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

Chapter 1342: Chapter 1337: Her Gu Corpse, Succeeded



Chapter 1342: Chapter 1337: Her Gu Corpse, Succeeded

“So, Zhuo Qing and I have nothing in common, she is neither Mu Yan nor Xin Yi, so I cannot keep her?” Chen Ruobai’s eyes narrowed slightly, a bloody haze emanating from them.

“You must not kill indiscriminately anymore!” Mu Rongche became tense, his arms trembling, the iron chains that bound him clanking harshly.

He knew that what he just said would affect Chen Ruobai. If she felt Zhuo Qing was disobedient, regardless of whether she was a woman, she would die!

He had no choice but to add, “If Zhuo Qing disagrees with your policies, find a way to make her see the inferiority of men, sever her thoughts, that might suffice.”

“Oh?” Chen Ruobai’s eyes gleamed with interest.

Her foot hooked under Mu Rongche’s chin playfully, “This method, not bad, Mu Rongche. Men are all vile and shameless, just like you!”

Mu Rongche collapsed on the ground, utterly drained; he had long since given up arguing with Chen Ruobai.

He simply did not want to see innocent people die by her hand anymore.

Her hands had been stained with too much blood, and there were too many wrongful spirits around her.

With such heavy karma, there would be no reincarnation, no next life.

Having gained an idea from Mu Rongche, Chen Ruobai instructed Xin Yi to see to the arrangements.

She then personally sought out Rong Sheng, busy in the military camp. As a doctor, healing and saving others was her duty, and she constantly remembered those who had been fed Gu insects by Chu Yifeng, becoming corpse puppets.

Although those prisoners deserved death, they should not have died in such a tragic manner; she did not cause their deaths herself, but the memory of Chu Yifeng haunted her, leading to many sleepless nights.

When Chen Ruobai found Rong Sheng in the military camp, Rong Sheng was administering medicine to a common soldier.

She wore a simple white dress, a Silver Hairpin securing her hair, her plain belt adorned with readily available medicinal herbs.

As natural and unadorned as a lotus rising from the water.

Rong Sheng’s beauty was of such a quiet, sublime elegance, admirable yet inviolable.

Even as she rolled up her sleeves, revealing slender pale arms, no one dared harbor any foolish thoughts; for some beauties are nobly untouchable.

Chen Ruobai admired every woman in the world who had a mind of her own; Rong Sheng was among them, and so she always respected her. Rong Sheng wanted to save people, and Chen Ruobai did not obstruct her.

Patiently waiting for Rong Sheng to finish treating the soldier, then she spoke, “Rong Sheng, do you also hate me and despise me like the rest?”

Rong Sheng glanced at her, fearless, and calmly washed her hands in a basin, replying coldly, “I have no emotional duty toward you. Our relationship is purely transactional; I work for you, and you grant me my future.”

Chen Ruobai felt a slight shock in her heart, this indifferent pride of Rong Sheng was truly touching.

No wonder Chu Yifeng was madly in love with her.

“But do you know the fate of those who betray me? Lately, I have been able to control conscious corpse puppets.” Chen Ruobai extended her hand, her immaculate palm holding a conspicuously small, transparent porcelain vial.

A sense of crisis arose in Rong Sheng, “You used living people to make corpse puppets, and succeeded?”

“Yes,” Chen Ruobai openly told her.

Rong Sheng felt an increasing heaviness in her heart. Chen Ruobai’s power was truly unpredictable; once the corpse puppets become conscious beings that could be manipulated into battle, then all living beings would turn into corpse puppets, forming a huge army under Chen Ruobai’s control—the consequences would be unimaginable!

If Ruo Shui could not hold the fort, and the Great Cheng Dynasty was invaded by an army of corpse puppets, how many would die?

What are Su Yingxue and Chu Yihan to do, Chu Yifeng and Chu Xi…

“But I’m still slowly experimenting, now those corpse-controlled soldiers aren’t fit for the battlefield, we can only let some commoners take their place. Let Chu Yihan see, even if he released so many hot-air balloons, evoking countless memories of the city’s women, it’s futile.” Chen Ruobai chuckled lightly, placing a bottle of medicine into Rong Sheng’s hand.

She said, “I’ll send a group of ordinary men over this afternoon, just have them drink this medicine.”

After Chen Ruobai finished speaking, she walked away, without any intention of arguing with Rong Sheng about the hot-air balloons, not even asking her if she was the one who passed the message to Chu Yihan.

But this medicine in Rong Sheng’s palm was like molten lava, scorching hot.

Rong Sheng immediately put it on a table, wanting to test the properties of the medicine, but a hand held her wrist, “Don’t move.”

The man’s voice was low and grim, his breath carrying a unique heat, as if wanting to ignite her skin.

Rong Sheng forcefully freed herself, “Chu Yifeng!”

Chu Yifeng had disguised himself as an injured common soldier, dangling his arm, blending into this military camp.

The foul and messy stench here, he would never have come near before.

He didn’t know how Rong Sheng could stand it.

He snatched the medicine from Rong Sheng’s hand, warning her, “Studying its properties is useless, time is pressing, Chen Ruobai will send people over this afternoon, you can only choose to drug those people she sends, there’s no way to save them, put away that ineffective compassion of yours.”

Rong Sheng’s expression grew cold, she could not agree with Chu Yifeng’s cruelty, “I trust my medical skills, if this is poison…”

“What can you do if it’s poison?” Chu Yifeng’s expression was indifferent, his calm gaze making him look completely different from his usual impulsive self, “If you don’t drug those people, Chen Ruobai has a hundred methods to torture you to death. Why do you think she didn’t ask about the hot-air balloons? She suspects you, but doesn’t want to kill you. She wants you to be like her, with blood-stained hands. No matter how many good deeds you do afterward, how many people you save, you won’t be able to erase the fact that you are as cruel as she is.”

Rong Sheng was slightly stunned, she hadn’t seen things as thoroughly as Chu Yifeng did, but after his thorough explanation, what he left her with was a difficult choice.

Become like Chen Ruobai, harming innocent commoners?

Rong Sheng shook her head, she couldn’t do it.

Her hands, they only saved people, never harmed.

“Don’t be like Zhang Baizhi, have you never killed or harmed anyone in this life?” Chu Yifeng asked with a sarcastic smile, his gaze cold.

Rong Sheng should have been able to shake her head with conviction, “I’ve never…”

Killed anyone.

But she did harm someone.

No, two people.

Her daughter, and him.

Rong Sheng’s eyes grew dimmer, her heart also began to ache.

For some reason, Chu Yifeng’s heart started to ache faintly again.

He was completely fed up with this unwarranted heartache, like a woman.

He forcefully punched his chest, Rong Sheng quickly grabbed his wrist, “What are you doing?”

“I’m in pain, there’s something wrong, here, check it for me now,” Chu Yifeng extended his arm irritably, letting Rong Sheng take his pulse.


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