du City. The emperor even wanted to adopt you as his goddaughter and bestow upon you the title of princess, but you refused!”
Su Yingxue stumbled as she walked, “Why… why did I refuse?”
Touching her chin, Zhilan considered for a moment, “You said you didn’t like living in the palace because it was too suffocating, and also because there were more handsome young lads outside the palace.”
Su Yingxue: !!!
Am I really such a lecherous person?
“Zhilan, don’t talk nonsense at such a young age!” Su Yingxue said sternly, firmly denying the idea that she refused to become a princess because she wanted to eye the pretty boys outside the palace.
In desperation, Zhilan said, “It’s the truth! Miss, you personally refused the emperor in the grand hall. The emperor even allowed you to choose your own husband, saying any man from the Great Cheng Dynasty was at your disposal. You originally chose the most handsome Ninth Prince, but he was unappreciative!”
Goodness gracious!
Su Yingxue’s eyes gleamed, “How was he unappreciative?”
“He directly stated in front of everyone that you were fickle and unvirtuous, staunchly refusing to take you as his consort. The emperor was angry, and so was madam. So madam had the emperor send him off to Qingzhou. He was banished for five years, and only after recently suppressing bandit troubles in Qingzhou and making commendable achievements was he recalled to Jiang Du City by the emperor.”
“And then, I fancied his good looks again, flirted with him, and ended up getting my head smashed by a wine jar?” From Zhilan’s description, Su Yingxue could almost imagine the rest of the events.
Zhilan pinched her chin, pondering for a moment, “Not entirely. You directly fed him an aphrodisiac, but when the drug took effect, he resisted. In the ensuing struggle, he smashed your head open.”
Goodness gracious!
Su Yingxue couldn’t help but exclaim, “Good gracious!”
She never would have imagined that she could be so lustful—to drug someone, to force herself upon him, and to have an attempt thwarted… and then to have her head bashed in.
If her mother mentioned this to the emperor again, could Chu Yihan, stripped of his title and demoted to a commoner, probably even turn into a vengeful ghost after death to gnash at her bones, right?
Su Yingxue didn’t believe this was something she could have done, but Zhilan had been serving her intimately for many years and would not make up such nonsense to deceive her.
Moreover, as soon as she entered the palace, an imperial guard came to inform her, “Miss Su, the Ninth Prince has been imprisoned by the emperor in the Tongming Hall. If you wish to vent your anger, this subordinate can take you there immediately.”
Su Yingxue gave an embarrassed smile, “Thank you for the trouble.”
Indeed… the entire imperial palace seemed to know she was at odds with Chu Yihan.
They were all eager to help her take revenge!
Su Yingxue was led to the front of a great hall. The place was gloomy and secluded, and the candlelight inside was very dim, making it seem even more desolate and eerie.
The palace guard leading the way specially brought a team with lanterns for Su Yingxue.
He also thoughtfully said, “This Tongming Hall was originally used for worship, but later it was abandoned for more than a dozen years due to its heavy yin energy and became quite desolate. The emperor punishing the Ninth Prince like this is quite severe, Miss Su can rest assured.”
Su Yingxue clasped her hands and smacked her lips, “I’m just afraid that the Ninth Prince, having not passed through to the netherworld this time, might want to kill me at all costs.”
What a terribly muddled situation she created!
Marquis of Martial South’s Manor was so powerful, yet she bullied a prince to such a state that he was sequestered like a small cricket in such a decrepit hall, and here she was sneaking in at the dead of night…
She said she came to visit Chu Yihan, to treat his wounds and express her apologies, but could he believe her?
“No matter!” Su Yingxue touched the bump on her head. This matter was wrong purely by her doing. She didn’t care what she was like before her amnesia; she couldn’t keep tormenting people like this.
Her conscience was uneasy.
Su Yingxue entered the great hall alone. Actually, she had knocked for a while, but there was no response, nor anyone to open the door, so she could only say, “Sorry, I’m coming in,” and pushed the door open to enter.
The Tongming Hall was indeed worthy of its name—chilly and eerie, with only a single candlelit flame, making one feel as if they had been placed inside Yama’s Palace, awaiting judgment.
Su Yingxue looked at the inner hall, found it empty, and in the simplistic great hall, she could faintly hear some sound of water from behind the screen.
Su Yingxue crouched and walked towards the screen.
It was a dusty screen, with a painting of galloping horses that had become somewhat blurred, even eaten away by insects to form two small holes. Through these holes, Su Yingxue could see a man soaking in the water.
Ah… the water is so clear.
No, it was the skin in the water—fair and radiant, bathed in the moonlight, looking even more lustrous, and those sculpted pectorals and the smooth muscle lines, every inch filled with…
“Who’s there!”
A splash of water pierced through the screen, but fortunately, Su Yingxue reacted quickly by dodging to the side, avoiding being hit by the water splash filled with inner strength.
The screen collapsed with a bang, shattering into pieces.
Chu Yihan’s body was exposed in the air, and for a moment Su Yingxue felt a heat in her nose, as a rush of warmth almost burst forth.
“Su Yingxue, you… scoundrel!”
The man’s low and suppressed voice contained anger that was not fully vented.
Su Yingxue was frightened by his aura, but before she could run away, she heard a ‘puh’ sound. The man leaned over the edge of the bathtub, vomiting a large mouthful of blood.