Chapter 1395: 1390: Ruthless Madman Chu

Chapter 1395: Chapter 1390: Ruthless Madman Chu

Rong Sheng’s face darkened as she laid Chu Yifeng back onto the bed. With the last of his strength, Chu Yifeng grabbed her, “Sister Rong Sheng, why do you hate me?”

Had he treated her that badly in the past?

Rong Sheng shook off his hand and went to look for Su Yingxue to prepare the medicine.

Her heart was seized by a nameless panic.

After she left, Chu Yifeng struggled to sit up, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, and murmured a cold, low laugh, “Since you hate this prince so much, I won’t drag you down with me in death.”

At night, those gravely ill found breathing difficult, and symptoms like vomiting blood became more frequent. Su Yingxue and Rong Sheng were simply overwhelmed, but they dared not let the military doctors in for fear that they would become infected as well.

After all, aside from Rong Sheng who had been vaccinated, and Su Yingxue who had Little Ginseng to protect her, there was no way to guarantee that the military doctors wouldn’t catch the disease.

Just when they were utterly exhausted, Ah Hong came by with some difficulty, “Empress, the emperor has arrived. He’s at the entrance.”

“Why has he come again?” Su Yingxue quickly stood up, taking off an outer garment and headed outside.

She had clearly instructed Chu Yihan not to come over personally at all costs to avoid contagion.

She would try her best to save Chu Yifeng and everyone else here.

At first, Rong Sheng didn’t notice anything amiss until Su Yingxue was gone for the duration of an incense stick of time and hadn’t returned. The entire mansion, previously full of recuperating people, now bustled with the transportation of goods. They moved all the cooking oil out of the kitchen, and it was only when Rong Sheng smelled the oil in the air that she furrowed her brow and stepped outside.

She saw piles of firewood, hay, and many other combustible materials lined up against the walls. Rong Sheng immediately stepped forward to stop them, “What are you doing?”

She was most familiar with Ah Hong and knew these people would listen to him, and he, in turn, obeyed Chu Yifeng.

It must have been Chu Yifeng who ordered this!

Ah Hong, too, had been infected, and their movements were already extremely inconvenient, but still they worked.

Ah Hong fell silent, “Doctor Rong, you know the master better than anyone.”

Chu Yifeng’s heart harboured her, and she was like the worm inside his belly.

She should know that Chu Yifeng’s ruthless determination wouldn’t encumber others.

“Just wait a bit longer! There will be a way,” Rong Sheng suddenly implored them, “Don’t do this!”

Chu Yifeng was planning to die together with everyone!

Ah Hong saw the figure behind Rong Sheng, then turned to continue his task.

Before Rong Sheng could look back, she was embraced by Chu Yifeng around the waist.

He sealed her acupoints, rendering her immobile.

Trapped in his embrace, Rong Sheng spoke out, “Chu Yifeng, don’t be so rash! Yingxue and I will find a way.”

“If there were a way, it would have appeared by now, wouldn’t it? People outside are also getting infected one after another. I’ve had the people from the ghost market arrest them all.”

Chu Yifeng sneered in a low voice.

Before Rong Sheng could make another sound, he sealed her vocal acupoint, leaving her unable to move or speak.

Carrying her, he headed towards the back of the mansion, speaking as they went, “This was originally a minister’s villa of Ji Yun Country, big enough to accommodate a thousand people. It was fortunate to fit them all. If we capture all the infected and set a fire, the problem will be solved.”

Demon!

Tears welled up in Rong Sheng’s eyes. Chu Yifeng had always been this sort of crazed, unreasonable man!

Couldn’t he just wait a bit longer?

Dragging these thousands of people to die together!

Chu Yifeng carried Rong Sheng to the backyard while still laughing. “Your Highness knows you must be cursing inside, but this method of mine is the most direct and effective. Sometimes sacrificing a few can lead to a better situation, which is not necessarily unacceptable. Your Highness is not as kind-hearted as Chu Yihan; once you’re infected, you might as well not spread the disease to others early on.”

Over and over again, the contagion spread. It was better to die cleanly all at once.

As they passed by, there were soldiers from the army, bound and brought there against their will. They did not want to die and, seeing Chu Yifeng, they pleaded for mercy. “Your Highness, spare our lives! Please let us have another chance at treatment! The empress is highly skilled in medicine; she can cure us!”

They all had families, wives, and children!

Chu Yifeng looked at them, his tone ice cold, tinged with a hint of mockery. “If I could be cured, would Your Highness still die with you? Your Highness also has a daughter, and a brother.”

But their continued existence meant only transmission of disease, a burden on others. It would be better to die early, to end this battle and restore peace to the world.

Only then could the families of these people, his Xi’er, enjoy peace.

Upon hearing Chu Yifeng’s words, they all lowered their heads, quietly shedding tears, accepting the fact that their diseases were incurable.

Rong Sheng’s breathing grew heavy with anger. They could try again! They could still try!

Chu Yifeng had already carried Rong Sheng out of the estate. He placed her on a small hill some hundred meters away from the estate.

He gently stroked Rong Sheng’s cheeks, his movements becoming gentle for the first time. “It’s safe here. Even when the fire starts, it won’t reach you. Chu Yihan’s men should be able to find you soon. After three ‘hours,’ your acupoints will release naturally, and you’ll be fine.”

“Feng…” Rong Sheng struggled to open her mouth, trying to make a sound to stop him.

“Stop calling. No one can change what Your Highness has decided, but truly, Your Highness is quite reluctant to let you go.”

Chu Yifeng pinched Rong Sheng’s chin, his bloodshot eyes ruthless and fierce, yet tinged with a trace of regret. “Rong Sheng, do you truly love Your Highness?”

Rong Sheng stopped trying to speak, much to Chu Yifeng’s disappointment.

This disappointment was like that of a person who, after struggling futilely in the sea for a long time, finally grabbed a piece of driftwood, only for it to suddenly break.

He fell back into the sea.

Doomed to a dead end.

Chu Yifeng bit hard on Rong Sheng’s lips, biting until blood appeared. Drops of blood fell on his gorgeous lips, sinister and enchanting.

He licked his lips and turned away with a cold laugh. “Rong Sheng, in the next life, Your Highness will come to entangle you again.”

No!

Don’t leave!

Chu Yifeng, come back!

Rong Sheng, unable to move, could only keep mouthing words.

But Chu Yifeng left, walking away without turning back.

He did not see the heartbreaking pain in her eyes, nor did he see her lips moving, as she struggled to shout out those few words.

The fire started quickly. Su Yingxue was woken up by Chu Yihan, and by the time she arrived, thick smoke was already billowing above the estate.

“Chu Yifeng, come out to Your Majesty!”

Chu Yihan impulsively wanted to rush in but was held back by Mo Qi and Ye Qingru. “Emperor, don’t be rash!”

“Emperor, you must not go in! The fire is too fierce!”

“Emperor, the Eighth Prince had long decided to lead people to their deaths! All the infected soldiers in the army have been taken away, and even a military doctor has disappeared!”

Someone wailed such sorrows nearby.

Chu Yifeng was too ruthless!

In this estate set on fire were thousands of people!

“Sister Rong Sheng! Where is Sister Rong Sheng?” Su Yingxue grew anxious. Chu Yifeng, this madman, was going to burn all the infected people, not sparing himself; how could Rong Sheng possibly escape?

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