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

Chapter 1625: Chapter 1618: From Childhood to Adulthood, Entangled with Him for Ten Years

Long Shuli’s face immediately turned grim, "How dare he! I will have him and the entire Ninth Prince’s Mansion quartered and reduced to ashes!"

"Mother, it doesn’t have to be like this..." Su Yingxue gently stroked Long Shuli’s chest, "Let your daughter handle it herself. Please don’t intervene in my affairs with him anymore. I’ll first try to see if I can stop liking him. If possible, that’s for the best. If not... I’ll try harder to make him fall for me, and if that still doesn’t work...

just let mother love me more, and don’t mind if I become an old maid at home!"

"Who would dare to scorn you? I would drive them out of the manor first!" Long Shuli hugged Su Yingxue, patting her back, "My treasure, even if you never marry, your mother can afford to support you! Both the Tongchang Medical Center and Thousand-Jiao Pavilion are the backbone of our mother and daughter."

The Tongchang Medical Center, with vast influence spanning the four kingdoms and nine provinces, and the immense wealth generated by the Thousand-Jiao Pavilion.

They, mother and daughter, were absolutely without worries of food and drink, assured a life of ease.

This was the best environment she could create for her daughter.

Plus, with her status, the support of the Marquis’s Manor, her daughter could live even more freely and carefreely than a princess.

This comfort made Su Yingxue feel at ease, and she fell asleep in Long Shuli’s arms.

When she woke up, she learned that Long Shuli didn’t want to wake her, so she stayed half-sitting by her bed, keeping her company until the fourth watch, and then got up to change and work at the Tongchang Medical Center.

Su Yingxue, doted on in such a way by Long Shuli, felt much more optimistic even though she was injured.

After recuperating for a few days and feeling some improvement, she had Zhilan quietly send some things to the Ninth Prince’s Mansion.

Zhilan was extremely reluctant, yet she could not disregard Su Yingxue’s command.

Su Yingxue selected several excellent ginseng roots and instructed Zhilan, "When the other valuables are thrown out, act as if it doesn’t matter. But when they are about to discard these medicinal materials, tell them that without these, the Ninth Prince will lose his life. They will surely bring them inside to have Chu Yihan take a look."

"Miss is truly going to great lengths," Zhilan grumbled with complaint, "Miss sends gifts so rarely, and whoever receives them is always deeply grateful. Yet the Ninth Prince squanders your offerings!"

"I, your Miss, was indeed too tyrannical before," Su Yingxue mused as she thought about the things Zhilan and others had recounted, feeling that her pre-amnesia self had been arrogantly overbearing to the extreme.

No wonder Chu Yihan detested her so.

At the Ninth Prince’s Mansion, Zhilan did as Su Yingxue had ordered and to her surprise, instead of being thrown out, the medicinal materials were eagerly brought in after the Ninth Prince’s Mansion’s staff saw they were tonics.

Mo Qi was also delighted to have these medicines.

He presented them to Chu Yihan excitedly, "Your Highness, with this ginseng and tonics, your health is sure to recover quickly."

"Where did they come from?" Chu Yihan’s cool gaze lifted slightly.

Ever since he woke up from being poisoned by Su Yingxue, aside from his mother, not a single person cared about him, only those who troubled him more.

Even his mother did not have such fine medicinal materials to give to him.

There was only one source for these medicines.

Mo Qi clutched the box tightly, afraid that Chu Yihan might lose his temper, and protected it in his arms, "These are... from the Marquis of Martial South’s Manor."

"Given by Su Yingxue?" The corners of Chu Yihan’s mouth curled into a mocking smile.

Mo Qi quickly placed the items far from Chu Yihan, advising, "Your Highness, don’t be angry with these things! They are mere objects! Although given by Su Yingxue, they can heal your body and are beneficial. You really shouldn’t hold Su Yingxue accountable for these..."

After all, your health is more important!

A cold glint flashed through Chu Yihan’s eyes, heavy with hatred in an instant.

He himself did not know why he hated Su Yingxue so much.

The night Su Yingxue drugged him when she was drunk, he awoke and immediately smashed her head with a wine jar.

But as for what happened prior to that...

He couldn’t remember anymore.

Listening to Mo Qi recounting the past between him and Su Yingxue, he felt overwhelmed by an intense hatred that threatened to swallow him whole.

Su Yingxue had wronged him deeply.

Yet, he could not afford to pay the price of life for his pride and arrogance; he still had his mother to take care of.

He coughed lightly, "Take out the actual silver and return it to Su Yingxue."

These precious medicinal materials were hard to buy, scarcely found even in the palace, but everything had its price, and he did not want to owe her anything!

Mo Qi found it somewhat troublesome, but still obeyed, "Yes, your subordinate will go at once!"

Su Yingxue, receiving the silver note Chu Yihan sent, rolled happily on the bed. Although the money was returned, she had after all accepted the goods.

She had placed quite a few things into the secret compartments of those medicine boxes!

Chu Yihan, when he used the medicine, would definitely see them.

For instance, when he brewed ginseng, a piece of floral stationery might fall out of the medicine box with the words written on it—Chu Yihan, I’m sorry.

Chu Yihan tossed the floral stationery with a cold face.

When Chu Yihan stewed bird’s nest, another piece of floral stationery might fall out, bearing the words—Today was also a day where I missed you.

Chu Yihan thoroughly cleaned out the medicine box, bringing a ginseng into the palace for Princess Shu Li. Tied around the ginseng with a red ribbon, there were also a few words written: Chu Yihan, I’m still quite adorable, aren’t I?

Chu Yihan irritably threw the red ribbon far away.

Princess Shu Li had sharp eyes and saw the words written on it.

Of course, she knew that her son had suffered greatly from Su Yingxue’s actions; Su Yingxue had nearly taken half of his life.

Princess Shu Li, holding Chu Yihan’s hand with a gaze both affectionate and helpless, said, "Yihan, Miss Su has finally stopped troubling you these days. You must recover well and not try to compete with her anymore and hurt her again. After all, her family’s influence is great."

The Marquis’s Manor boasts three generals, Princess Shu Li, and Su Yingxue’s medical skills – none of these were to be trifled with.

Now that Chu Yihan lacked military power and his maternal family had no influence, a direct confrontation with the Marquis’s Manor was out of the question.

"Mother, there is no need for worry about your son." Chu Yihan’s eyes held a cold expression, "Once the bandit troubles in Qingzhou have been dealt with, it is time for me to return to the royal court."

As long as he returned to the royal court, he could still fight for a way out.

"Your mother is not worried about your abilities, but about your body... If you exhaust yourself against Miss Su, to keep you alive and well, your mother would rather have you marry her as your Princess," expressed Princess Shu Li deeply and earnestly.

She had seen Chu Yihan tormented by Su Yingxue for a long time and knew of his pride and unwillingness to bow down.

But if he wasted his life away because of it, what would be the point of his pride then?

As a woman herself, although Su Yingxue was bossy and extremist, she at least had affection for Chu Yihan. If he compromised with her, life wouldn’t need to be so difficult.

"I will absolutely not marry her!" said Chu Yihan, his handsome brows furrowed tightly, "Those who covet beauty cannot speak of sincerity, nor have the ability to be Your Highness’s Princess."

He remembered Mo Qi telling him, Su Yingxue was just a young girl who had seen him handsome and had clung to his legs, refusing to let go, pestering him ever since.

All through childhood, she had pestered him for over a decade.

Ridiculous to the extreme.

With her kind of affection, he felt disgusted, and had no intention to accept it!