Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Chu Yihan, are you really blessed by father?
“This isn’t a matter of God’s blessing, but rather Su Yingxue developed the antidote. Instead of commendation, Imperial Brother set fire to her medical center. Don’t you need to give her an explanation?” Chu Yihan’s voice was cold, yet authoritative, making it impossible for anyone to refute or dare to refute. “Explanation? This illness was passed down from her medical center. Everything started because of her. I’m not investigating her faults, and she still wants commendation!” Chu Mingyuan vented his anger at Su Yingxue.
Su Yingxue knelt on the cold ground. “Emperor, please forgive me. Indeed, this disease originated from my clinic. But it was not intentional for it to spread. The disease still exists, posing a threat not only to the Great Cheng Dynasty but also to the entire medical community. 1 am willing to submit the detoxification formula to be archived by the Imperial Medical Academy to compensate for my mistake.”
Su Yingxue kowtowed devoutly.
Her calmness and generosity won the admiration of many officials.
Even Chu Chengye, who was helped to stand on the side, couldn’t help but glance at her.
He could see the awe-inspiring righteousness and courage of a woman in her.
Chu Mingyuan thought for a moment and knew that Su Yingxue was smart. She left behind the antidote. This was far better than letting him punish her. It was much more beneficial to vent some anger.
If the disease reappeared in the future, the imperial court wouldn’t have to panic or fear. It would further contribute to stabilizing the people’s hearts.
Chu Mingyuan’s eyes showed approval. “Su Yingxue, you’re so generous and decent, and you’ve worked hard to develop the antidote. I won’t pursue your fault, but 1 won’t reward you either! After all, this deadly plague originated in your medical center!”
“Yes, I thank the emperor for not punishing me.” Su Yingxue kowtowed.
Chu Yihan’s eyes were filled with dissatisfaction. Su Yingxue quickly hugged his thigh. “Your Highness, don’t speak! Don’t say anything!”
She was afraid that Chu Mingyuan would be angered to death!
Chu Yihan remained silent, but he was also upset with her.
When Chu Mingyuan announced the dispersal of the court, Su Dingheng appeared out of nowhere. With a humble face, he walked to Su Yingxue and said to Chu Yihan with awe, “Your Highness, my daughter has worked hard in dealing with the disease these days. Cold you allow me to bring her home for recuperation?”
Chu Yihan grabbed Su Yingxue’s hand, his eyes clearly conveyed a refusal.
However, Su Yingxue broke free from him and smiled gently. “Thank you, Your Highness. I’ll go home with my father for now.”
Su Yingxue’s reaction was beyond Su Dingheng’s expectations.
Chu Yihan was comforted by her gaze and was persuaded to leave.
Once he left, Su Dingheng dared to lift his sleeves and wipe the sweat off his forehead.
He still wanted to throw a tantrum whenever he saw Su Yingxue, but because he was in the palace, he restrained himself. “Do you know how much trouble you’ve caused? If Ninth Prince hadn’t recovered, the entire Marquis’s Manor would have been implicated because of you!”
“Father, it might not be the case.” A dark glint flashed across Su Yingxue’s eyes.
This gaze suddenly made Su Dingheng uneasy.
“How did you know?” Su Dingheng blurted out.
Realizing what he had said, he quickly frowned. “Don’t talk nonsense!”
“I haven’t said anything yet? Father, why are you so nervous? You have the cure for the deadly plague but you didn’t give it to me. I don’t need it anymore.” Su Yingxue’s laughter was very soft, but it suddenly smashed a hole through Su Dingheng’s heart.
Su Dingheng’s lips turned pale. “How did you know?”
He hadn’t even had the chance to report this matter to the emperor!