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

Chapter 1445: Chapter 1440: She Remembered

The Qilin Garden at night was adorned with dazzling green jade glass cups, brightening the entire garden like it was day as Su Miaoyan played without a hint of sleepiness, wanting to run about in the garden. Xiao Yu bathed the whole place in light as if to chase away the night.

Mu Qianya sat beside Su Miaoyan at the stone table. She, the Eldest Young Miss from a family of merchants, was accustomed to all kinds of luxurious sights. Yet even she couldn’t help but exclaim, sitting under the light of the green jade glass cups, “Xiao Yu really goes all out. Spending fortunes for the smile of a beauty, even my own father has never spent so much on a woman.”

The value of just one of these green jade glass cups could sustain a common family for a lifetime.

Feng Ling whispered by Mu Qianya’s side, “When Xiao Yu had his wedding, the occasion was extremely grand already. These green jade glass cups, to him, must seem like nothing.”

The head of the Xiao family, ah, could one even imagine the extent of his wealth?

Feng Ling said this so nonchalantly, it made Mu Qianya seem almost too astonished. She poked Feng Ling’s head, “I’ll find you a good family to marry into as well, one that’s willing to spend money on you like this, so you can truly savor the taste.”

Feng Ling shook her head as if she was a rattle drum, “This maid is not so fortunate to enjoy such things. Being locked up here like Miss Su, treated almost like a prisoner, under constant confinement, I would rather marry into an ordinary family and live a peaceful life.”

At least she wouldn’t have to stay within ten steps of Xiao Yu every day, always under his watchful eye.

Mu Qianya chuckled lightly. Feng Ling’s thinking wasn’t wrong. Sometimes she envied the depth of Xiao Yu’s affection for Su Miaoyan, but at other times, when she witnessed Xiao Yu’s near-madness for confinement and paranoia, she felt that Su Miaoyan was very pitiable.

Even with her family so close at hand, they could not meet her.

While Su Miaoyan continued to play, Mu Qianya couldn’t help but speak to Xiao Yu, “How long do you plan to persist? Who’s to say that tomorrow the main gate of Qilin Garden won’t be broken down by the Imperial Guards?”

Su Miaoyan’s family was not of trivial standing, but rather the current emperor himself, as well as the noble and aristocratic Marquis of Martial South’s Manor. Xiao Yu could block others, but here in Jiang Du City, he couldn’t stop them from storming into Qilin Garden.

“Get out.”

A sinister gleam flared in Xiao Yu’s eyes, making the air around him grow thin, suffocating Mu Qianya.

Yet as Mu Qianya continued to help him hide the truth from Su Miaoyan, she found her conscience pricked. Just as she was about to speak again, Pursuer’s hand clenched her throat.

At Xiao Yu’s signal, he let her realize what hung between life and death.

When Pursuer grabbed her neck, Mu Qianya’s breath stopped instantly. Feng Ling attempted to call for help but was struck unconscious, and as Pursuer lifted Mu Qianya, her feet left the ground, darkness loomed before her eyes, and she struggled on the brink of life and death, the suffocating pain making every hair on her body stand on end.

“You big bully, what are you doing! Don’t pick on Sister Mu!”

Su Miaoyan, tired from her play, returned to rest just in time to witness the scene. Startled, she hurriedly grabbed Pursuer’s clothing, yelling, “Don’t pick on Sister Mu! Let her go!”

Apart from obeying Xiao Yu’s orders, Pursuer would never oppose Su Miaoyan, but her punches and kicks meant nothing to him.

With no strength left, Mu Qianya closed her eyes, and in the moment before losing consciousness, she heard a man’s deep voice, “Let her go.”

Pursuer released her, and Mu Qianya collapsed to the ground. It took her a while to catch her breath and become aware of her surroundings and everything real again.

Su Miaoyan hugged her protectively, tears falling pitter-patter, “Sister Mu, are you okay?”

She ran up to Xiao Yu, kicking him angrily, “You meanie, why are you bullying Sister Mu again? Do you want to kill her?”

Xiao Yu picked her up and went back inside, ignoring Mu Qianya.

Mu Qianya sat on the ground, gasping heavily. She could still hear Su Miaoyan crying and making a fuss at Xiao Yu. She was still scolding him. She was still alive.

But in that brief moment, she had nearly lost her life.

All because she had softened her heart for a moment and spoken up for Su Miaoyan.

She woke Feng Ling up, and Feng Ling, trembling with fear, helped her to her feet. “Miss, are you alright? That assassin, he didn’t… didn’t hurt you, did he?”

Just as she finished speaking, she let out a scream, “Miss, your neck!”

A large bruise marred her skin, looking terrifyingly as though it was about to be twisted off!

Mu Qianya covered her mouth, “Help me up, let’s go back to my room first.”

Today, she truly shouldn’t have let her emotions cloud her judgment, which angered Xiao Yu.

She empathized with Su Miaoyan, but she forgot that she was a collaborator with Xiao Yu.

Zhui Ying’s strike had caught her completely off guard…

“Miss, we can’t leave now, and you shouldn’t bother with Su Miaoyan anymore. Look at that assassin, he could kill you with just one hand!” Feng Ling felt heartache for Mu Qianya, who had gone through such peril.

Mu Qianya chuckled softly, “Alright.”

She didn’t abuse herself. Upon returning, she promptly applied medicine and used a hot towel to soothe the area.

As her hand covered the hot towel and gently rubbed her neck, she was reminded of when Zhui Ying had choked her with such ferocity and resolution, showing no exceptions.

This was utterly different from the time he told her there was no need to fear.

He had once given her a sense of security.

She let down her guard, believing she might be an exception. That’s why she couldn’t help but say those words.

But reality slapped her hard in the face.

Mu Qianya’s eyelashes drooped as she lectured herself, reminding that from now on, she couldn’t have any personal feelings involved. What she wanted was the family business of the Mu Family, so she must always prioritize interests above all else.

In Xiao Yu’s room, Su Miaoyan had been holding her breath for a long time.

Different from when he was with Mu Qianya, Xiao Yu never showed any temper towards Su Miaoyan. When Su Miaoyan was tired from scolding him, he would tenderly offer her water, suggesting she bathe and rest so they could talk the next morning.

After her bath, Su Miaoyan was cradled onto the bed by him, and she continued to mutter under her breath, kicking him at the same time, “Bad man, big bad man! Bullying Sister Mu, I won’t sleep with you!”

Xiao Yu let her curse, yet he still slept by her side every night, warming her hands and feet, covering her with blankets.

These actions were futile for Su Miaoyan to resist, but when Xiao Yu once again warmed her feet in his hands, her head began to ache again, and those fleeting images haunted her like a nightmare.

“Brother Yu!”

“Brother Yu, are you done with your work?”

“Brother Yu, I want to eat braised carp and eight-treasure rice!”

“Brother Yu, look, my belly seems to have grown a bit.”

“Brother Yu, the baby moved!”

Those crisp and sweet voices incessantly bombarded her ears, making her unconsciously murmur along, “Brother Yu, Brother Yu…”

Xiao Yu stiffened, one hand holding her little foot, the other trembling as he tenderly stroked her cheek, “Yan’er, are you calling for me?”

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