Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Xiao Ruxue’s legs gave out, and she fell to the ground.
Madam Xiao wore a shocked expression, her legs trembling.
Chu Jinling took Lin Sisi away, causing a collective gasp from everyone in the grand hall.
Su Yingxue, watching Lin Sisi’s departure, felt overwhelmed with guilt.
“Tsk, tsk, he is indeed a prince. When he loses his temper, he certainly makes a statement!” Saint Ruan crossed his arms and laughed.
Su Yingxue glared at him in anger. “You think that’s making a statement? He was protecting the one he loved! If not for you, Sisi wouldn’t have faced such humiliation today!”
Saint Ruan stuck out his tongue. “I just casually slipped her some poison.”
“The poison you casually gave her is enough to ruin her entire life! Saint Ruan, you’ll pay the price for this!” Su Yingxue raised her head and clenched her fists tightly.
Saint Ruan raised an eyebrow, suddenly hesitating to engage in a poison competition with Su Yingxue. She was genuinely interesting. But poisoning her to death would be such a waste.
“Miss Su, are you ready for your match with Mr. Ruan?” The empress, with a perpetual smile and regal composure, spoke softly at the front of the hall.
Su Yingxue smiled back. “Your Majesty, I am prepared.”
Saint Ruan stood at the side with his arms crossed. “I’m ready too, but 1 suddenly don’t feel like competing anymore. It’s too much of a waste to poison this girl to death.”
Supporting his head, Saint Ruan, with a lazy charm in his eyes, said, “Stupid girl, beg for mercy. Kneel and call me Master, and 1’11 take you out of the palace to live freely!”
“Saint Ruan, you’re not worthy!” Su Yingxue’s smile carried a sharp edge, her words hitting Saint Ruan like a slap.
Saint Ruan erupted in anger. “Su Yingxue! Don’t come crying and begging to me later!”
“Watch!” Su Yingxue’s expression remained stoic.
Chu Mingyuan didn’t say anything today. He didn’t want to hold this competition. After all, Su Yingxue was Long Shuli’s daughter.
Long Shuli was a woman who had captivated many hearts.
However, Su Yingxue’s love for Chu Yihan meant he couldn’t let her live.
“Su Yingxue, Saint Ruan,” he finally called out.
Both stood before him, listening as he addressed them.
“Since you both wish to compete, i will ensure fairness to prevent any injustices. However, this poison competition is akin to a battlefield, with life and death at stake. Are you both willing to sign a life-and-death contract, not blaming each other regardless of the outcome?”
Su Yingxue noticed a glint of intent to kill her in Chu Mingyuan’s eyes.
Saint Ruan smirked. “Why not? I’m not afraid of this little girl.”
Saint Ruan signed the life-and-death contract sent by Chu Mingyuan.
Glancing at Su Yingxue beside him, he mocked, “It’s not too late to beg for mercy now. After all, you’re just a little girl. Spare yourself.”
Su Yingxue acted as if she hadn’t heard him and signed her name on the contract.
Turning to Saint Ruan, she declared, “This is our only match, with lives at stake. You use your poison, 1’11 use mine. Fate decides life and death.”
“Huh, my life’s always been in my hands.” Saint Ruan leaned close to Su Yingxue, blowing a provocative breath into her ear. “Aren’t you counting on Chu Yihan’s influence? Why was he nowhere to be seen today? Got dumped?”
Su Yingxue had her doubts, but she never questioned Chu Yihan.
She leaned closer to Saint Ruan and whispered something into his ear..