Chapter 399: Su Dingheng’s Dependence


    Trantor: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio


    Chu Yihan gently stroked her head, reminiscent of the affection he had showered upon her during her childhood. “It’s alright, don’t worry.”


    Chu Yihan’s formidable presence always brought a sense offort.


    To ensure Su Yingxue could rest well, he instructed Mo Qi to clean up the corpse in the Marquis’s Manor before leaving.


    However, upon returning to the prince’s mansion, his countenance turned grim.


    “St!”


    Leaning against the desk, Chu Yihan watched as the pristine white paper became tainted with his blood, his ink-ck eyes gradually taking on a crimson hue.


    After bidding farewell to Liang Jin and handling the affairs in the mansion, Su Yingxue noticed the night had already fallen.


    Before she could catch her breath in her courtyard, the mor of Su Dingheng’s distressed cries reached her ears. “Shuli, save me! Shuli, save me! Shuli…”


    Su Yingxue furrowed her brows. “Has he been shouting like this all along?”


    Zhn nodded from behind. “Marquis seems troubled. He calls out madam’s name in his sleep and continues to do so upon waking. No one can dissuade him. Would Miss like to go and check on him?”


    With more pressing matters at hand, Su Yingxue initially had no intention of questioning Su Dingheng. However, his persistent cries left her no choice but to seek him out first.


    Entering Su Dingheng’s room, she found him lying on the bed repeatedly calling out Long Shuli’s name. Upon seeing her, his eyes sparkled, and he tried to leap from the bed. “Shuli, save me! Shuli, save me!”


    Su Yingxue helped him back, her expression cold. “I’ve already saved you. You’ll be fine.”


    “Shuli, don’t go, I’m scared! Someone is trying to harm me, and only you can save me!” Su Dingheng grabbed Su Yingxue’s hand, fixated on his plea.


    Su Yingxue’s gaze turned icy as she stared at Su Dingheng. “1 am Su Yingxue. Father, look carefully!”


    At her words, Su Dingheng shivered, guilt evident as he lowered his gaze. “As long as you’re here, it’s fine. After all, you’re as formidable as your mother.”


    A curious smile yed on Su Yingxue’s lips. “Well then, Father, tell me how formidable my mother is. I’ve never heard you speak of her before.”


    Su Dingheng recoiled like a snail, smacking his lips. Originally, he had only wanted Su Yingxue to apany him.


    However, under her stern gaze, his heart trembled. “Your mother, she… could cure any illness and was the most formidable woman in the world.”


    “And yet, you let her down? You even pushed her to her death?” Su Yingxue’s anger red at his words.


    Ignoring the tragedy of her past life, the mere thought of Su Dingheng’s treatment of her mother in these two lifetimes made her want to cast him away.


    “I didn’t! How could 1 force her to her death… I wasn’t even worthy of her!”


    Su Dingheng lowered his head in shame. He recalled how he was before he met Long Shuli.


    In the Marquis of Martial South’s Manor, he was the son of a concubine and was also the least valued and most useless son. His father might not even remember who he was.


    He had been living in the streets, and he hadn’t even read a few books before. He couldn’t even fight, and he had nothing to do all day long like a hooligan. Until one day, when he was drunk outside, he met the fairy-like Long Shuli.


    He had tarnished her.


    From that moment, his life underwent a drastic transformation, only then realizing Long Shuli’s true prowess. She even bore his child.


    His father finally acknowledged him, despite scolding him for his past actions.


    The entire Marquis of AAartial South’s Manor, and perhaps the entire Great Cheng Dynasty, eagerly watched as he married Long Shuli.


    “At that time, the emperor appointed me as Crown Prince, and your grandfather allowed me to inherit the title. 1 was all because of your mother. All these years, I’ve carried the burden of shame….”