Chapter 701: Don’t Talk, Kiss You
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Chu Chengye was becoming impatient. He thought now was the best time to kill Chu Yihan!
“Don’t rush. Su Yingxue doesn’t stand a chance, and she won’t even imagine dying at the hands of her beloved!” Su Jinxuan whispered sinisterly, like a demon from hell.
He stealthily approached and launched three hidden weapons at Chu Yihan from behind Su Yingxue.
Chu Yihan swung his sword and knocked them down, but his gaze turned fierce. “You lied to me!”
“I didn’t! Your Highness, I won’t harm you! I promised to cure your bloodthirst!”
Su Yingxue shook her head. She hadn’t cured Chu Yihan yet, the silver needle in her sleeve remained unused.
Behind Su Yingxue, Zi Wei swiftly intervened and tangled up Su Jinxuan. He would never allow Su Yingxue to be harmed!
Seeing Su Jinxuan’s success, Chu Chengye noticed Chu Yihan becoming wary of Su Yingxue and grinned maliciously. “Well done! Chu Yihan, go ahead! Kill the woman you love with your own hands. Then I’ll capture you and let Father execute you to vent his anger!”
No longer in a hurry, he waited for Chu Yihan to kill Su Yingxue.
However, when Chu Yihan moved towards Su Yingxue, she discarded the red jade soft whip and rushed to embrace him.
“You…” At the last moment, Chu Yihan angled his sword, allowing Su Yingxue to hug him.
Su Yingxue’s soft voice came from his embrace. “Your Highness, see? I won’t hurt you, will I?”
Yes! Chu Yihan didn’t feel pain, but his heart raced!
“Thump, thump…” His chest felt like it would burst!
“Alt!” He roared in agony.
His body felt like it was about to burst open.
“Your Highness, calm down, don’t get agitated!” Seizing the opportunity, Su Yingxue fed him medicine and gently patted his chest.
Soon, his chest heaving subsided.
Tears of relief filled Su Yingxue’s eyes. “Your Highness, it’s alright now…”
He wouldn’t kill anymore.
Chu Yihan felt extremely uncomfortable, with his meridians throbbing all over his body. Every blood vessel felt like it was about to burst. However, the person holding him was like a soothing rain, gradually dissipating the sudden heat from his body.
“Your Highness, don’t speak. My kiss will soothe you.” Su Yingxue sensed his expanding meridians and acted quickly to prevent them from bursting.
Chu Yihan winced in pain, his brows furrowing. Su Yingxue cradled his face, not minding the blood on his face. Her soft lips gently brushed over his eyebrows, and nose bridge, and finally landed on his thin lips.
Finally, she fed him the spring water extracted from Medicine King Valley.
“Cold…” A sudden chill coursed through him.
Su Yingxue hugged him. “Calm down, Your Highness. Once the medicine takes effect, you won’t feel pain anymore…”
As Chu Yihan relaxed, Su Yingxue inserted a silver needle into his neck.
“Eh!” After a slight sting, Chu Yihan’s body temperature gradually dropped. He felt drowsy and heavy.
Struggling to keep his eyes open, he hoarsely whispered, “Yingxue…”
His illness had flared up again.
Su Yingxue was still in his arms. Had he hurt her?
“Your Highness, it’s alright now. Rest well,” Su Yingxue murmured.
Su Yingxue’s delicate and boneless hand gently patted Chu Yihan’s back, tenderly comforting him.