Chapter 1506: Chapter 1501: Plotting the Scheme

She dragged Saint Ruan out and, gripping his ear, instructed him, “You must not tell Sisi the bad news. Encourage her every day, let her know that she can survive, can stand up, can recover her appearance!”

“What a load of crap! It’s already good enough if she survives, and you’re demanding so much? Don’t you realize her condition?” Saint Ruan rolled his eyes at Su Yingxue.

In his view, for Lin Sisi to survive was to barely cling onto life thanks to the combined medical skills of him, Su Yingxue, and Rong Sheng.

Not to mention an Imperial Consort Xiao willing to sacrifice for her.

The things Su Yingxue was talking about were far too idealistic. From the perspective of a poison doctor like him, that was simply impossible.

“I am aware of that, but Sisi must survive. Not only because so many of us are working hard and hoping for it, but because Jin Ling is waiting for her.”

Su Yingxue’s gaze turned serious, and within those beautiful eyes, there was a tinge of sorrow, “My husband and I owe Jin Ling a Princess, a wedding. We don’t want him to live with regrets for life. Saint Ruan, do you understand?”

Saint Ruan, who was often quick-tempered, was deeply pierced by the words “live with regrets for life,” striking a corner of his heart that he thought he had long forgotten and should have remained so.

His face quickly darkened, and he turned away, no longer paying attention to Su Yingxue.

Su Yingxue chased after him, speaking softly behind him, “I didn’t mean to provoke you, I am truly grateful, Saint Ruan. But please, I entrust Sisi’s matter to you.”

“Get the hell out.”

Saint Ruan pushed Su Yingxue out and locked his own room door.

He was going to prepare medicine for Lin Sisi; he would do his utmost to cure her!

Because that… was all he could do for Su Yingxue.

“Saint Ruan, my daughter, you must indulge her even if you don’t want to! Otherwise, I will beat you to death on her behalf!”

When Saint Ruan closed his eyes, he recalled Long Shuli, her beauty, and her arrogance, deeply etched in his mind. Every conversation she had with him always mentioned that girl.

That girl, that girl.

Too much time had passed, decades had gone by.

He had nearly forgotten her name—was it Rou’er, Fang’er, or Jing’er?

He couldn’t remember anymore.

But if he didn’t take good care of Su Yingxue, he was truly afraid that when he was sent to hell and met Long Shuli’s spirit, in front of that girl, Long Shuli would beat him up!

How embarrassing that would be.

After Su Yingxue settled Lin Sisi, she returned to the palace to see Chu Yihan. He had already taken care of all affairs. Their plan was to release news, then disguise themselves and “inconspicuously” visit the Imperial Mausoleum.

However, Chu Yihan said he wanted to leave later.

Su Yingxue looked at the sky, fearing that if it was any later, the city gates would be closed.

Yet Chu Yihan replied, “Just an incense stick of time will suffice.”

Su Yingxue did not know what he was waiting for, but then she heard Sun Wu come to report from outside the door, “Emperor, the Crown Prince has returned from horseback riding practice, tired, and has fallen asleep on the dragon throne.”

Upon hearing this, Chu Yihan immediately stood up and moved forward, concealing his breath.

Chu Heng, tiny and curled up, fit perfectly on the wide dragon throne, comfortably lying there asleep.

Chu Yihan saw his round baby face—he had fair and translucent skin, and his sleeping face looked utterly placid and lovely.

Chu Yihan gently picked him up and sat him on his lap in the wheelchair. Chu Heng, deep in sleep, wriggled into a comfortable position in his arms and started to breathe heavily in slumber.

Su Yingxue found him so adorable that she wanted to pinch his little cheeks.

Raising Heng’er to this age, she found the most amusing thing was to hold the child, to kiss and pinch him, which could soften her heart completely.

Chu Yihan held him, his gaze tenderly fixed upon the child. Su Yingxue saw for the first time the glow of a loving father in him.

He had always been the strictest with Heng’er.

He said that Heng’er, as the Crown Prince of a nation, would bear a great burden in the future, and he must endure it.

But now…

Su Yingxue saw Chu Yihan lean down to kiss him, a tear escaping from the corner of his eye.

He truly loved Heng’er.

This love, in the name of a father, transformed into strict guidance and fell upon Heng’er.

Chu Yihan, sick, wouldn’t let Heng’er visit him for fear the child would see him and feel heartache.

Now that it was time to depart, naturally, he found it hard to let go.

Chu Yihan held him for the time it takes to burn an incense stick, and seeing that he was about to wake up, he patted his little bottom to coax him, allowing him to continue sleeping peacefully. Then he had Sun Wu bring his dragon robe.

He covered Heng’er with the dragon robe and placed him back on the dragon throne.

In front of Chu Heng was the imperial table, beneath was the dragon throne, upon him was the dragon robe, and by his pillow lay the imperial seal.

This was all his father, the emperor, could provide for him.

Chu Heng dreamt of joyous scenes, hugging the dragon robe tightly, as if murmuring in his dreams, “Father, Heng’er waits for your return.”

The news of Su Yingxue and Chu Yihan leaving the palace spread quickly, and many citizens saw a lavish carriage, discreetly departing from the palace gate, heading towards the city gates.

A pair of gloomy eyes followed the carriage, and after it left the city, they pursued it somewhat brazenly.

He followed for three days until he saw the carriage enter the Imperial Mausoleum.

The Imperial Mausoleum, a place where generations of emperors were laid to rest.

After the carriage of Chu Yihan and Su Yingxue entered the Imperial Mausoleum, it was heavily guarded, and no further information could be gleaned. ‘Lan Qier’, after circling the area for a day, became impatient when her martial arts were not sufficient to gain entry, “All these guards are Imperial Guards, my martial arts skills are not enough, there is no way to inspect the situation, it’s unknown whether Chu Yihan is indeed dead!”

Yun Dan, wearing a black hood, was more composed and shrewder than before, “How cunning are Chu Yihan and Su Yingxue? Your impulsiveness will surely play right into their hands! We should not make any rash moves unless the funeral is announced!”

She also took hold of the hand of the man beside her, urging him to stay calm.

Indeed, ‘Lan Qier’ was not a woman but a man who had painstakingly trained in bone-shrinking technique to disguise himself as a woman and enter the palace as a consort!

He was the last of the Lan family lineage.

There was, in fact, no Lan Qier in the Lan family; his real name was Lan Qi, the brother of Lan Ling. Lan Ling knew that the Lan family members were destined to serve the Imperial family for a lifetime, the future uncertain, and didn’t want his brother to lead the same life, so he sent him away from the household at a young age. Later, when Lan Qi wished to acknowledge his ancestry, the Lan family suffered a tragic annihilation, and Lan Ling was killed by Chu Mingyuan, the entire Lan clan perished!

Lan Qi loathed the Chu royal family to the core. They had squeezed everything out of the Lan family, used them thoroughly, and then brutally exterminated the whole clan, which was despicable!

He had been lying in wait for a long time, swearing to avenge the Lan family, to overthrow the Chu empire, and to exterminate all the emperors of the Chu family!

Chu Yihan must die!

Otherwise, he could not face Lan Ling, his brother, nor could he consider himself worthy of the Lan family bloodline.

Yun Dan just happened to meet him, and through their cooperation, they painstakingly seized the opportunity to utilize Chu Yihan’s intention to support the Lan family, weaving such a conspiracy to plant a gu worm in Chu Yihan’s brain.

Now, it was the critical moment to take his life!

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