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

Chapter 1121: Chapter 1117: Monarch and Ministers Enjoy Together, Heart Knot Finally Untied_2

However, Song Chengyi shook his head, “Both your child and mine are of my blood. The children at Fufeng Center need the care and love of parents. If you’re willing, I’ll take you to Fufeng Center tomorrow to meet the children.”

His words touched Su Han deeply. The thought of seeing the children, having her own child, dissolved all her sorrow and pain. She nodded with a smile, “Good, take me there tomorrow! I want to see…our children.”

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After the joyous banquet where both the monarch and his subjects participated, everyone was thoroughly inebriated, including Chu Yihan.

Unable to move the drunken Chu Yihan on her own, Su Yingxue grabbed someone randomly to assist her, “Come, come, give me a hand.”

She happened to grab Leng Shuqing.

Leng Shuqing had initially just wanted to get a little closer to see Chu Yihan, to alleviate her yearning for him.

But when Su Yingxue requested her help, she did not refuse.

Together, they managed to prop Chu Yihan up. Just as they took a few steps, he stirred slightly.

Leng Shuqing was startled, “Your Majesty… Your Majesty, are you feeling unwell? Your Highness, should I call for a palace guard instead?”

Su Yingxue shook her head, “Everyone was happy and drank too much today. There aren’t enough palace maids and guards to escort the courtiers home, and the Imperial Guards were summoned. Where can you find more help? Just like this, let’s take him back!”

She patted Chu Yihan as if warning him, “Don’t make trouble! It’s a blessing someone is helping you, no complaining!”

Her stern tone particularly astonished Leng Shuqing.

Under the heavens, who dares to speak to Chu Yihan in such a manner?

Yet her words were effective. Chu Yihan stopped moving and remained quietly supported by the two of them.

It was the scent on Leng Shuqing that seemed off, so he shifted his weight towards Su Yingxue. Su Yingxue complained while walking, “He’s really heavy! More troublesome than a little monster! Chu Yihan, have you gained weight from sitting on the throne for too long?”

“Your Highness! You must not criticize the emperor!” Leng Shuqing couldn’t listen anymore and cautioned.

“What’s not to criticize! He has put on weight! His muscles have all gone flabby, so annoying!”

Su Yingxue’s face was filled with disgust, deeply hurting Leng Shuqing’s heart.

How dare she disparage the man she loved?

Chu Yihan was an emperor, regarded as the supreme ruler!

Leng Shuqing helped Su Yingxue support Chu Yihan back to the palace. Along the way, Su Yingxue even joked about throwing Chu Yihan into Leng Shuqing’s palace, and took a step in that direction. However, Chu Yihan twisted back, sticking to the path to Su Yingxue’s palace.

He was drunk, yet his heart was clear.

Upon reaching Su Yingxue’s palace, she was about to throw Chu Yihan inside when Leng Shuqing, feeling pity, said, “Your Highness, be gentler with the emperor. Allow me to help you carry him inside.”

“No need, you’ve been tired all day too. Go back and rest early.”

Su Yingxue then threw Chu Yihan onto the soft couch and commanded Zhilan to give Leng Shuqing a large box of rewards.

Leng Shuqing accepted the reward and should have left, but she was curious whether Chu Yihan would wake up angry and rebuke Su Yingxue for her rough treatment.

Intense curiosity and some unstoppable jealousy led her to eavesdrop for the first time.

She stood outside the chamber door, listening to the voices coming from inside, “Yingxue, I’m thirsty.”

“Wait a bit, I’ll pour you some after I finish drinking.”

Su Yingxue, breathing heavily, indulged herself with a drink before finally bringing a cup of water to Chu Yihan. But the drunken Chu Yihan then revealed some of his masculine nature.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

“Hmm…”

“Chu Yihan, let go of me, you stink!”

“Be gentle! Be gentle!”

The ambiguous sounds that followed cut through Leng Shuqing’s heart like a knife.

By her side, even the palace maids couldn’t bear to listen anymore and reminded her, “Your Highness, the emperor and the empress get along very well. Let’s return to the palace.”

If they listened any longer, Leng Shuqing would have been even more heartbroken.

Leng Shuqing had, to this very day, only glanced at Chu Yihan once.

Moreover, on the way back when she was supporting him, Chu Yihan didn’t want her to touch him at all. It was Su Yingxue who lectured him all the way which finally made Chu Yihan compromise.

Leng Shuqing sobbed heavily, then wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes and composed herself elegantly, “Let’s return to the palace.”

She still had a long time ahead of her, it didn’t matter.

In the decades to come, Chu Yihan would eventually notice her.

But until her death, Leng Shuqing never got to see Chu Yihan look at her even once.

In the palace, she enjoyed a lifetime of wealth and glory, but it was also a lifetime of desolation and loneliness.

It is recorded in “The History of the Imperial Consorts” that Imperial Consort Leng passed away at the age of sixty. Before burial, a cinnabar mark still remained on her right arm.

But that was a story for another time.

The night Su Yingxue carried Chu Yihan back, she finally heard what was in his heart.

Though it took quite some effort.

When Chu Yihan asked for water, she gave him wine instead, pouring it until his eyes couldn’t open and he was too weak to fight back when she undressed him. Su Yingxue then began to interrogate him as she straddled him.

“Chu Yihan, come, tell Her Majesty, what have you been hiding all these years? What else is wrong with our feelings?”

“There’s nothing…”

“Not talking? Should I hit you? Will you talk or not?”

“No.”

“Who is the woman really in your heart? Will you speak or not!”

“No!” Chu Yihan, although drunk, sat up and said instinctively with his eyes closed, “Su Yingxue, in my heart there is only you, but what about you? In your heart, there’s Zi Wei, and that damned Qin Muyan!”

“What… What are you talking about?”

Zi Wei and Qin Muyan?

Su Yingxue poked Chu Yihan, “Are you really drunk?”

Chu Yihan’s voice was husky, “Yes, really drunk, otherwise I would never have told you.”

“Oh.” Su Yingxue nodded, “Then I need to pour more for you.”

Just as Su Yingxue hesitated, wondering if her actions amounted to plotting to kill her husband, Chu Yihan murmured again, “Su Yingxue, I have loved you for fifteen years, my heart and eyes have always been filled only with you. Why do you have other men? It’s not fair! This is unfair!”

“What’s the point! Although I haven’t loved you for fifteen years, you are the only one in my heart!”

Su Yingxue put down the wine pot, lay down in front of Chu Yihan, and kissed his lips, “Fool, Zi Wei already has his own life, I sent people to find out, they are very happy. Qin Muyan sent a gift for the monster and also wrote me a letter, he married the little princess of Beiling City, and they just got married. We each have our own lives, when have I ever had them in my heart?”

“Really? You’re not deceiving me?” Chu Yihan, drunk, was as innocent as a child.

“No, you can feel it, Su Yingxue, from heart to body, is all yours, both body and mind, only you alone.”

Su Yingxue gazed at him affectionately, both amused and heart-aching.

Chu Yihan hummed a reply, he laughed.

Having him in her heart, she also needed him in her body.

The chamber’s candlelight suddenly extinguished, a night of passion ensued, and dawn arrived unnoticed.