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

Chapter 1105: Chapter 1102: Why So Obsessed

“If you find it too heavy, don’t hold him! Give him to me!”

As Su Yingxue walked out, she heard these words and went up without a second word, snatching the child back, leaving Chu Yifeng holding the emptiness.

Chu Yifeng gave a cold laugh.

When she carried the child back to sit at the rear, Chu Yihan asked her, “Have you heard any news of Rong Sheng recently?”

“Sister Rong Sheng?” Of course, she had!

But in the letters Rong Sheng had sent, she had told her to tell no one.

Su Yingxue hesitated for a moment then countered, “Isn’t Sister Rong Sheng supposed to be in Yungui City, trapped in the Silver Moon Pavilion by that dog Chu Yifeng?”

Chu Yifeng had poisoned her!

Chu Yihan said, “Rong Sheng left the Silver Moon Pavilion a year ago.”

Calculating the time, it was after they had left the Great Wei Dynasty.

Su Yingxue’s eyes grew sharp—Rong Sheng had left the Silver Moon Pavilion so early?

In her letters, Rong Sheng did not mention this at all, Yingxue could only guess that Rong Sheng had found a way to save herself and gotten rid of that lunatic, Chu Yifeng.

She had her own life, and Yingxue was happy for Rong Sheng.

Su Yingxue, holding the child, did not intend to discuss Rong Sheng any further with Chu Yihan.

The focus of tonight was not just on the little monster. Chu Yihan also took the opportunity to restore Chu Yifeng’s status. He said he wanted to stay in Jiang Du City for a while, so he appointed him as a prince and granted him a mansion.

After thanking him for the grace, Chu Yifeng then sat in the prince’s seat.

His appearance undoubtedly caught the attention of countless ladies of noble birth.

He shared the same heavenly grace as Chu Yihan, but since Chu Yihan had Su Yingxue and a child, the two of them monopolized all of Chu Yihan’s favor, closing the doors to many royal and noble ladies’ dreams.

But Chu Yifeng was different; he was Chu Yihan’s brother, and he had just been appointed a prince that evening, a rank of such honor that marrying him was almost as glorious as becoming an imperial consort.

The crowd of noble ladies all showed eagerness.

Even Zhuo Junli began to entertain ideas about Chu Yifeng.

He lifted his cup and came forward to make conversation with Chu Yifeng, who was not haughty at all, and the two of them happily drank together.

Then, Zhuo Junli took the opportunity to sit down next to Leng Shuqing. “Shuqing, this newly appointed prince is outstanding in both character and appearance, and of noble status. Moreover, he’s the current Silver Moon Pavilion Master. If you were to become his princess, it wouldn’t be inferior to entering the palace. Just now, your younger uncle inquired about him; he is not yet married. Marrying a princess in Jiang Du City wouldn’t be an issue.”

Leng Shuqing was not pleased and responded coldly, “Uncle, stop spouting nonsense. Shuqing’s marriage is for grandfather and parents to decide. Whom to marry is not up to Shuqing to say, and I certainly won’t act against proper conduct like my sister!”

Nowadays, Leng Muling had no opportunities to attend various banquets and was kept inside the Prime Minister’s residence.

It was all because she had flirted with one of Chu Yihan’s palace guards, encouraged by Zhuo Junli, hoping to marry him.

For a legitimate daughter of the Prime Minister’s residence to marry a palace guard, what a scandal!

“You, if you learned a bit of your sister’s optimism and openness, perhaps you wouldn’t suffer so much in life,” Zhuo Junli said and shook his head. Unfortunately, Leng Shuqing favored the man who was least likely to love her or treat her well in this lifetime.

What else could he, her younger uncle, do for her?

After Leng Shuqing finished speaking, her gaze returned to the high seat.

She saw Chu Yihan holding the Crown Prince while Su Yingxue stood by his side—their smiles were light but brimming with bliss and fulfillment.

They were a family.

The imperial palace was unapproachable and frigid to all, its majestic and staid walls belonged to them as their home.

Tonight, the moon shone brightly, causing distress for those who wished to scale the walls under the cover of darkness.

Leng Muling looked at the wall that had been raised even higher to prevent her escape, her heart full of vexation, “If only I could borrow a bit of seventh brother’s lightness skill!”

If she had Mo Qi’s excellent skills, why would she be trapped within the estate?

“Still thinking of climbing over the wall? You might as well give up on that idea now!”

Leng Yi appeared sternly behind Leng Muling.

Leng Muling quickly stood to greet him, “Grandfather! Ling’er wasn’t…”

“Don’t think Grandpa doesn’t know what’s on your mind, you’re much bolder than your sister!”

Leng Yi, feeling that his efforts had been in vain, poked her forehead, “Oh you… Has all the upbringing by your parents and your grandfather been wasted? You are the legitimate daughter of the Prime Minister’s estate! How can you marry a palace guard?”

Leng Muling, her head aching from the poke, muttered quietly, “Seventh brother is the leader of the palace guards.”

“He is still a palace guard!”

On this matter, Leng Yi was particularly rigid and stubborn, completely different from Su Qingzhi.

His mind was set on maintaining a rigid class hierarchy and absolute control over his children.

Leng Muling couldn’t stand in the royal court and fight for herself like Zhuo Junli, all she could rely on were the arrangements made by the Prime Minister’s estate for her.

He would never watch his pearl fall into the hands of a lowly guard.

He called for Leng Muling’s maid, “Come, take the Miss back to her room to rest. She is not to come out without permission!”

Leng Muling pouted, “Grandpa! I still want to admire the moon! I don’t want to go back!”

“Go back!”

With Leng Yi, there was absolutely no room for negotiation.

“Lord Leng, Her Majesty the Empress has commanded that Miss Leng attend the Crown Prince’s full moon celebration without delay.”

Zhilan approached Leng Yi with a smile.

As Su Yingxue’s aunt in the palace, she held face both inside and outside it, and could directly enter the Prime Minister’s estate.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

Leng Yi narrowed his eyes slightly, “My daughter Shu Qing has already entered the palace, hasn’t Her Majesty the Empress seen her?”

“Her Majesty the Empress sent me personally to invite the Second Young Miss, saying that since you often visited the palace previously, she has a reward to present to you,” Zhilan added.

“Ling’er is feeling unwell and cannot attend the banquet. Please convey my thanks for Her Majesty the Empress’ kind intentions,” Leng Yi politely declined.

Su Yingxue’s intentions were not lost on him; though he couldn’t outright oppose her, he also wouldn’t let Leng Muling go.

Leng Muling, upon hearing Zhilan’s voice, immediately ran out, “I’ll go! I’ll attend the banquet in the palace, I want to see the little prince, too!”

“What are you attending!

The palace banquet is a solemn affair, look at the state you’re in now!” Leng Yi tried every possible way to stop her.

“As long as the Second Young Miss is well, even resting in the palace is fine, just like Miss Miaoyan, who could stay at Her Majesty’s for a few days,” Zhilan shrewdly countered Leng Yi, leaving him with nothing to say.

Before Leng Yi could refuse again, Leng Muling quickly grabbed Zhilan’s arm, “Grandfather, I’ll be going first, one cannot defy an order from Her Majesty the Empress!”

Leng Yi didn’t even have time to stop her before she ran off with Zhilan.

Leng Yi, furious, cursed and called his son and daughter-in-law over for a severe scolding. He urged them to hasten in finding a suitable match for Leng Muling.