Chapter 1650 -1643: Chu Yifeng is Going Back to Jiang Du City 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚

After discussing with the others, Chu Yihan decided on their route.

Chu Yifeng would take Zuo Qingqing back to Jiang Du City and continue sending people to track down the whereabouts of Demon Eye.

As for Chu Yihan, he needed to recuperate. He brought Su Yingxue along to escort Zi Wei and Yue Lian back to Lingnan.

Su Yingxue asked Chu Yifeng to bring a letter back to Chu Heng, “Tell Heng’er, I may stay in Lingnan to observe Yue Lian’s illness for some time. I won’t return to Jiang Du City so soon, so he shouldn’t worry.”

“Understood.” Chu Yifeng shook his folding fan, looking indifferent.

Yet, held in his arms, Zuo Qingqing bowed gracefully and said, “Rest assured, Your Majesty, the Crown Prince has the company of Prince Ling and many officials. All will be well, and I will visit the Crown Prince often in the palace.”

“That won’t be necessary!”

Su Yingxue shot her a sharp glance. “I don’t want Heng’er to be sullied by someone like you.”

If Zuo Qingqing hadn’t committed no crime according to the law, Su Yingxue would have long ordered Chu Yihan to decree her execution!

What has she done?

She manipulated Chu Yifeng, turning the brothers nearly into enemies.

Being scolded by Su Yingxue, Zuo Qingqing wore a wronged expression. In Chu Yifeng’s arms, she clutched her handkerchief with self-reproach and said, “It is my fault for angering Your Majesty. I deserve to die.”

“What ‘deserve to die’!”

Chu Yifeng hugged her waist to comfort her and shot a cold glare at Su Yingxue. “If you scold her again, don’t expect your son to remain unharmed!”

“Chu Yifeng, you…”

Su Yingxue clenched her teeth, fists trembling, unable to suppress her urge to punch him!

Chu Yihan intervened, pulling her aside, refusing to let her argue with Chu Yifeng.

In Chu Yifeng’s arms, a trace of a triumphant smile flickered in Zuo Qingqing’s eyes.

Now, Chu Yifeng completely trusted her. He cherished her above all else. For her, he disregarded even the emperor and empress. She could finally feel assured!

She had utterly and entirely captured this man!

“Whoosh—”

A gust of wind brushed past. Zuo Qingqing shivered as she exchanged a glance with Chu Yihan.

Chu Yihan’s gaze was as deep and unfathomable as the ocean, holding a terror she dared not interpret nor imagine.

She shrank back into Chu Yifeng’s arms. Chu Yifeng fanned her and gently patted her head. “Don’t be afraid. As long as I am here, no one can do anything to you!”

He remained as arrogant and domineering as ever, even in the presence of Chu Yihan.

Zuo Qingqing cast him a shy, adoring glance before stepping into the carriage with him.

Chu Yifeng, wealthy and extravagant, had prepared for her the most luxurious carriage. Even the empress’s imperial carriage paled in comparison.

Always flashy, he enjoyed flaunting his affections and preferences for the world to see clearly.

With Zuo Qingqing in tow, Chu Yifeng boarded the carriage and left.

Ah Hong stood by the carriage, casting Rong Sheng a deep, lingering glance, before shaking his head helplessly and following Chu Yifeng’s entourage.

Left standing alone by the roadside, Rong Sheng’s figure appeared slender and solitary.

She intended to speak up and join Su Yingxue on her journey to Lingnan, but Chu Yihan said, “I need you to stay by Chu Yifeng’s side.”

Rong Sheng turned back to look at him, startled. “Why?”

Chu Yifeng, aside from some memory disturbance, was otherwise physically well. The best court physicians in Jiang Du City were tending to him; she wasn’t needed for his care.

Furthermore, Chu Yifeng had forgotten her.

To Chu Yifeng now, she was the wicked woman who seduced him, bore a bastard child, and ruined his relationship with Zuo Qingqing.

The more often she appeared, the stronger his desire to kill her would grow.

“It’s your debt to him to repay,” Chu Yihan said, gazing into Rong Sheng’s eyes. “Everything that’s happened today is because of you, Rong Sheng.”

She owed him.

Rong Sheng stood motionless for a long time until Chu Yihan and the others departed.

On the bustling streets of Yungui City, the familiar sights and sounds washed over her like a tide.

Yet all of it felt strange compared to the person who had left.

“Senior Sister, let’s eat our way through all the best restaurants on this street!”

“Senior Sister, look over there! That shop’s jewelry is the most beautiful!”

“Senior Sister, I forged a sword and hold it in my hand. With it, I’ll guard you. No one shall dare look your way again!”

“Chu Yifeng, I truly… owe you a lifetime.”

Rong Sheng’s eyes reddened.

Since her transmigration and the day she first met Chu Yifeng, fate had intertwined their lives irresistibly.

Every step of his growth had been guided by her.

His possessive fervor was all directed toward her.

They had even borne a child together.

Even though he had become like this now… it was all her fault!

“Ah Feng, Chu Yihan says I owe you. Then I will see it through to the end.”

Rong Sheng’s gaze hardened as she turned and began walking toward Jiang Du City.

Jiang Du City, Marquis of Martial South’s Manor.

Chu Xi stood at the highest tower, gazing toward the city gates.

From her vantage, she could see the ebb and flow of pedestrians on the streets. Yet her expression was steeped in melancholy, an emotion too mature for her young age.

Memories from one month ago flooded her mind.

Back then, her daddy had yet to wake up. She stayed by his bedside every day, wiping his face and hands and looking through the picture books her mother had drawn for her.

Yes, that woman had told her.

Now, she could call her mother.

In front of her daddy, she called her, Mother.

Their family of three had finally reunited.

“But Mother, why hasn’t Daddy woken up after all this time?”

Gripping her mother’s hand, she asked incessantly whenever the thought arose.

Other mothers might hide the truth from their children to shield them.

But her mother wouldn’t. She objectively and wisely explained why her father was injured, in terms partially comprehensible to her. She even told her that her father had become a vegetative patient, likely to remain in his coma for the rest of his life.

“Mother, aren’t you brilliant? You’ve healed so many others… why can’t you cure Daddy?”

She knelt before Rong Sheng, kowtowing and pleading earnestly.

Yet her mother still could not save her father.

When she saw her daddy awake again, he was leaning against another woman.

Women are inherently possessive beings. Apart from her mother, anyone else close to her daddy enraged her.

“Go away!”

Chu Xi rushed forward, intending to kick the woman out of the way.

But she was the one swatted aside by her father.

Her father sent a slap her way, his gaze cold as a steel blade. “No one is allowed to hurt Senior Sister!”

She remembered the woman’s smug expression before blacking out from the pain.

When she awoke again, she was lying in the Marquis of Martial South’s Manor.

Her mother had left, and so had her father.

No adults explained what had happened to her.

It was her adorable younger brother, Chu Heng, who visited and informed her, “Sister Xi, Uncle is gravely ill and can’t remember you anymore. That’s why he hurt you.

Aunt Rong Sheng went with Uncle to find my father and mother. They’ll be fine, but I’m not sure when they’ll return. I have duties to attend to in the palace and can’t look after you, so I’ve left you in my mother’s family for now. Is that okay?”