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Going on like this, he was probably going to die quicker than she would.

But Chu Yifeng’s stubbornness could not be resolved by anyone. Holding onto Rong Sheng, he said, “I’ll share in your pain. If you can’t be healed, I won’t be healed either.”

“Chu Yifeng, are you really a madman? The medicine that Sister Rong Sheng developed herself, even she can’t cure it. But you’re seriously injured. By not seeking treatment, do you want to die in front of her?” Su Yingxue was greatly surprised.

She’d seen the insane, but she’d never seen anyone as insane as Chu Yifeng!

Truly… his name says it all!

Might as well call him Chu Yifeng the Mad.

“Chu Yifeng, I don’t need you to keep me company!” Rong Sheng’s cold voice seemed somewhat hurtful.

But Chu Yifeng was used to being hurt by her. He sneered, “I just want to be with you. You hate me, don’t you? Wouldn’t you be happy if I died?”

Rong Sheng blurted out before thinking that she would be unhappy!

If he died, how could she possibly be happy?

But, that thought flashed through her mind, and in the end, she did not say it.

“As you say, I really should be happy.” Rong Sheng’s cold face gave Chu Yifeng a misconception.

As if the woman who had just wept for him, calling him A’Feng, was just a fleeting dream.

The sober Rong Sheng was cold and unfeeling.

“Bang!”

Su Yingxue didn’t care about that much, directly knocking Chu Yifeng out, then pressing him to the ground, ripping his clothes, scattering medicine, and stitching up the wound.

She did it for Chu Yihan. She had no need to argue with the madman.

Upon returning to Chu Yihan’s side, Mo Qi had already appeared, holding Wu Dao captive.

Su Yingxue could then comfortably tend to Chu Yihan’s wounds as well.

Earlier, in order to suppress Chu Yifeng, Chu Yihan couldn’t hurt him and ended up being injured by him.

Upon seeing the wounds on his body, Su Yingxue felt indignant, “When Chu Yifeng comes to, I will definitely make sure the injuries you, Your Highness, have suffered are inflicted on him instead! And twice over at that!”

Otherwise, Chu Yihan’s suffering would be in vain!

Her man shouldn’t be hurt so casually!

“What did you just call?” Chu Yihan pinched Su Yingxue’s face, raising an eyebrow.

Su Yingxue took a moment to respond, “Your Highness?”

“Hmm…”

The pressure on her face grew, and Chu Yihan’s eyes emitted a slight chill, “Think carefully before you speak.”

A threat indeed.

If she called wrong, her face might end up wrecked.

Su Yingxue’s earlobes turned slightly red, and her face was tinged with embarrassment, “There are so many people around here.”

Can she call him husband when they get back?

“Call.”

Chu Yihan was brief and to the point, his gaze drifting to Qin Muyan not far away with a sword, as if proclaiming his sovereignty.

With no choice left, Su Yingxue’s cheeks reddened, pouting, she called out softly, “Hubby.”

“Mhm.” Chu Yihan’s eyes twinkled with a smile, his already strikingly handsome face became even more captivating.

Even a descent of the gods couldn’t compare to him.

“Your Highness, what should be done with this man?”

Mo Qi, who was usually indifferent to the frequent displays of affection, had a face like thunder today.

Seeing blood at the corner of his mouth, Su Yingxue couldn’t help being concerned, “Were you injured by Hong Lian?”

Earlier, when Mo Qi had found her and they went up the mountain together, preparing to deliver a fatal blow to Wu Dao, he had found a shortcut and took her with him. But when they had encountered Hong Lian, Mo Qi had faced her alone to conceal her presence.

Su Yingxue knew that Mo Qi, working with Chu Yihan, was not of weak martial arts skills.

But now, the two gaping wounds on his body…