Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Su Yingxue leaned into his embrace, unsure of what words could console him. Instead, she raised her head and kissed him.
Losing loved ones at a tender age, not knowing life from death, was perhaps a lingering pain in his heart.
Chu Yihan held the back of her head, deepening the kiss.
Concerned about his emotions, Su Yingxue didn’t resist.
After the kiss, Su Yingxue originally intended to inquire about Saint Ruan’s condition. If he was dead, it would suffice. But if not, she wanted to discuss more about poison with him. After all, it was their shared expertise.
However, the commotion at Marquis’s Manor’s entrance made her frown.
Chu Yihan held her hand. “Shall 1 accompany you back?”
Su Yingxue shook her head. “1 can handle the matters at home. It’s not necessary.”
Chu Yihan affectionately ruffled her hair and let her go.
Upon entering the Marquis’s Manor, the servants seemed flustered. She grabbed someone randomly to ask.
That person looked panicked. “Marquis, he…”
“What happened to my father?” Su Yingxue frowned.
Unable to explain clearly, Su Yingxue sought out the steward and Zhilan. However, Zhilan was nowhere to be found. Instead, she encountered the steward in Su Dingheng’s courtyard, about to say something.
But before the steward could speak, Su Yingxue heard a scolding voice, “You’ve got the nerve to come back! You’re killing Marquis!”
Liu Shulan covered her face with a handkerchief, her eyes red from crying.
Su Yingxue sensed something amiss. Upon entering Su Dingheng’s room, she found a doctor holding medicine. Su Dingheng lay on the bed, breathing weakly.
Approaching Su Dingheng’s bedside, just as she grabbed his hand to check his pulse, Su Dingheng’s eyes widened. “Save me… Shuli, Long Shuli, save me!”
Su Yingxue’s thoughts were disturbed by his words. “Why call me ‘mother’? What do you remember about her?”
Suddenly curious about her mother, Su Yingxue realized Su Dingheng seemed delirious. After uttering her mother’s name, he began to vomit, half-conscious.
Liu Shulan sobbed for a while before pushing her away from Su Dingheng’s bedside. “The doctor has already come to diagnose. The Marquis is poisoned, and what poisoned him is the furniture you bought for him. Su Yingxue, you are already in charge of the Marquis’s Manor, but I didn’t expect you to be so cruel that you would even kill your father. Is your ambition that big?”
Liu Shulan’s cries terrified the steward and the servants.
Su Yingxue had plotted against her biological father!
“Get out of my way! I haven’t even taken his pulse. Where did you find a doctor to conclude this?” Su Yingxue’s expression turned sharp.
She glanced at the so-called doctor, dressed in plain clothes with a long beard but was unable to meet her gaze. She couldn’t discern his supposed exceptional medical skills.
“Doctor Huang is the most reputable in True Medicine Center. Would he deceive the Marquis’s Manor?” Liu Shulan’s eyes flashed with determination. “I won’t let you near Marquis to harm him again!”
“I’ll say it again, move aside!”
Su Yingxue didn’t have the patience to argue. Su Dingheng’s condition appeared severe. She needed to heal him and discover why he called her mother’s name.
As Liu Shulan persisted, Su Yingxue pushed her away. She fell to the ground, crying out. Soldiers burst in from outside the door..