The Useless Miracle Doctor Consort Is Spoiled Rotten by the Prince!

Considering Chu Yifeng’s current state, as long as he could swallow what was put in his mouth, it was good enough.

“There’s no need, you all… go and rest,” she said.

She closed her eyes.

Su Yingxue was still worried about her, but Chu Yihan said, “Yingxue, come here and help Your Highness with the healing.”

“Ah? How is Your Highness’s injury?” she exclaimed.

As soon as Chu Yihan mentioned healing, she immediately went over to his side.

Chu Yihan set down the pillar, and once again, they were separated from Rong Sheng.

Rong Sheng cherished the gratitude in her heart.

She struggled to sit up, moved next to Chu Yifeng, took the medicine that Su Yingxue had given her, held it in her mouth, gently opened Chu Yifeng’s mouth, slowly leaned down, and pressed her lips to his.

Her tongue gently and forcefully pushed the pill into Chu Yifeng’s mouth; Chu Yifeng, not fully conscious, instinctively wrapped around the pill, swallowing Rong Sheng’s softness along with it.

“Sister…”

Her body was so fragrant and soft, it was heartbreakingly endearing.

Before the fourth day arrived, Su Yingxue and Chu Yihan felt a tremor, as if the whole cliff had been pried up and was rising slowly.

Su Yingxue frowned slightly, “What’s going on? Could it be that Wu Dao is not dead yet?”

Chu Yihan held Su Yingxue tightly, “Don’t be afraid.”

Su Yingxue leaned into his embrace, his warmth enveloping her, a comforting warmth sweeping over her heart, and she curled her lips into a shallow smile.

With him there, she wouldn’t be scared.

After enduring the night, Su Yingxue miraculously found that the palace, which had collapsed into ruins, had actually been raised back up.

They were rescued, and the first person she saw was Su Hao.

Excited, Su Hao ran up to her, “Sister! Are you alright?”

He wanted to hug Su Yingxue, but seeing her in Chu Yihan’s arms, he could only step back.

Su Yingxue cheerfully said, “Brother, I’m fine! Did you save us? Brother, you’re amazing!”

Lifting an entire palace was not an easy feat.

Even Chu Yihan was impressed, “General Su, you have worked hard.”

Su Hao didn’t dare to take the credit, “Your Highness flatters me. It wasn’t me this time, it was the Yue Family’s doing.”

“The Yue Family?”

Chu Yihan frowned slightly, “After Qianji Sect, the Yue Family?”

Su Hao nodded, “Exactly, two days ago Miss Yue Lian arrived with her people and started preparing. Today, they managed to raise the palace.”

He had always thought that this was as difficult as reaching the heavens.

But the Yue Family, with its legacy from Qianji Sect, had actually succeeded.

Indeed, it was a work of genius, worthy of awe.

Chu Yihan looked into the distance, where the girl in the green dress stood afar; she bowed slightly toward Chu Yihan, as if greeting him.

Chu Yihan nodded in response.

Originally, when he destroyed Qianji Sect, he had spared the Yue Family alone, partly because the loss of their heritage would have been a pity and partly because the Yue Family understood the situation. During the Qianji Sect’s confrontation with the imperial court, Yue Lian was the only one who did not oppose the court, so he spared her lineage when he decimated Qianji Sect.

Now, it seemed to be a repayment.

In his arms, however, Su Yingxue was particularly surprised.

“ZiWei!”

Standing not too far away, she broke free from Chu Yihan and ran towards him, and Zi Wei rushed forward, embracing her.

“Uh…”

Su Yingxue hadn’t expected him to be so emotional; her body was trembling slightly.

She gently patted ZiWei on the shoulder, “ZiWei, I’m not dead, don’t worry.”