The Useless Miracle Doctor Consort Is Spoiled Rotten by the Prince!-Chapter 1347 - 1342 Qiongzhou Crown Prince

Chapter 1347: Chapter 1342: Qiongzhou Crown Prince

Chapter 1347: Chapter 1342: Qiongzhou Crown Prince

Now, on his only golden medal, the character for ‘Lin’ had already been engraved.

After conversing with her, Chu Yihan put down his hand, not continuing to engrave with his inner strength, “Do you wish for me to save this opportunity for Heng’er?”

Su Yingxue nodded, “As a mother, that’s naturally what I would want.”

If Chu Yihan taught Lin Sisi, he wouldn’t be able to teach their son—how regrettable would that be?

But while Chu Yihan was still in thought, she continued, “However, if this person is Sisi, if she is someone worthy of your trust, I will not interfere with your decision.”

In the end, it was Chu Yihan who was taking a disciple, not her.

She couldn’t dictate his actions.

Furthermore, once a teacher, always a father figure, this responsibility was incredibly significant; he must be responsible for himself and for Lin Sisi too.

Chu Yihan, after all, had his own considerations. He set the golden medal down and rubbed Su Yingxue’s head, taking her to bed to rest. The Gu corpse had drained all her energy; her complexion had never been so poor.

But Su Yingxue’s efforts were not in vain, the Gu corpse—that no, was a man—miraculously survived. His breathing and pulse both returned.

After Su Yingxue took his pulse, she realized that because the Gu worms were still living inside him, he too survived.

Especially when the Gu worms all gathered in his heart at once, the blood supply to the heart enabled the brain to function normally, and he, too, was able to speak.

“Save… save me.”

The man lay in the medicine hut, uttering a hoarse voice in a low tone.

He felt unbearably uncomfortable; his muscles and bones felt as if they had been disassembled, tearing at him with a heart-wrenching pain. He even thought that dying immediately would be better than suffering through such agony.

“Don’t give up.”

Su Yingxue was by his side, encouraging in a quiet voice, “You’re not dead yet. As long as there’s a chance to live, you must cling to it tightly. Surely, you have family back home that are waiting for your return, right?”

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The man shook his head, unrecognizable, his eyes filled with immense pain, “I… don’t want to…”

That ghostly Qiongzhou City had made him never want to return, never wanting to take another look at this world. He dreaded that upon opening his eyes, he would be met with the humiliation by those women, fearful that the nightmare would continue into endless bloodshed and carnage.

“Trash! If you wanted to die, you should have said so earlier. You made Su Yingxue bleed to save you; I’ll drain your blood first!” Saint Ruan said, ready to plunge a knife into the man’s heart.

What’s there to save?

He was just a barely living thing; not even quite alive now, just a half-dead waste supported by a Gu corpse!

And now they needed to nourish him with blood?

Pfft!

Su Yingxue grabbed Saint Ruan’s sleeve, “What are you doing? I chose to save him voluntarily; don’t you dare mess around! If he doesn’t want to live, you shouldn’t be the one to kill him!”

They could respect his wishes and not save him, but they could not let his life be lost at her and Saint Ruan’s hands.

To prevent Saint Ruan from acting rashly, she even threatened him with his son, “If you kill him, I’ll have Chu Yifeng throw your son out of the West Pavilion!”

“Fuck your grandpa!”

Saint Ruan couldn’t help but curse, “He used his son to threaten me, and now you’re using your son to threaten me too. Do you think it was easy for an old man over seventy to finally have a child? Now I’ve become your damn bargaining chip!”

Truly two despicable creatures!

“I just don’t want you to strike,” Su Yingxue gently tugged at his sleeve, seeing his irritation, and soothed him with a soft voice.

“Hmph!”

Saint Ruan broadcasted his anger from head to toe.

But as soon as he showed his anger, Su Yingxue knew he wouldn’t hurt this person anymore.

As for this person…

Standing by his side, Su Yingxue said truthfully, “I am Chu Yihan’s wife, and also the empress of the Great Cheng Dynasty. At first, I saved you because I wanted to use you for research into how to break Chen Ruobai’s poison gu techniques. But seeing that you could wake up, I even more hoped you would talk about the situation inside Qiongzhou City. Even though your clothes are torn, one can still see they are from someone of high status. However, if you wish to die and refuse to speak of anything, I will not force you.”

She placed a rope with a small bell attached in the man’s hand, so if he needed something, all he had to do was pull the rope, and she would hear the bell and come to help him.

Of course, if he chose not to, she respected his choice, and told him, “I will bury you together with those innocent civilians.”

“No… I don’t want to be buried, I…”

Yu Wenrui opened his mouth, only to realize that speaking wasn’t so easy, almost as if he were a zombie.

He could still open his mouth, but making a sound was difficult, and he couldn’t keep Su Yingxue there.

He just wanted to tell Su Yingxue that he was the Crown Prince of Qiongzhou, and he didn’t want to be buried with the civilians – he requested to be buried far from the noise, in the depths of a quiet mountain.

The battle between Ruo Shui and Qiongzhou was fought every day, Chen Ruobai manipulatively pushing people to their limits, sending Qiongzhou civilians poisoned by gu to the front lines, causing Ruo Shui’s soldiers to be confused and demoralized, while deploying gu corpses and a large army as a follow-up, cruelly slaughtering amidst the unstable morale.

Lin Sisi and Ye Qingru led their subordinates in a difficult fight each day, and no matter how many enemy heads they took or how many gu corpses they struck down, they felt no sense of achievement – only full hearts of bleakness and trauma.

Ye Qingru vividly remembered a soldier in his camp, wounded, crying in front of him and asking, “General, do we train day in and day out just to kill these innocent civilians on the battlefield?”

Ye Qingru had no answer for him, only a heavier heart.

He also recalled a man who came charging at his horse that day, wielding a broken sickle to attack him, saying, “General, please jab here with a spear, and let me die quickly.”

The plea, so humble and desperate, etched with despair, pain, and bleakness on the man’s tortured face, made the spear in Ye Qingru’s hand tremble violently.

He and his soldiers felt the same reluctancy.

After each battle, what they thought about was: The blade should repel only external enemies, never to be used on the civilians.

Lin Sisi felt the same, but today, she was lured out by Xin Yi and fought fiercely with her on a slope. She was seriously injured and had to lie down in her tent afterwards, not having seen Chu Yihan yet.

Outside her tent, Su Yingxue’s voice could be heard, “Sisi, may I come in?”

“Sure!” Lin Sisi called out with her usual boldness and then cried out in pain from her wound, falling back onto the bed.

Su Yingxue heard her howl from outside, rushed in with her medicine box, and helped Lin Sisi lie back down on the bed. As she checked Lin Sisi’s wounds, two people dressed as maids brought in a screen, followed by a few chairs and several items placed on them, before promptly leaving the military camp.