The Useless Miracle Doctor Consort Is Spoiled Rotten by the Prince! Chapter 1302: 1297: Leng Shuqing

Chapter 1302: Chapter 1297: Leng Shuqing

Outside Jiang Du City, within Hanshan Temple.

The place was desolate and tranquil, sparsely populated. Zhuo Junli had brought Leng Shuqing here to recuperate from her illness. Since Fang Shiming had diagnosed Leng Shuqing, he accompanied her, waiting for her recovery before they could return to the palace.

After settling her in, Fang Shiming imdiately went to brew dicine for Leng Shuqing.

Dressed in a white robe, Zhuo Junli pushed open the door of the ditation chamber. The long-neglected wooden door carried a whiff of decay; he didn’t use much force, but as the two doors opened, they still emitted a rough, grating noise.

Lying in bed, Leng Shuqing called out with difficulty, “Uncle… Uncle, save .”

Her whole body was unbearably itchy; many places had broken skin, bleeding and oozing pus, emitting a foul odor that she couldn’t stand.

Zhuo Junli lifted his robe and sat at the table, his profile cold and stern, his voice crisp and chilly, “Hospital Director Fang is brewing dicine for you; just wait for him to treat you.”

“No… Can’t you save ? You administered this dicine to ; now, just give the antidote and I’ll be fine!” Leng Shuqing didn’t want to keep suffering in illness!

The hospital director, though skilled in dicine, could cure this disease with an antidote – wouldn’t it work instantly?

Why endure the slow treatnt from Hospital Director Fang?

She couldn’t bear the tornt of her body oozing pus and reeking.

Zhuo Junli drank the stale tea that was slightly moldy, his gaze indifferent, “Indeed, I gave you the dicine, but if you were to recover imdiately, wouldn’t Hospital Director Fang realize the truth right away? Do you think he is a re servant of the Pri Minister’s Estate, whose life and death are at the Estate’s command?”

He wasn’t scolding her, but the oppressive tone weighed heavily on Leng Shuqing’s heart.

Leng Shuqing clenched her teeth in the darkness, well aware that Zhuo Junli was deliberately withholding the antidote to make her suffer!

Who in the Great Cheng Dynasty didn’t know that he was the incarnation of the Wenqu Star? Dealing with a re Hospital Director Fang for her could be no trouble at all.

He rely wanted her to suffer, as punishnt!

Leng Shuqing bit her lip and refrained from speaking further with Zhuo Junli. She would endure this pain!

“Don’t think that by staying silent, we can just gloss over this matter. Did the knife Princess Chu Xi gave you tonight bring you to your senses?” Zhuo Junli deliberately ntioned Chu Xi, touching upon Leng Shuqing’s wounds.

Her abdominal wound had been treated, but the pain was constant and unfading.

Hatred intensified in Leng Shuqing’s eyes, “She’s a re child; I won’t stoop to her level!”

“As if it’s settled just because you won’t lower yourself? Chu Xi is but three years old and managed to stab you. Once the Emperor and Empress return to court and find out you wanted to kill their only son, do you realize the fury you will face?”

Zhuo Junli’s tone was still flat, showing no sign of anger, yet a shadow of darkness lingered in his somber eyes.

Leng Shuqing closed her eyes, her voice cold and deep, “Yu Lu will certainly be killed. By then, without evidence and with the Crown Prince none the wiser, could they really convict with just that old tiger’s word? If I don’t admit it, the Emperor cannot just kill !”

“Oh?” Zhuo Junli chuckled lightly, “Having been in the palace for so long, you still don’t understand? Our Emperor doesn’t need a reason to kill soone. If the empress wants you dead in the harem, it could happen silently.”

“Impossible! The Pri Minister’s Estate stands behind , as does my father and grandfather; they won’t let the Emperor dispose of at will.” Leng Shuqing’s deanor was cold, and in her eyes was a certainty heavier than stone.

“Heh! Is this what the Pri Minister’s Estate is for?” Zhuo Junli stood up, his robes fluttering as he walked toward Leng Shuqing, who lay on the hard couch, his eyes dark and threatening, “I warned you from the start not to enter the palace, but you insisted on having your own way! I also warned you not to covet what you cannot attain, causing trouble for the Pri Minister’s Estate. Now, look at you, daring to sche against the Crown Prince’s life, Leng Shuqing. What’s your next step, to bear a son yourself and plot to seize the throne?”

He never truly realized before that Leng Shuqing could beco so ruthless.

Leng Shuqing pressed her lips tightly together, saying nothing, but in her heart, she thought, why not?

If Su Yingxue’s son could beco the Crown Prince, there was not a single aspect in which she, Leng Shuqing, was inferior to Su Yingxue. She could give birth to a prince too; why couldn’t her child be the future Emperor of the Great Cheng Dynasty?

Would he definitely prove to be worse than Chu Heng, that weak-willed fool?

Zhuo Junli knew that Leng Shuqing was stubborn, but he still felt obliged to remind her once more, “Your recent actions have already implicated the Pri Minister’s Estate. I, your uncle, cannot return to the royal court for the ti being, and whether I can return in the future is uncertain. As for you… it would be best to use this ti of recuperation to think about what you should do next.”

If the emperor allows her to return to the palace, it would be giving the Leng family a last shred of dignity.

If a decree was issued sending her back to the Pri Minister’s Estate, she feared there would be no other path for her but to hang herself.

Leng Shuqing turned her face away, not taking in a word of what Zhuo Junli had said.

What she needed to understand, she already knew.

But she couldn’t go back.

Zhuo Junli closed the room door and was imdiately t by a beauty walking toward him under the moonlight. Yun Sijin’s hair was adorned with a rose flower pin, and under the moonlight, her already fair face seed even more translucent and delicate, smooth as jade.

She held a cape, draping it over Zhuo Junli, her pale, jade-like fingers lightly tying it at his chest, her gentle voice tinged with worry, “The King sent the head of Yu Lu to our residence, and just as Father ca out, he heard of this and fainted from anger.”

Zhuo Junli’s expression remained calm, “It is an expected outco. The King has grown up, his thods have beco cruel… Hmph, true to the nephew our emperor personally raised.”

Of all the late emperor’s many sons, only Chu Jinling is alive and well today, still enjoying his distinguished status.

Back then, Chu Jinling relied on the Imperial Consort to engage in wanton pleasure. Now, at last, he must rely on his own abilities.

“I have made arrangents for the affairs of the house and have co to join you in seeking refuge from sickness.” Yun Sijin leaned into Zhuo Junli’s embrace, lacking the dignified authority of the mistress of the house that she had in the Pri Minister’s residence. At this mont, she seed more like a tender and dependent delicate woman.

Zhuo Junli patted her back playfully, “Tired of being the Pri Minister’s wife?”

“Mm, I’d rather be Junli’s wife; it’s simpler and more relaxing.” Yun Sijin grinned, her cheeks flushed red, beautiful and enchanting.

After their love-making, when discussing the affairs of the house, they naturally felt headaches about Leng Shuqing. Yun Sijin, resting in Zhuo Junli’s arms, was a bit emotional, “She’s also the daughter of the elder brother, a legitimate child of the Pri Minister’s Estate. Mu Ling, however, is of a different nature and cannot learn the sinister tactics of Shuqing.”

How could she stoop to harming a re child?

Zhuo Junli thought of another little niece, his lips curving into a wicked smile, “Inherently kind-hearted… she’ll surely bring lots of trouble in the future!”

The Pri Minister’s Estate is indeed a nest of troubles. Did he truly hate his father, Leng Yi, at the beginning for not wanting to acknowledge him? Did Leng Yi overestimate himself?

Zhuo Junli simply found the Pri Minister’s Estate too botherso, that’s all.