Chapter 1677 - 1670: The Truth About the Marriage

Chapter 1677 -1670: The Truth About the Marriage

But it had been a whole day, with gongs and drums resounding throughout the house, yet no one brought food or medicine to her and Zuo Fenglin. Zuo Fenglin hadn’t had his medicine all day and had started foaming at the mouth, rolling his eyes, and speaking nonsense.

“Ah ba… no… princess.”

The seven-year-old still had a crooked mouth and eyes askew, lying on the bed with twisted hands, babbling incoherently.

Lady Xu’s heart was shattered. She hugged Zuo Fenglin and cried, “My son! It’s all Zuo Qingqing… that damn aunt of yours who harmed you!”

“Zuo Qingqing!” In Lady Xu’s eyes burned the blood-red light of fury.

In the Rong Residence.

Rong Sheng fed Chu Xi some medicine for recovery and stayed with her the whole time.

Chu Xi clutched her hand and pleaded, “Mother, don’t let Daddy marry someone else, okay?”

She didn’t want Daddy to become someone else’s husband!

Even if he couldn’t be with Mother, he couldn’t marry someone else!

Rong Sheng never treated her like a child and told her, “I can’t cure your father’s illness now. Forcibly telling him the truth could endanger his life.”

Chu Yifeng’s body could no longer withstand any more turmoil.

“But…” Chu Xi’s voice was hoarse, and she tightly grasped Rong Sheng’s hand, “Isn’t there another way, Mother?”

Rong Sheng’s brows lowered slightly; she was waiting.

After a while, Ah Hong brought people over, “Doctor Rong.”

Rong Sheng looked up at him, “Did you catch the person?”

Ah Hong’s face was solemn, “We’ve interrogated the Witch Doctor, but he said the medicine is with Zuo Qingqing. If we forcibly capture Zuo Qingqing, I’m afraid she might choose to perish together with the master.”

Rong Sheng furrowed her brows slightly, “Don’t let Zuo Qingqing find out, and look for an opportunity to take me to see that Witch Doctor once.”

She wanted to personally ask how he manipulated Chu Yifeng, making him wake up and erasing all his memories, turning him into his current state.

Ah Hong nodded and said arrangements would be made on the day of the wedding when Zuo Qingqing lowered her guard to bring out the hidden Witch Doctor.

Zuo Qingqing had always been cautious and ruthless; for Chu Yifeng’s safety, they needed to be more careful.

Although Zuo Qingqing didn’t want to get married like this, she wanted to see Chu Yifeng personally kill Rong Sheng and her daughter, but now, given the current situation, she dared not delay any longer.

She always felt something strange about the Witch Doctor.

Back then, she had found him with great effort and had kidnapped his granddaughter to make him obey her.

Now, Rong Sheng and her daughter had left him somewhat dazed, making him no longer fully trust her!

She had to gain possession of him quickly!

Zuo Qingqing knew Chu Yifeng was busy with wedding preparations, impatient within half a month, but she still made a request to Chu Yifeng.

She wanted Rong Sheng and her daughter to attend the ceremony.

Chu Yifeng frowned upon hearing this, “Why do you insist on opposing them? Don’t you trust Your Highness?”

Zuo Qingqing noticed the irritation in his eyes and was somewhat alarmed, “I just want… everyone to witness our wedding.”

“Chu Heng has announced to the world the ceremony of Your Highness’ wedding to you—isn’t that everyone witnessing? Why do you insist on quarreling with that mother and daughter?” Chu Yifeng held a wedding invitation in his hand, feeling vexed, and he threw it heavily to the ground.

Zuo Qingqing quickly picked up the invitation, tears falling gracefully, “Ah Feng, if you don’t like it, then forget it. I was just… saying it as a thought.”

Not daring to further provoke Chu Yifeng’s displeasure, she wiped her tears and left.

Chu Yifeng looked at the room full of festive decorations, but he felt not a single bit of joy!

In his agitation, he kicked the table, breaking it apart.

“Ah Hong!”

He shouted loudly towards the outside.

Ah Hong entered carrying his hemline, bowing in front of him, “Master.”

“Your Highness’ wedding, go call Rong Sheng to attend the ceremony.” Although Chu Yifeng was irritated, he still did as Zuo Qingqing had said.

He didn’t want his beloved woman to have even a hint of unhappiness.

Even though, for such an unreasonable person as he was, he found this act incredibly twisted.

Ah Hong nodded, “Yes.”

“Come back!”

Chu Yifeng called out again, asking Ah Hong, “That Chu Xi… did Your Highness once love her dearly?”

Ah Hong pressed his lips together, saying nothing.

Chu Yifeng, supporting his aching head, said, “Your Highness always feels heartache when she cries, but there’s no memory of her!”

Ah Hong’s eyes deepened, “Master, do not be disturbed; for now, just handle the wedding well.”

Chu Yifeng frowned, pressing down on this matter in his heart.

But that very night, he began feeling unwell with a fever, and he dreamed of scenes absent from his memory, of Rong Sheng and her daughter.

In his dream, Chu Xi, the little girl, sweetly called him, “Daddy.”

“Master! Master!”

Ah Hong was extremely worried about Chu Yifeng’s condition; this fever lasted for three entire days.

Zuo Qingqing was also anxious, hiding the Witch Doctor in the underground chamber of the Zuo Residence, and hurriedly went to consult him, “Why won’t Your Highness’ fever go down, what’s happening?”

“He’s been poisoned multiple times, his life was already not safe, it’s only because someone with strong medical skills is by his side that he remains alive!

I told you before, witchcraft can awaken him, you just have to make him see you first thing, and that confuses his memory, making you the most important person in his heart.

However, I also told you early on, this is not the sign of a long life!”

“Your Highness cannot die! Even if he’s to die, it can only be when I crush the glass ball, then he can die! Besides me, no one should think about curing him or letting him die!” In the darkness, Zuo Qingqing’s gaze was ferocious, as cruel as a venomous snake sticking out its forked tongue.

“I’ve already told you, the glass ball is also in your hands, when will you return my granddaughter to me? She’s still a child.” The Witch Doctor’s voice was hoarse and pleading.

His pair of aged hands were full of wrinkles, appearing extremely pitiful.

They had originally lived in isolation for many years, but because the little granddaughter was curious about the world outside, he took her out once, and they fell into Zuo Qingqing’s hands.

Zuo Qingqing looked down upon him, “Wait until I become the Eighth Princess.”

The Witch Doctor could only let his hands fall helplessly.

Zuo Qingqing left in a rage, not noticing that all her movements in the Zuo Residence were being closely monitored. After she left, Lady Xu looked towards the place where she hid people.

The underground chamber of the Zuo Residence, she even locked it.

Twelve days later, Chu Yifeng’s grand wedding had become a topic of lively discussion throughout Jiang Du City.

Chu Yifeng held a grand banquet, known to all under heaven, but the attendees were all from the Silver Moon Pavilion’s ghost city. Many officials in the court wanted to attend but dared not enter the mansion, until Chu Heng arrived, and they dared to follow Chu Heng’s lead.

The inhabitants of the ghost city who lived underground for long came out in the open, wearing strangely terrifying clothes; most of them feared sunlight, even loathing it.

But they dared not fail to attend their master’s wedding.

Two with hollowed ears and buckteeth gathered to discuss, “Why is the master marrying the daughter of an official?”

“Isn’t it supposed to be Princess Rong?

Before, the master loved the fairy in the attic the most.”

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