Chapter 1680: Chapter 1673: The Storm of Blood and Fishy Wind in the Bridal Chamber

"I’ll stay with Mom; it’s fine."

Chu Xi smiled at Chu Heng, "You’re so busy these days; go back and rest early."

Chu Xi took out a packet of layered cakes from her pocket, "I made this myself, and saved it just for you."

Chu Heng smiled brightly, "Elder Sister always cares for me the most."

"Go on now." Chu Xi patted Chu Heng’s head.

Obedient and adorable, Chu Heng left together with Chu Jinling.

Seated in the imperial carriage, Chu Heng ate the layered cakes while exclaiming, "Sister truly spoils her younger brother, saving the best for me."

The Eighth Prince’s Mansion.

Outside the bridal chamber, Rong Sheng held hands with Chu Xi, sitting in the courtyard.

Chu Xi looked at the shadows of two figures cast on the window. The oppressive anger inside her was completely uncontrollable.

She opened her mouth several times, wanting to say something to Rong Sheng, but his calm demeanor made her hesitant to speak.

Seeing her agitation, Rong Sheng noticed her hand repeatedly touching the Silver Dragon Dagger hidden in her sleeve and advised, "Uncle Ah Hong repaired your dagger per Mom’s orders, but it wasn’t meant for you to act rashly. Daddy entrusted it to you for self-defense, not for causing harm proactively."

"But she deceived Daddy, stole Daddy away! And now she wants to share the bridal chamber with Daddy!"

Though Chu Xi was still young, her medical knowledge made her understand what a bridal chamber signified. While she might not comprehend everything, she had a strong sense of possession.

Her deepest love was for Daddy, who could only belong to her—no one else’s Daddy, and certainly not a stolen Daddy.

Mom loved Daddy the most. How could she tolerate another woman taking him away?

Rong Sheng calmed her restless agitation. Before long, Ah Hong arrived, "Doctor Rong, the Witch Doctor has been brought."

Rong Sheng nodded, "Mom has matters to attend to. Are you staying here to guard Daddy?"

Although Chu Xi didn’t want to stay, if both her Mom and she left Daddy, and he was taken away, she would be unwilling to accept such a loss!

She nodded, gripping the Silver Dragon Dagger tightly in her sleeve, and obediently sat back on the stone bench.

Ah Hong led Rong Sheng to a vacant room in the neighboring courtyard. Rong Sheng asked him, "Why did you bring him out now?"

"He’s dying."

Ah Hong furrowed his brows tightly, his raised right hand clenched into a fist.

Rong Sheng’s eyes flashed with surprise, and she quickened her pace to move forward.

The Witch Doctor had three golden needles piercing his chest—self-inflicted. When he saw Rong Sheng, his eyes shone brightly, "Doctor... Rong!"

"I’m here to save you!"

Seeing this, Rong Sheng grasped his hand, intending to administer aid.

But the Witch Doctor, with his coarse and aged hand, gripped her wrist tightly, "No need! The poison has infiltrated my body—I don’t have long to live! I’ll tell you everything about the Eighth Prince and beg you to save my granddaughter!"

The Witch Doctor confessed how he and his granddaughter were captured and blackmailed by Zuo Qingqing into performing witchcraft on Chu Yifeng, urging Rong Sheng, "That woman of the Zuo Residence forced the truth onto the Eighth Prince. If Zuo Qingqing shatters the glass orb again, he’ll be beyond saving!"

The mysteries of witchcraft defy conventional understanding.

"How can he be saved?" Rong Sheng’s eyes revealed urgency.

"Keep the Eighth Prince alive and place the glass orb near him. My granddaughter! Find her—she’s my successor, and she can..."

The Witch Doctor became too agitated, and with blood surging up from his chest, the words he could have finished became clogged in his throat.

As his body slumped to the ground, Rong Sheng’s eyes widened, "It’s bad! That woman from the Zuo Residence... isn’t Zuo Qingqing!"

There’s another woman from the Zuo family seeking to harm Chu Yifeng!

Rong Sheng and Ah Hong rushed to Chu Yifeng’s courtyard.

He hadn’t consummated his marriage with Zuo Qingqing.

When Zuo Qingqing was holding onto him, intending to kiss him, a woman stormed in with a knife, shouting shameful insults at Zuo Qingqing, accusing her of deceit!

She was clutching the Witch Doctor’s granddaughter.

The little girl stood trembling in a corner, her clothes in tatters. When the woman questioned her, she only responded with nods.

But it was precisely these nods that made Chu Yifeng sense something amiss. "Witchcraft?"

"Indeed! Doesn’t the Eighth Prince find it unfamiliar? Clearly, you’re facing the woman you love, yet you feel nothing for her?

Because Zuo Qingqing has been using witchcraft to control you from the start!

She filled your memories with her alone! But in reality, the one you truly love is Doctor Rong Sheng!

It’s not her at all!"

The woman pointed the knife at Zuo Qingqing and screamed with rage.

When Zuo Qingqing saw the Witch Doctor’s granddaughter, all the blood drained from her face—her complexion turned pale to the point of translucence!

"It’s over..."

This thought dominated her mind!

Her entire plan had been uncovered and foiled by the woman!

Despite her attempts to calm herself down and fabricate explanations to deceive Chu Yifeng, the moment she resumed her composure, Chu Yifeng turned to look at her.

"Hah."

With that glance, reeking of blood and fury, Zuo Qingqing felt like she had stepped into the depths of Hades.

She had already turned into nothing but white bones.

Chu Yifeng would skin her alive, dismantle her bones, and cast her into the eighteenth layer of hell!

Such terrifying eyes!

"Zuo Qingqing, how dare you deceive Your Highness?"

Chu Yifeng’s eyes were bloodshot, like a beast in the forest, as he reached out and gripped Zuo Qingqing’s neck, lifting her entirely off the ground.

"Speak! How did you control Your Highness? What must be done to remove your control and restore Your Highness’s rightful memories!"

Chu Yifeng roared like an enraged lion, shaking the ground beneath them.

A glass orb fell out of Zuo Qingqing’s long sleeve.

The woman’s eyes lit up upon seeing the orb, and she reached out to snatch it.

"Give it to me!"

A small figure rushed in and, ahead of her, picked up the glass orb.

"You wretched girl, hand it over!" the woman shouted furiously at Chu Xi.

Chu Xi hid the glass orb inside her clothes and skillfully dodged backward, "Try stealing something from this princess!"

As she spoke, she noticed Chu Yifeng holding someone tightly, and her eyes flickered as she called out, "Daddy!"

"Danger!"

The moment the woman raised her knife to strike her, Chu Yifeng abandoned the person he was holding and rushed forward to protect her.

He struck the woman with a palm that directly shattered her heart veins, causing her to crash into the wall with a loud bang, her bones completely fractured.

She raised her head, her eyes filled with resentment toward Zuo Qingqing, who was also sprawled on the ground, gasping for breath.

Zuo Qingqing grabbed everything she could and hurled it at her, "You wretched woman! You traitorous wretch! You ruined me!"

She had worked so hard for so long, and success had seemed within grasp. She was moments away from becoming Chu Yifeng’s woman!

She was already seated in the position of the Eighth Princess!

But this wretched woman... dared to betray her!

She dared to destroy all her plans!

"Haha... hahaha!"

With her last breath, the woman lay on the ground, looking up and laughing bitterly, "Zuo Qingqing, you deserve this!"

"You selfish woman who cared nothing for my son’s survival... And you still dream of becoming the Eighth Princess?"

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