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All she wanted was to rid herself of Chu Yifeng as quickly as possible!

To leave this devil’s den called the Silver Moon Pavilion!

She could shine brightly in this world like Long Shuli!

Every word Rong Sheng said fell into Chu Yifeng’s ears.

He seemed to have grown accustomed to Rong Sheng’s cold words. Whenever he heard them, he would always sneer in disdain. “Rong Sheng, if you want to leave me in this life, you have to die.”

When Chu Yihan woke up at night, he felt much more relaxed. His chest was no longer aching, and his blocked meridians were much more relaxed.

Other than having severe internal injuries and needing time to recuperate.

He knew that his life was no longer in danger.

There was steaming medicine on the table. He picked it up and drank it. He opened the door and told the person guarding the door that he wanted to see Chu Yifeng.

The person outside the door said, “The Pavilion Master advises you to rest well.”

Chu Yihan ignored him and walked straight to Chu Yifeng.

“Your Highness, the Pavilion Master has instructed that you cannot leave the room!”

These words might be useful to others, but they were useless to Chu Yihan.

He went straight to Chu Yifeng’s place. He wanted to find out who the person who performed acupuncture on him yesterday was!

Pushing open Chu Yifeng’s door, a flirtatious voice came from inside. After the man’s low growl, there was a dull silence. The aura floating in the air made Chu Yihan frown.

He turned around and left.

Ah Hong saw Chu Yihan standing at the door with a signature smile on his face. “Ninth Prince, please wait a moment.”

He brought some people with him and carried hot water and some bathing utensils in.

Chu Yihan stood outside the door for a moment before he heard Chu Yifeng’s lazy and sexy voice coming from inside. “You’re already here. What are you still standing outside for?”

Chu Yihan’s eyes darkened.

After confirming that there was no woman’s aura in the room, he stepped in.

On the soft couch, Chu Yifeng was casually wearing a coat, revealing his smooth skin and tightly muscled chest. He was half-leaning and half-lying, looking like a lazy but sexy man.

He raised his eyes and looked at Chu Yihan. “Are you all right?”

As soon as he finished speaking, a delicate woman fed him something.

In front of Chu Yihan, Chu Yifeng didn’t feel embarrassed. He ate it and even looked at the female slave with affection.

The female slave’s heart rippled. “Pavilion Master.”

This call made one’s heart melt.

Chu Yifeng was just about to flirt with her when Chu Yihan said coldly, “Get lost!”

Chu Yifeng was naturally not intimidated by his intimidation. Instead, the female slave burst into tears. She looked up at Chu Yihan as if she had seen the Grim Reaper. She quickly covered her face and ran away crying.

Chu Yifeng felt a little regretful. He pointed at Chu Yihan and said, “You’re going to be alone for the rest of your life. How can there be a woman who likes you?”

The corners of Chu Yihan’s mouth curled up into a sneer. “I’m already married. You’re the lonely one.”

“Oh? You’re flaunting yourself just because your wounds have healed? The princess died on the night of the wedding. It would have been better not to marry at all.” Chu Yifeng retorted mercilessly.

Outside the door, Su Yingxue had just come to look for Rong Sheng. When she heard this, she clenched her fists so hard that they cracked.

“Chu Yifeng, just you wait! Sooner or later, I’ll chop off your head!”

He was bullying Chu Yihan again, that heartless brother!

Besides, she was alive and well!

“She’s not dead.”

Chu Yihan’s tone was serious. “She was the one who gave me acupuncture last night!”

He was very sure that he had not seen Su Yingxue, but he had such a strong feeling in his heart.