Chapter 4: Surprisingly able to speak up to an ugly woman!

If it were any other time, when Xuan Yuan Yuda heard these words from Ye Hanjue, he would have shut up and backed down, taking the opportunity to stop. But today, for some reason, Xuan Yuan Yuda's head heated up, and he couldn't help but say, "Ninth Prince, she is my fiancée, I... Oops..."

Before Xuan Yuan Yuda could finish his sentence, he felt a surge of pressure enveloping him, as if his heart and lungs were being torn apart. Then a sweet and metallic taste rose in his throat, and he couldn't hold it back, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Then Xuan Yuan Yuda felt his knees giving way uncontrollably, and with a "thud," he knelt on the ground, his face contorted in pain.

The onlookers were stunned by this scene, unable to close their mouths.

The sound of his knees colliding with the flagstones made everyone wince in sympathy.

It was obvious that the Regent Prince was angry, but why?

Before anyone could figure it out, a cold and ruthless voice came from the carriage, sounding as if it had come from the depths of hell, "Kill!"

As soon as the word fell, the black-clad guards clearing the way for the Regent Prince's carriage sprang into action.

The blades rose and fell, their edges invisible, only the gleam of the blades was visible.

In just a moment, the dozen or so guards and maidservant Cui'er by Crown Prince Xuan Yuan Yuda's side all fell into a pool of blood without even reacting.

Although Xuan Yuan Yuda, who was kneeling on the ground, narrowly escaped, he was splattered with blood, some of which even dripped from his forehead to his nose and then fell to the ground.

Looking at the pool of blood in front of his knees, Xuan Yuan Yuda was both shocked and afraid, trembling with fear.

"Block the way, die!"

Ye Hanjue's voice rang out again, filled with a strong killing intent.

And now, who else dared to stand in the middle of the street besides Crown Prince Xuan Yuan Yuda?

Under the gaze of the crowd, as a prince of the country, it would be very embarrassing to just dodge away like this.

But the overwhelming killing intent and the restless snorting of the five horses ultimately made fear take over. The Crown Prince dared not risk his life, so he scrambled to his feet and ran away in a panic.

As soon as Xuan Yuan Yuda moved, the horses reared up and galloped, so that when Xuan Yuan Yuda had just reached the side of the road, the carriage brushed past him.

If he had been even a second later, the Crown Prince would have been trampled to death or maimed by the five spirited horses.

Not to mention Xuan Yuan Yuda himself, even the passersby on both sides couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

The carriage quickly disappeared from view, and the street quickly returned to silence, while Crown Prince Xuan Yuan Yuda, red-eyed, stared in the direction the carriage had left, unable to hold on any longer, and collapsed with a "bang"...

Regent Prince's Mansion—

Su Ziyue lay on the bed, still in a deep sleep, but she seemed very restless, as if she could wake up at any moment, and her face was flushed from the effects of the medicine.

Sitting by Su Ziyue's bedside, a man in blue was taking her pulse through a handkerchief.

"How is she?" Ye Hanjue's voice betrayed no emotion, but his icy gaze almost froze the man, Fei Yuyang, who was taking Su Ziyue's pulse.

Fei Yuyang felt a chill down his spine and quickly said, "She's been poisoned by the 'Enchantress' from the Immortal Physician Pavilion, and there is no antidote..."

At this point, Fei Yuyang felt a chill down his spine and quickly added, "But Your Highness, you can help her detoxify..."

Anyone, even a man, could help her detoxify... but he didn't dare say that.

After all, the look in Ye Hanjue's eyes was already dangerously intense, and he didn't want to be the first person to be killed by that look.

Thinking of this, Fei Yuyang couldn't help but glance at Su Ziyue's face on the bed.

It was said that the Third Miss of the Marquis of Wuan's Mansion had been poisoned by food and had her face ruined, but if he wasn't mistaken, that poison wasn't just any ordinary food poisoning, but...

It was deliberately done.

After all, that poison wasn't something that could be easily obtained.

The poison could be cured, but the difficult part was obtaining the complete antidote...

What surprised him, however, was not the poison on Su San's face, but Ye Hanjue's attitude towards this woman.

He had thought that after that woman left, Ye Hanjue had already cut off his feelings, after all, these two years of being with him day and night had really been like walking on thin ice.

But now it seemed that Ye Hanjue was not cutting off his feelings, but rather the blow from that incident had made his tastes heavier...

Fei Yuyang's gaze fell on Su Ziyue, and Ye Hanjue's face grew even colder, and he squeezed out a single word through his teeth, "Get out—"

Fei Yuyang shivered and, holding the medicine box, ran out.

Just as he reached the door, Fei Yuyang, out of professional ethics, reminded, "Although you've given her the Clear Heart Pill, it can only temporarily suppress the toxicity. If you don't detoxify her soon, she's likely to explode..."

Before he could finish his sentence, Fei Yuyang, under Ye Hanjue's icy gaze, quickly rolled out.

Ye Hanjue stood by the bed, his deep gaze fixed on Su Ziyue, and as he watched her become increasingly distressed, he finally leaned down and suppressed her...

Outside the door—

Fei Yuyang held his breath and quietly withdrew his head.

Heavens!

What did he just see?

Ye Hanjue, he... he actually really has developed a taste for it, he can actually go down on an ugly woman!

No, he had to go and ask Yueying what was going on!

Just as Fei Yuyang turned around, the door slammed shut, cutting off the view of the room...

...

Su Ziyue was awakened by the pain.

But before she could open her eyes, she felt someone beside her.

Her heart tightened, and Su Ziyue suddenly opened her eyes, and when she saw the person by the bed, she was slightly stunned.

It was a maidservant in apricot-colored clothes, who was standing quietly holding a large tray.

Seeing Su Ziyue wake up, the maidservant respectfully bowed to Su Ziyue, "This servant, Yinglan, pays respects to the Princess."

Consort? Su Ziyue was shocked.

She sat up from the bed, taking in a sharp breath as she recalled the incredibly powerful man she had seen before losing consciousness yesterday. They called him... the Regent.

"Where is your lord?" Su Ziyue asked.

After all, she had taken advantage of the situation while under the influence of the medicine, so she should express some remorse, right?

Moreover, that man didn't seem like someone to be trifled with, and she didn't want to make an enemy out of him. So, if he was angry about last night's incident... she would have to find a way to appease him. What else could she do? She had already slept!

Ying Lan thought Su Ziyue wanted to see the lord and said, "The lord went to court early this morning and should be back in about half an hour."

Su Ziyue nodded at the words and looked at the tray in Ying Lan's hand. "Is that my clothing?"

On the tray was a neatly folded red garment adorned with gold thread. Even without unfolding it, one could tell from the intricate embroidery that the clothing was luxurious and precious.

But the color scheme inexplicably reminded her of the phoenix coronet and robes... Stop!

What am I thinking?

Ying Lan said, "This was personally prepared by the lord for the consort. I will help the consort change."

Su Ziyue didn't refuse, mainly because she was unfamiliar with the dressing process in this era.

However, as Ying Lan helped her change, Su Ziyue couldn't help but remind her, "I haven't married your lord, so it might not be appropriate for you to call me consort."

Being addressed like that gave the illusion that they were already married. She had already taken advantage of him once, and to do so again would be simply intolerable.

Ying Lan replied, "Yes, Consort."

Su Ziyue: "..."