Cold and Aloof, Jealous

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Su Yingxue couldn’t help but laugh. Qin Muyan was persistent!

However, his persistence was adorable, and it didn’t cause any annoyance.

She gave Qin Muyan the medicine and then returned to Chu Yihan’s side.

As she entered the room, she caught sight of Zi Wei.

He was accustomed to lurking in the darkness, not showing himself or causing any disturbance. But whenever she was in danger, he would immediately stand in front of her.

That sense of security was truly comforting.

Su Yingxue smiled at him.

In the darkness, Zi Wei’s cold heart skipped a beat.

Her smile was so beautiful.

Being by Chu Yihan’s side made him less icy. When he wasn’t sleepy, he would engage in casual conversation with her.

As they discussed the palace’s situation that day, Su Yingxue gained insight into Chu Yihan’s thoughts. She understood why he hadn’t seized the throne and instead allowed Chu Mingyuan to sit on it.

It was his way of punishing Chu Mingyuan.

However, the empress’s behavior surprised Su Yingxue.

Seated at the head of the bed, with her right hand interlocked with Chu Yihan’s left, Su Yingxue asked, “Why did she go to the imperial study today? Isn’t she afraid you’ll kill her?”

The empress must be afraid of death!

Especially of Chu Yihan.

“She wasn’t looking for the imperial brother,” Chu Yihan replied calmly. “She was looking for her son.”

“Her son? Speaking of Chu Chengye, I wonder if he’s still alive. Should I go take a look?”

Suddenly, Su Yingxue remembered poisoning Chu Chengye. Could he be dead now?

The poison was potent, and if a person had weak willpower, they might succumb to the torment and end their suffering.

“Don’t go!” Chu Yihan pressed her down, his strength domineering. “What does his life and death have to do with you? Do you still want to see him?”

The last question carried a dangerous tone.

It sent shivers down Su Yingxue’s arms.

Shaking her head, she said, “No, let him be. It wouldn’t be a loss if he dies anyway.”

Su Yingxue’s indifferent attitude reassured Chu Yihan. His smile deepened.

“What are you laughing at, Your Highness? I don’t care if Chu Chengye lives or dies. Are you that happy?” Su Yingxue couldn’t understand.

Chu Yihan nodded. “Yes. Ever since you fell in love with him, I’ve wanted to kill him for a long time.”

Su Yingxue was shocked. “Really?”

Chu Chengye was Chu Yihan’s nephew after all!

Was the imperial uncle so ruthless?

“When he made you cry, I broke his leg,” Chu Yihan mentioned casually.

Su Yingxue recalled the incident and slapped her thigh. “So it was Your Highness’s doing back then!”

Two years ago, she had confessed her feelings to Chu Chengye, urged by Su Yurou. Chu Chengye publicly embarrassed her by rejecting her. She returned home in tears.

A few days later, she heard that Chu Chengye had broken his leg while riding a horse.

So it wasn’t an accident.

Someone was jealous.

Su Yingxue touched Chu Yihan’s face, feeling extremely sweet in her heart.

Despite his high and aloof appearance, he was truly attractive.

He loved her so much.

The night was still young, and she fell asleep leaning against Chu Yihan as he slept beside her.

Later in the night, Su Qingzhi came to check on them.

Su Wei followed behind him. They reached the door and saw Su Yingxue and Chu Yihan asleep on the bed. Su Wei immediately spoke up, “Master, isn’t this against the rules? After all, Miss and Your Highness haven’t…”

Su Qingzhi interrupted him with a push and took him outside.

He instructed Zhilan to close the door and guard the medicine hut, not allowing any servants from the residence to approach.