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

Chapter 1428: Chapter 1423: Executing Leng Shuqing

Warmth overflowed in Su Yingxue’s heart as she nestled her face against Chu Yihan’s and kissed him tenderly, at the corner of his lips, at the tip of his nose, moving upward to his forehead.

“Hiss!”

An abrupt pain made Chu Yihan support his temple and rub it vigorously.

“What’s wrong?” Su Yingxue cradled his face.

“My head hurts a bit.”

Chu Yihan shook his head. After a pang of pain, his vision momentarily blackened, but as his eyes reopened, it was as if the pain had been an illusion, quickly overrun by a sense of fatigue.

“Morning court is important, but your health is more important!”

Su Yingxue pulled him up from his chair, “It’s only three hours until court, no more reading, go to sleep!”

She forcibly led Chu Yihan to the bed, stripped off his robe and socks, and tucked him into the blankets, wrapping him up tightly, “Her Majesty will be right here to make sure you sleep!”

Chu Yihan chuckled, “Does the empress truly intend only to supervise, not wishing to sleep with me?”

“Just sleep!” Su Yingxue sternly glared at him, like a formidable wife.

She was tired too. She knew once she touched the bed, she would fall asleep at once, but Chu Yihan might use the opportunity to quietly get up and start reading memorials again—she would not allow that to happen again!

Having seen through Chu Yihan’s slight maneuvers, she sighed softly and could do nothing but drift into sleep.

Yet, what he had not anticipated was that that night, Su Yingxue really did spend the entire night sitting by the bed, pressing down his blanket to prevent him from getting up, curling up through the night. When he embraced her the next day, her body was somewhat cold.

“Silly girl, come warm up in bed.”

Chu Yihan lifted her into his arms. Su Yingxue, having been soaked in the cool air all night, suddenly found herself enveloped in warmth, causing her to involuntarily shiver and instinctively seek out the source of warmth.

She clung to a massive source of warmth—everything from top to bottom was warm, and it felt so good to the touch, firm at first but upon squeezing… soft and elastic, making it difficult to let go.

Chu Yihan pushed her hands away, “At this time, you still want to tease me?”

The time for him to attend court was drawing near.

“Tease? Hmm…”

Su Yingxue reluctantly opened her eyes, only to realize what she had been holding in her hands was indeed a broad expanse of Chu Yihan’s chest.

It felt so good.

She didn’t want to let go.

But she had to get going.

Su Yingxue buried herself in the blankets, pushing Chu Yihan away unwillingly, “Go on, go on, go on.”

She was already displeased with the court officials. If she delayed Chu Yihan from attending court any longer, by tomorrow she might be labeled a calamitous witch of an empress.

After Chu Yihan got dressed in his imperial robe, he returned to the bedside and planted a kiss on Su Yingxue, “After morning court, I will come to have lunch with you. You can touch all you want then.”

“Hmph!” Su Yingxue was unimpressed!

It wasn’t as if she hadn’t touched him before.

“Then will you give me a head rub?” Chu Yihan coaxed, as she inadvertently licked the hair that fell into her mouth.

Su Yingxue suddenly became fully alert, “Is your headache severe? Wouldn’t it be better to rest for a while today? I can take your pulse before you attend court?”

“There’s not enough time for that. Take my pulse at lunch.” Chu Yihan rubbed her head and tucked her back into the blankets again.

After he left, he instructed Sun Wu to take the Crown Prince to the Eastern Palace academy for his studies and ordered the palace staff not to disturb the Changsheng Hall, nor for any concubines to come and pay respects.

In the imperial court, Lu Mian once again brought up the matter of Leng Shuqing and Zhuo Junli’s punishment. Chu Yihan could not delay any longer and issued an imperial edict.

As the Doctor of Censorate read it out, Lu Mian’s eyes shimmered with excitement. He had been waiting for Chu Yihan to issue the decree!

This time, not a single member of Zhuo Junli’s family would escape.

But as the Doctor of Censorate finished reading, his expression slowly cracked.

Leng Shuqing was to be granted death in the imperial prison, and Leng Kangcheng’s lack of parenting skills resulted in him being demoted three ranks and exiled to Jiang Du City. However, Zhuo Junli… was merely punished by stripping him of three years of salary?

He had so blatantly protected Leng Shuqing. Chu Yihan had condemned him to the imperial prison, and yet he was not dismissed from his position, not beaten, and his Prime Minister status remained, with only a salary penalty?

Wasn’t this tantamount to a mere tickling?

Within the Hall of Diligent Government, Lu Mian stepped out from the head of the civilian officials. “Reporting to the emperor, Zhuo Junli had once shielded Imperial Consort Leng, assisted her escape from the palace, and harbored rebellious schemes. This humble official has not yet had the chance to report it and asks for the emperor’s forgiveness!”

He could not let the emperor simply let off the Leng family!

Or Zhuo Junli!

Chu Yihan’s brows furrowed slightly, his eyes filled with disapproval towards Lu Mian, “This matter has already passed some time ago, and you only report it now. Lord Lu, are you dissatisfied with my decision?”

Lu Mian knelt, “This humble official dares not, I plead guilty, it was my oversight.”

His attitude was sincere, and many lords behind him were impressed. “Lord Lu is truly loyal. At such a time, he could have remained silent, but he risked demotion and still spoke up.”

“He is wholeheartedly considerate of the emperor!”

“Lord Lu is loyal and upright, truly a model for our kind!”

Chu Yihan spoke coldly, “Rise, Lu Mian. You do have an oversight, but you were in charge of investigating the Crown Prince’s assassination attempt. The details you unearthed were clear and more meticulous than those found by the Ministry of Justice. I am aware of your intentions, so this time I will only deduct half a year of your salary. Be more careful in the future.”

“Yes, this humble official thanks the emperor for his gracious mercy.” Although Lu Mian appeared repentant on the surface, like a modest gentleman, his thoughts were dark. After all his long planning, he still hadn’t managed to kill Zhuo Junli or uproot the Leng family!

It was clear that the power of his, the Lu’s family, fell short compared to the Leng’s.

Damn!

In the span of a breath, Lu Mian had already stabilized his emotions. He still had to go to the imperial prison to announce the decree to Zhuo Junli.

Zhuo Junli was released, but his request to see Leng Shuqing one last time was denied by Lu Mian.

Clad in his official robe, Lu Mian looked like a gentleman carved from jade, far more handsome and composed than Zhuo Junli, who had spent some days in the imperial prison and seemed significantly less imposing.

The corner of his lips curled into a cold smile, “Prime Minister Zhuo, congratulation on your rebirth.”

Clothed in prisoner’s garb, with iron chains still on his wrists, Zhuo Junli gave a salute, causing the chains to jingle.

Standing before Lu Mian, he forced a smile, “Thanks to Lord Lu for your care, but as it turns out, Zhuo Junli is not so easily killed. Your scheming was in vain.”

“Farewell, Prime Minister Zhuo.” Lu Mian smiled as he sent Zhuo Junli out of the imperial prison.

Despite his resilience, Zhuo Junli collapsed in the courtyard upon returning to the Prime Minister’s residence.

There was panic within the Prime Minister’s residence.

Yun Sijin rushed over and ordered the servants to shut all the doors of the estate. The news of Zhuo Junli’s fainting could not leak out – otherwise, any servant who witnessed it would be sold off to Jiang Du City.

The servants of the Prime Minister’s residence were silent as cicadas in winter and even when brewing and serving medicine for Zhuo Junli, they dared not make a sound.

When Zhuo Junli opened his eyes to the canopy of his Prime Minister’s bed, he instinctively reached for something, only to encounter softness.

Yun Sijin sat beside the bed, softly saying, “My husband, don’t worry, I am here.”

“You’re still here…” Zhuo Junli seemed to breathe a sigh of relief and forced a self-deprecating smile.

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