Chapter 1674 - 1667: She Starts Learning to Be a Mother

Chapter 1674 -1667: She Starts Learning to Be a Mother

This feeling, he had once believed, would only arise when he was facing Chu Yihan.

Because they were brothers born of the same mother, the closest of kin.

No!

Chu Yifeng furrowed his brows deeply—this isn’t right!

He knew himself well. Even if it involved his own bloodline, if he didn’t acknowledge or love the child, it was impossible for his emotions to be swayed to this extent. This Chu Xi, she…

Something’s wrong!

“Whose daughter are you?” Chu Yifeng took a swift step forward, his cold and oppressive gaze locking onto Chu Xi.

Chu Xi stared at his cold and resolute face inches away and spoke firmly, enunciating every word, “I, Chu Xi, am the daughter of Chu Yifeng and… Rong Sheng.”

“Rong Sheng? Impossible! Is it not true that you’re Qingqing’s and My child?” Chu Yifeng gripped her shoulders tightly, almost breaking her delicate bones.

Zuo Qingqing’s heart trembled violently, “Your Highness…”

She frantically stepped up to Chu Yifeng’s side, but even as she tried to compose herself, her voice shook uncontrollably. “Your Highness, why would you ask this? Could it be that Qingqing has failed you by not bearing children for you?”

“Shut up!” Without so much as glancing at her, Chu Yifeng shouted at her fiercely.

Zuo Qingqing froze in fear.

Chu Xi, enduring the intense pain in her shoulder, kept her expression unchanged and met Chu Yifeng’s gaze. “My mother’s name is Rong Sheng.”

She had no connection with Zuo Qingqing!

“No…” Chu Yifeng’s first instinct was that this wasn’t right—Chu Xi tugged at his heartstrings, making him ache for her, making him suffer!

A child like this couldn’t possibly be born to a woman who seduced him.

This should be the child born of a woman he loved dearly.

Heavy-hearted, Chu Yifeng turned and pulled Zuo Qingqing away.

“Your Highness! Your Highness, Feng Lin hasn’t woken up yet! Your Highness!” Zuo Qingqing stumbled as she was dragged along, almost falling, but Chu Yifeng showed no intention of stopping, continuing to pull her away briskly.

“Qingqing! Qingqing, at least leave the doctor here! What about Feng Lin… what will happen to him?”

Madam Jiang saw that as soon as Chu Yifeng left, the doctor followed him, leaving her grandson lying on the ground, unable to utter a word. Panicked, she began begging whoever was in sight.

“Save my grandson!”

“Please save my grandson!”

Madam Jiang clutched Zuo Feng Lin, falling to her knees before Rong Sheng.

Chu Xi’s gaze turned icy in an instant.

She clenched her fists, unwilling for her mother to save Zuo Feng Lin.

But she knew Rong Sheng, with a healer’s compassion, would never forsake a patient due to their identity.

Rong Sheng’s expression remained calm and collected as she looked down at Zuo Feng Lin, already having preliminarily diagnosed him. “It’s caused by the medicine he took.”

Zuo Feng Lin wasn’t originally a match for Su Chenyang, yet he forced himself to win by taking a stimulant-type medicine that granted him explosive strength in an instant. However, such medicine inflicts severe damage to the body.

If untreated in time, even an adult wouldn’t be able to bear it—let alone a child this young.

“Hurry up! Why are you still dawdling? You studied medicine to save lives! My grandson is on the brink—save him already!” Madam Jiang grabbed Rong Sheng’s sleeve and even hit her forcefully, urging her on.

Standing to the side, Chu Heng’s expression grew cold as well.

When begging for help, one shouldn’t act this way.

Rong Sheng wasn’t unwilling to save Zuo Feng Lin, but her own daughter was also injured.

She pried Madam Jiang’s hand away, picked up her medicine chest, and walked toward Chu Xi.

Extending her hand toward Chu Xi, she said, “Come, let me dress your wounds.”

“Mother?” Chu Xi raised her head in surprise. “You’re not going to save… Zuo Feng Lin?”

Rong Sheng turned back and cast a cold glance at Madam Jiang and the child in her arms, then replied indifferently, “I’m not saving him.”

“Mother…”

Chu Xi’s eyes welled up, tears finally spilling over.

Rong Sheng led Chu Xi away by the hand, while Madam Jiang began screaming frantically behind them, “You wretched woman! How dare you refuse to save my grandson!”

“Rong Sheng! You vile creature, what gives you the right not to save my grandson?”

“Come back here right now!”

Madam Jiang—the very image of a mad dog—lunged forward, seemingly ready to tear Rong Sheng apart.

Zuo Jiaojiao lay covered in dust, sobbing in confusion, unable to process what had happened.

Chu Heng ordered his men to stop Madam Jiang and whispered, “I will send for the court physician. Madam Jiang, please show restraint.”

“Restraint? Are you seriously asking for restraint right now? My grandson… he’s…”

Madam Jiang refused to back down, weeping and shouting endlessly. But with Sun Wu’s people holding her back, she could no longer disturb Rong Sheng or the Marquis’s Manor.

Rong Sheng treated Chu Xi’s wounds briefly, then let her lie on her lap to rest.

Surrounded by this cocoon of happiness, Chu Xi hadn’t dared to imagine such a moment before. “Mother, thank you.”

“Mm.” Rong Sheng pulled out a blanket to cover her, and tried patting her lightly, as if soothing her.

Such an action should come naturally to a mother, but it felt unfamiliar and awkward for her.

Chu Xi didn’t dare to ask for more, lying on Rong Sheng’s lap until she fell asleep, only waking once they arrived at the Marquis’s Manor.

Knowing that Su Chenyang was injured, Rong Sheng rushed over to treat his wounds.

Su Hao and Wu Jinyan were naturally delighted at her arrival.

After checking Su Chenyang’s pulse, Rong Sheng frowned slightly, “His internal injuries are severe and will require time to heal. During this period, he must not practice martial arts or engage in strenuous activities.”

Wu Jinyan nodded immediately. “Alright, I will watch over him carefully during this time.”

Su Hao prepared the prescription Rong Sheng had written and personally went to the medicine hut to gather the herbs.

After standing up, Rong Sheng formally bowed to Wu Jinyan.

She rarely performed such gestures, and when she did, they appeared stiff. But her sincerity was unmistakable to Wu Jinyan.

Rong Sheng said, “Thank you to the Su family for protecting Chu Xi. That should have been my responsibility as her mother.”

In her absence, the Su family had shielded Chu Xi, and Su Chenyang had even sustained serious injuries. It was something she ought to have borne herself.

Knowing her status, Wu Jinyan simply nodded in return. “Under the orders of the empress and the Crown Prince, the Su family will always comply. My Chenyang genuinely cares for the princess and wishes for her well-being.”

Before leaving, Rong Sheng stood beside Su Chenyang’s bed and said softly, “Thank you.”

Su Chenyang gave a faint smile and looked at Rong Sheng’s departing silhouette with some doubt.

“Mother, the princess said her mother was aloof and otherworldly, never loving her. But… I feel like Doctor Rong loves the princess deeply.”

Wu Jinyan sat by his bedside, chuckling. “What mother wouldn’t love her child? To endure ten months of pregnancy and the agony of labor—it’s all a mother’s sacrifice of her own life!”

“But from what I see, perhaps Doctor Rong simply doesn’t know how to be a mother yet.”

This has something to do with the man she married.

Being a new mother, everything is unfamiliar.

But with Su Hao by her side, loving and protecting her and the child as they learned to nurture their baby together, it came naturally.

As for Doctor Rong…

Her relationship with the Eighth Prince seemed far too turbulent, never resembling the mutual affection between her and Su Hao.

It’s no wonder that when it comes to being a mother, she seems both unfamiliar and a little lost.

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