The Useless Miracle Doctor Consort Is Spoiled Rotten by the Prince!

Chapter 848: Chapter 846 Going to Great Wei Dynasty, Verifying Identity

All Hong was somewhat worried, but since the order had come from the Ninth Prince and it was for the sake of his master’s health, he could only silently mourn for Chu Yifeng in his heart.

Su Yingxue was no Rong Sheng; her combat effectiveness was absolutely off the charts!

Rong Sheng and Chu Yihan exchanged a glance, with Rong Sheng sensing that Chu Yihan had something to say to him, so he led him onto the balcony.

At that moment, the sun was setting in the west, the sky adorned with splendid colors, casting a picturesque scene upon their white robes.

However, Rong Sheng’s expression remained cold. “What is it, Ninth Prince?”

He didn’t believe that Chu Yihan had come to speak with him about Chu Yifeng’s matters.

“This box, earlier it displayed an image that was left by Yingxue’s mother, Princess Shu Li. Your Highness is asking on Yingxue’s behalf, do you know how to operate it? Can that image appear again?” Chu Yihan handed the white box to Rong Sheng.

Rong Sheng took it and looked it over, shaking his head, “That was a recording. After Wu Dao died, this box became useless.”

Having said that, Chu Yihan turned to leave.

“Wait.”

Rong Sheng’s expression suddenly turned grave, “You were reluctant to give me the box that day, but now, you trust me with it?”

Chu Yihan admitted frankly, “Of course I didn’t want to give it to you, for fear you would travel back and no one would be able to save Chu Yifeng, but Your Highness does not have the right to decide another person’s life.”

Therefore, he still handed the box over to Rong Sheng.

Whether she chose to travel back or to stay by Chu Yifeng’s side was her own decision to make.

“You…”

A ripple stirred in Rong Sheng’s heart.

Chu Yihan and Chu Yifeng were born of the same mother, but their characters were worlds apart.

If she had obtained the box that day, she might have entertained the thought of going back, but now…

Rong Sheng’s slender hands, holding the box, trembled lightly.

When Chu Yihan returned to the room, Su Yingxue had just finished wiping her hands. She hopped over and clung to Chu Yihan’s arm, “Hubby, everything’s been taken care of. Your brother has taken his medicine and gone to sleep.”

“Did he take his medicine and fall asleep, or did you knock him out?”

“He was knocked unconscious after his medication.”

Su Yingxue explained, “I gave him an injection of anesthetic so that after his whole body became numb, I forcibly administered the medicine. After that, I knocked him out to prevent any fuss. This way, he can rest in his sleep, how peaceful.”

“Hmm, not bad.”

Chu Yihan praised her and then led her away.

If not for his years at Silver Moon Pavilion, Ah Hong would have found it hard to accept just how unusual the Ninth Prince was as a younger brother.

But he turned back to glance at the unconscious Chu Yifeng on the bed and sighed softly, “Both are the same.”

The two brothers were equally extraordinary in character. Now that Chu Yifeng had been knocked senseless and disciplined by his sister-in-law, there was nothing surprising about it.

It was Rong Sheng, however.

Ah Hong saw Rong Sheng holding a box as she went to the side chamber.

She still couldn’t leave Chu Yifeng’s room, or the poison would torment her, but her steps carried a hint of urgency.

She was not like her usual self, cold and noble.

Yungui City bordered the Four Nations and was also near the Great Wei Capital. Knowing that there was a way through the underground market to reach the Great Wei Capital directly, Chu Yihan set out with Su Yingxue.

The people of the underground market, not often graced with the celestial-like beauty of Chu Yihan and Su Yingxue, began to entertain some thoughts when they appeared.

But the overwhelming power radiating from Chu Yihan, along with the Qingfeng Sword in his hand, instantly quelled any such notions among the people of the market.

Unapproachable, indeed.

On the Zhuiejing Building, Mu Fei stood on the Xi Lou, fanning himself as he overlooked the scenery of the market.