Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
However, just as she turned around to leave, she choked on a strong smell of smoke.
“This is…What was going on? Chu Yihan!”
The front hall was already filled with ashes. Su Yingxue couldn’t see anything clearly. Even the backyard of the medical center was ablaze.
Su Yingxue hurriedly instructed, “Manager Qi! Extinguish the fire!”
“Cough cough… Miss, this is Lord Liang’s doing! He claims to have received the emperor’s decree and wants to burn everyone in our medical center to death!”
Manager Qi was also choked badly. He covered his face and directed a few servants to put out the fire.
Su Yingxue’s eyes were blurred by the thick smoke and she couldn’t see anything clearly. In the midst of the fire, someone grabbed her waist and her body flew into the air, breaking through the roof.
Chu Yihan landed with her to the ground. Liang Jin held a torch and looked at Chu Yihan in shock. “Your Highness, you… Are you alright?”
“The deadly plague has been cured. Who gave you the order to set the fire?” Chu Yihan was furious, his wrath echoed for miles.
Everyone threw down their weapons and knelt before him.
Liang Jin replied truthfully, “Your Highness, it was the emperor’s order to burn down the clinic to prevent the spread of the deadly plague. He ordered to burning of the medical center and the people inside… Were to be executed without mercy!”
Liang Jin was in a difficult position. Before he received the imperial edict, he had also petitioned the palace, stating that Chu Yihan had entered to test the medicine, and at the very least, they should wait for him to come out and see the results before making a decision.
However, the emperor insisted on burning down the medical center. Not only did he want to burn down the medical center, but even the people who had returned home from the clinic, along with their families, were all arrested and prepared to be executed and buried alive.
“Mo Qi, extinguish the fire!”
With Chu Yihan’s order, Mo Qi immediately led his troops to extinguish the fire.
The troops in Liang Jin’s hands were no match for Chu Yihan’s soldiers.
However, what made him even more anxious was the direction Chu Yihan had left in with Su Yingxue… They were heading toward the imperial palace!
In the Hall of Diligent Government, Chu Jinling and Chu Chengye both knelt in front of Chu Mingyuan.
Chu Chengye passionately argued that burning the medical center and killing people at this moment would cause widespread panic among the common people, eroding trust in the court. They should consider better alternatives.
However, Chu Jinling said simply, “Father, imperial uncle is still inside. If you kill him, won’t it leave an eternal infamy in the hearts of the people? The bordering countries are eyeing us covetously. They might also take this opportunity to invade our dynasty!”
Chu Mingyuan slammed the teacup down. The tea splashed on their faces. Chu Jinling and Chu Chengye knelt and kowtowed. “Father, please calm down!” “Calm down? Are you trying to appease me? Don’t think that I don’t know, Ye’er! You’ve been bewitched by Su Yingxue and single-mindedly wanting to protect her! And you, Ling’er! You only care about your imperial uncle! What border countries are eyeing them covetously? Have you ever thought about how many people will die in Jiang Du City if the two of them don’t die?”
Chu Mingyuan’s scolding made the two princes unable to lift their heads.
Chu Jinling, who usually had little interaction with Chu Chengye, lowered his head and gave him a meaningful look. “Father likes you the most. You should beg Father again!”
If imperial uncle and imperial aunt both died, how was he going to write his book? His future days would be so boring!
Chu Chengye glared at him. “If you have the ability, why don’t you plead yourself?”
Chu Jinling muttered to himself, “If he was the prince who was regarded as the heir, why would he still be begging here?”
He would have already rushed into the medical center with his men and rescued his imperial uncle and imperial aunt.
What was the point of all this effort?
“If the two of us die, Imperial Brother will be able to sit on the Dragon Throne without any worries?” Chu Yihan’s voice came from afar, like a meteorite crashing into the hall..