Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Chu Yihan gazed at Saint Ruan flaunting his surgical tools and wanted to ask Su Yingxue why he didn’t have one!
Su Yingxue, sensing his intense gaze, quickly embraced him. “This is for surgery, Your Highness. You don’t need it.”
Su Yingxue turned around and bared her teeth at Saint Ruan as if she were scolding him. “What are you messing around?”
She had given him surgical tools to enhance their collaborative study of surgery, not for him to flaunt .
She wanted to cut him with surgical tools!
Chu Yihan, upon hearing Su Yingxue’s explanation, visibly softened. However, Saint Ruan’s provocation…
Chu Yihan extended his hand, and with a surge of internal energy, he immediately snapped a branch and sucked it over. He snapped his fingers, and the branch flew towards Saint Ruan like a sharp knife, cutting off the chopsticks he was about to use to eat.
Staring at the broken chopsticks, Saint Ruan exclaimed, “D*mn!”
“I don’t need to wield a knife. Anything in my hands can be a knife,” Chu Yihan stated lightly.
He then sat down to have dinner with Su Yingxue. However, Saint Ruan found it difficult to eat.
This was too infuriating!
He merely flaunted his surgical tools, and Chu Yihan slapped him in the face!
This tsundere man was truly not to be underestimated!
After Saint Ruan left, Chu Yihan disclosed an important matter to Su Yingxue. “Tomorrow at the palace banquet, the West Pavilion Master of the Silver Moon Pavilion will be present. Imperial Brother will also discuss the details of the four-year cooperation between the Silver Moon Pavilion and the imperial court.”
“West Pavilion Master? Wu Dao!” Su Yingxue blurted out.
“You know him?” Chu Yihan was slightly surprised. He hadn’t informed Su Yingxue about this and hadn’t introduced her to Wu Dao.
“I must go tomorrow. I’m afraid that Wu Dao and my mother have an even closer relationship…” Su Yingxue explained.
She had shared with Chu Yihan about encountering Wu Dao in court and during surgery. Wu Dao’s presence always made her uneasy, especially when he mentioned her mother. She hoped to learn more about her mother’s whereabouts from him.
“Stay away from him,” Chu Yihan urged his eyes revealing a sense of gravity. Having interacted with Wu Dao before, he knew the depth of his abilities. Despite the other person growing immensely powerful over the years, he was no match for Wu Dao. Wu Dao had almost overturned the Nine Continents many years ago, and Chu Yihan felt the need to caution Su Yingxue.
Unable to resist, Su Yingxue added, “But if there are clues about my mother’s death on him, I want to give it a try.”
“You must inform me, and let me accompany you.” Chu Yihan insisted.
Su Yingxue stood on her tiptoes and kissed him on the chin. “Alright.”
She appreciated the way he involved her in every decision.
After falling into the trap of the palace banquet last time, Su Yingxue inquired about the timing of this event. However, she hadn’t expected it to be held at noon this time, with lively activities planned for the afternoon.
As Su Yingxue entered the palace with Zhilan, she began devising a plan for the upcoming events.
Fortunately, nothing happened during the meal. She even enjoyed singing and dancing for a while.
The dancers had graceful figures, and their dance steps were light and mesmerizing. Su Yingxue was admiring them when she suddenly saw a face that made her feel nauseous.
“Miss, isn’t this the Second Young Miss? When did she become a palace dancer?” Zhilan, standing beside Su Yingxue, frowned and whispered..