Chapter 118: A Graceful Old Demon
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
“I went to the prince’s mansion to deliver medicine to Your Highness on behalf of Miss. Every time Your Highness received the medicine, his expression was exceedingly joyful. He couldn’t help but inquire about the Miss’s condition, whether she was doing well or not, and even asked if there was anything she lacked. If it weren’t for his sincerity, given Your Highness’s status, why would he bother like this?”
...Su Yingxue’s gaze became somewhat uneasy. “That’s… just Your Highness being courteous! After all, concocting medicine for his injuries does have some benefits.”
“Miss, don’t be disingenuous! Could it be that you truly don’t like Your Highness? In our Great Cheng Dynasty, many women hold admiration for Your Highness and harbor dreams of marrying him! Your Highness has only eyes for you!” Zhilan looked at Su Yingxue with eager eyes.
She hoped to catch a glimpse of concern on Su Yingxue’s face.
However, after observing for a while, Su Yingxue’s expression remained cold.
Su Yingxue calmly said, “That’s enough, let’s not mention this again. You may leave now.”
Zhilan hesitated, but she sensed from Su Yingxue’s demeanor that if she continued, Su Yingxue would become angry.
Zhilan quietly withdrew.
Su Yingxue held her mother’s medical book in her hand, yet her mind was filled with thoughts of Chu Yihan.
Tsk, he truly was a vexing old demon!
In the Capital Prefecture, Liang Jin was preparing to open court for a trial when a subordinate suddenly reported that the Ninth Prince had arrived.
Liang Jin hastily set aside his tasks, tidied his attire, and proceeded to the inner hall to pay his respects to Chu Yihan.
Chu Yihan, draped in a purple-gold python robe, sat composedly on the grand chair, exuding an inexplicable pressure.
The air within the entire inner hall seemed to thin out.
Liang Jin knelt down and respectfully inquired, “I wonder why Your Highness has graced us with your presence?”
Chu Yihan wasn’t someone who would casually visit Capital Prefecture for amusement.
Holding Su Yingxue’s jade pendant, Chu Yihan’s tone was composed, yet it carried a powerful weight. “I have specific instructions regarding Su Yingxue’s case. Pay close attention.”
Liang Jin bowed his head, saying, “Your Highness, please give your orders.”
“No matter the crime Su Yingxue may have committed, no matter her transgressions, 1 will not allow anyone to harm her even a hair’s breadth.” Chu Yihan’s gaze fixed on him, akin to a newly unsheathed blade, radiating its sharpness.
Liang Jin’s heart trembled involuntarily.
However, he couldn’t deceive Chu Yihan. “Your Highness, based on my investigation, Su Yingxue did indeed injure Wu Hongtao. 1 beg Your Highness’s forgiveness, but I cannot shield Miss Su.”
“Whether you shield her or not is your affair. However, if you dare let Capital Prefecture’s constables harm Su Yingxue, I wouldn’t mind demolishing Capital Prefecture and reducing it to rubble once your verdict is delivered.”
Chu Yihan’s thin lips casually uttered these words, appearing nonchalant, yet a trace of mischief lingered in his eyes.
But to Liang Jin, this statement was like an enormous weight pressing on his chest.
He would never shield Su Yingxue. The crime must be met with punishment!
Yet, Chu Yihan’s words suggested the potential demolition of Capital Prefecture…
Liang Jin closed his eyes. He understood that Chu Yihan had never made empty threats.
In Capital Prefecture, outside the courtroom, a crowd of onlookers had gathered. Although they came to witness the spectacle, they remained silent, not daring to utter a sound.
Holding an account book, Su Yingxue stood in the defendant’s spot.
Opposite her, Wu Hongtao stood with the support of a crutch.
His injuries hadn’t fully healed. His face was pale, and even standing was a struggle, causing sweat to bead on his forehead.
Nevertheless, he persisted in attending the trial.
Su Yingxue chuckled inwardly.. Just how deep was his animosity towards her, to summon such strong determination to confront her in court?
Chapter 118: A Graceful Old Demon
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
“I went to the prince’s mansion to deliver medicine to Your Highness on behalf of Miss. Every time Your Highness received the medicine, his expression was exceedingly joyful. He couldn’t help but inquire about the Miss’s condition, whether she was doing well or not, and even asked if there was anything she lacked. If it weren’t for his sincerity, given Your Highness’s status, why would he bother like this?”
...Su Yingxue’s gaze became somewhat uneasy. “That’s… just Your Highness being courteous! After all, concocting medicine for his injuries does have some benefits.”
“Miss, don’t be disingenuous! Could it be that you truly don’t like Your Highness? In our Great Cheng Dynasty, many women hold admiration for Your Highness and harbor dreams of marrying him! Your Highness has only eyes for you!” Zhilan looked at Su Yingxue with eager eyes.
She hoped to catch a glimpse of concern on Su Yingxue’s face.
However, after observing for a while, Su Yingxue’s expression remained cold.
Su Yingxue calmly said, “That’s enough, let’s not mention this again. You may leave now.”
Zhilan hesitated, but she sensed from Su Yingxue’s demeanor that if she continued, Su Yingxue would become angry.
Zhilan quietly withdrew.
Su Yingxue held her mother’s medical book in her hand, yet her mind was filled with thoughts of Chu Yihan.
Tsk, he truly was a vexing old demon!
In the Capital Prefecture, Liang Jin was preparing to open court for a trial when a subordinate suddenly reported that the Ninth Prince had arrived.
Liang Jin hastily set aside his tasks, tidied his attire, and proceeded to the inner hall to pay his respects to Chu Yihan.
Chu Yihan, draped in a purple-gold python robe, sat composedly on the grand chair, exuding an inexplicable pressure.
The air within the entire inner hall seemed to thin out.
Liang Jin knelt down and respectfully inquired, “I wonder why Your Highness has graced us with your presence?”
Chu Yihan wasn’t someone who would casually visit Capital Prefecture for amusement.
Holding Su Yingxue’s jade pendant, Chu Yihan’s tone was composed, yet it carried a powerful weight. “I have specific instructions regarding Su Yingxue’s case. Pay close attention.”
Liang Jin bowed his head, saying, “Your Highness, please give your orders.”
“No matter the crime Su Yingxue may have committed, no matter her transgressions, 1 will not allow anyone to harm her even a hair’s breadth.” Chu Yihan’s gaze fixed on him, akin to a newly unsheathed blade, radiating its sharpness.
Liang Jin’s heart trembled involuntarily.
However, he couldn’t deceive Chu Yihan. “Your Highness, based on my investigation, Su Yingxue did indeed injure Wu Hongtao. 1 beg Your Highness’s forgiveness, but I cannot shield Miss Su.”
“Whether you shield her or not is your affair. However, if you dare let Capital Prefecture’s constables harm Su Yingxue, I wouldn’t mind demolishing Capital Prefecture and reducing it to rubble once your verdict is delivered.”
Chu Yihan’s thin lips casually uttered these words, appearing nonchalant, yet a trace of mischief lingered in his eyes.
But to Liang Jin, this statement was like an enormous weight pressing on his chest.
He would never shield Su Yingxue. The crime must be met with punishment!
Yet, Chu Yihan’s words suggested the potential demolition of Capital Prefecture…
Liang Jin closed his eyes. He understood that Chu Yihan had never made empty threats.
In Capital Prefecture, outside the courtroom, a crowd of onlookers had gathered. Although they came to witness the spectacle, they remained silent, not daring to utter a sound.
Holding an account book, Su Yingxue stood in the defendant’s spot.
Opposite her, Wu Hongtao stood with the support of a crutch.
His injuries hadn’t fully healed. His face was pale, and even standing was a struggle, causing sweat to bead on his forehead.
Nevertheless, he persisted in attending the trial.
Su Yingxue chuckled inwardly.. Just how deep was his animosity towards her, to summon such strong determination to confront her in court?
