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Chapter 231 The Qin Family is Nearing its End
"Miss, are you okay?"

Qin Qionghua staggered and almost fell, but was helped up by the maid beside her to keep her steady.

"I am fine."

She held the maid's hand, her face extremely pale.

"Where's Hongxing? Has she come back yet?"

She suddenly remembered something and looked up outside.

The maidservant paused for a moment, then looked towards the snow-covered courtyard, her expression somewhat bewildered: "Not...not yet."

Qin Qionghua didn't speak, but her chest heaved slightly. After a while, she finally said, "Go and guard the side gate. If anyone comes, bring them here immediately."

The young maid wanted to remind her mistress that no one would come in this weather, but seeing Qin Qionghua's excessively cold gaze, she swallowed back all the words she was about to say.

"I am fine."

After the maid who had been chosen left, Qin Qionghua hid her hands in her sleeves, her eyes gradually changing from blank to firm.

Having come this far, I have no regrets.

She cannot lose, she absolutely cannot.
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Tell me, has someone bullied you?

Upon hearing the tyrant's words, Qin Su's tears streamed down her face. Her fist, which was about to strike him, stopped. She looked up at him, tears streaming down her face, a sight that broke the heart of anyone who saw her.

"Why did you come back? Why didn't you wait until I was dead?"

With each word she spoke, Chu Jiang felt as if a knife had been plunged into his heart.

He restrained his emotions and pulled her into his arms: "Sangsang, don't say that..."

The two were acting strangely, and Qin Rusong couldn't help but look at the guard beside him: "What... what's going on?"

Having roughly guessed the truth, Ye Fan maintained a blank expression and said, "I don't know."

Qin Rusong: ...

"Should we let someone come up first, so they don't catch a cold?" he asked hesitantly.

The important thing is, we can't let His Highness the Crown Prince fall ill in his residence!
Upon hearing this, Ye Fan quickly glanced at him and said, "Prime Minister Qin is right, but given the current situation, I dare not go and disturb him. Why don't you go and give it a try?"

Qin Rusong: ...

If he dared to go, would he need to ask you?

No wonder she came from the Crown Prince's palace; she's got a lot of tricks up her sleeve.

"Don't say that, I can't live without you."

Chu Jiang held the person in his arms. The cold snow fell on his face, but he could not feel the temperature. In his mind, a sharp sound like a tsunami began to surge, frantically tearing at his expression.

Qin Su heard the system's sharp explosion; her "performance" was too outstanding, stimulating the tyrant's nerves.

He's showing some symptoms of the illness.

Just as I was taking a peek, something hard and warm was suddenly shoved into my hand.

Then the man grabbed her hand and slammed her against his chest: "You can get angry at me, but don't ignore me."

Qin Su had never seen a tyrant so humble before; the hand holding the dagger trembled slightly.

Meeting the man's pained gaze, she was suddenly jolted. What was she doing? It had nothing to do with him...

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, I'm so sorry..."

She threw the dagger into the snow and, weeping, hugged the man in front of her.

Chu Jiang didn't speak, but held her with almost all his might, as if he wanted to embrace her to the very marrow of his bones.

Judging from the images alone, the handsome man and beautiful woman embracing in the snow create a stunning visual effect.

That's right, that's right...

"Really, don't we need to see a doctor?"

Qin Rusong frowned, resisting the urge to point to his head and imply that the Crown Prince had a problem with his brain—a treasonous thought.

Ye Fan: ...Sometimes, even when I'm a subordinate, I really want to escape.

"No need." He paused for a moment, "Let's find it and take a look. Please prepare some ginger soup, Prime Minister."

"Of course, of course." Qin Rusong nodded in agreement, secretly hoping for an opportunity to be alone with his third daughter so he could figure out what kind of play she and the Crown Prince were putting on.

Seriously, none of the shows on stage were as exciting as theirs; it made his head spin.
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"Your Highness, ginger soup has been prepared in the warm pavilion. Why don't you go and have some to warm yourself up?"

When Chu Jiang finally managed to calm the person down and bring them over, everyone present remained calm, as if they hadn't seen anything at all.

Qin Su held the man's fingers, stood beside him with her head down, and looked like she didn't want to talk to anyone.

Qin Rusong tried several times to make eye contact with his daughter, but all attempts ended in failure.

Chu Jiang had just returned and indeed had many questions to ask, so he nodded aloofly.

Seeing this, Qin Rusong breathed a sigh of relief and immediately led the way.

Ye Fan happened to look over as well. He was wondering if the Seventh Prince had returned when he was met by an extremely cold and gloomy pair of eyes.

In an instant, goosebumps seemed to rise all over my body, and for some reason, I had a very bad feeling.

They remained silent the entire way. Apart from holding her hand tightly as if afraid she might suddenly disappear, Chu Jiang looked gloomy and serious, making him seem very unapproachable.

Qin Rusong tried to say something to ease the tension, but was repeatedly deterred by the man's terrifying gaze. Even after escorting him to the warm pavilion, he was still muttering to himself:
Strange, it seems like His Highness the Crown Prince has become a completely different person in the blink of an eye. His aura is so powerful, as if he has just come from the battlefield, and he is full of intimidation.

As soon as the door closed, the "intimidating" man's expression changed instantly. He pulled the girl, whose eyes were still red and who looked pitiful after crying, into his arms and asked with concern, "Sangsang, what happened? Did he bully you?"

As he said this, his eyes were filled with hostility, as if he was about to do something that would lead to their mutual destruction the moment she acknowledged him.

Looking at the man's fierce expression, Qin Su couldn't help but shed tears again.

The warm room was as cozy as spring, instantly dispelling the chill of the wind and snow outside. She shook her head, said nothing, and simply tiptoed to kiss him.

Chu Jiang stiffened for a moment. He wanted to ask her everything, but he couldn't resist her initiative.

Half-heartedly resisting, he picked up the girl with one arm when she kissed him, and returned the kiss fiercely yet urgently, as if to vent his earlier tension and anxiety.

For a moment, the only sounds in the room besides the crackling of the candlelight were the soft, intimate breathing.

She didn't know how long they kissed, but Qin Su felt short of breath, her brain was oxygen-deprived, and she was sweating profusely. Only then did she have to push away the person clinging to her: "Okay, okay..."

Her voice was so sweet it made your bones melt.

Chu Jiang barely managed to separate them, forehead to forehead, his eyes burning as he stared intently into the girl's eyes. He didn't say anything, but the possessiveness emanating from his eyes seemed to devour her whole.

"Dont look at me."

Qin Su felt weak in the knees under his gaze, and involuntarily, some inappropriate images flashed through her mind. She covered the man's eyes with her soft palm to clear her mind.
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After a while, they both calmed down.

Suddenly there was a knock on the door, saying that ginger soup had been delivered and that the two esteemed guests should drink it.

Qin Su didn't really like the taste of ginger soup, but it didn't seem right not to drink it.

She nudged the man beside her, signaling him to get it.

Chu Jiang didn't want to let go of her, but after being glared at by the little girl, he obediently got up.

He opened the door with a cold face, took the tray from the butler, and was about to leave when he was stopped:

"Your Highness, the master asks whether the banquet should continue."

Chu Jiang paused slightly, his brows furrowing.

He still doesn't understand why he's in the Prime Minister's residence.

But he was already back, so the promise the prince had made earlier was no longer valid. He was about to refuse and say it wasn't necessary, and he was about to leave with Sangsang when the girl's still-hoarse voice sounded from behind him:

"Yes, I've never met my mother before."

The steward's heart skipped a beat. This third young lady actually dared to interrupt the crown prince. Wasn't she being a bit too audacious?

Then he heard "Your Highness the Crown Prince" speak: "Alright, I'll do as you say." His voice was unexpectedly gentle and patient. If he had the guts, he would have even looked up to see if the Crown Prince's expression was as gentle as his voice.

"Yes, then this servant will go and inform the master immediately."

The butler tactfully withdrew, and after closing the door, he pondered for a moment and then changed direction.

"Drinked."

Chu Jiang handed the bowl to Qin Su, gesturing for her to drink it.

Qin Su glanced at it; the pungent smell was unmistakable. No wonder it was so useful.

However, she had no intention of getting sick anytime soon, so she obediently accepted the drink.

"Sigh~"

She couldn't help but stick out her tongue, her pretty little face scrunched up in a frown.

She seemed to hear a very short laugh, and when she looked up, she was met with the man's face pressing down on her once again.

He still hadn't kissed enough!
Qin Su had no interest in continuing; she had almost died from lack of oxygen just a moment ago.

"No, no more."

She pressed against the man's chest, turning her face away, but he still pressed his face against hers.

"How did you get back? Do you remember what happened these past few days?"

Chu Jiang slowly kissed down the girl's neck, only to find the smooth ribbon on her slender neck a bit of a nuisance, and without thinking, he wanted to tear it off.

Qin Su snapped out of her daze, realizing his actions and immediately knew something was wrong. She was about to stop him, but...

But it was still too late.

The hideous scar on her snow-white neck was thus unexpectedly revealed to the man.

Chu Jiang seemed to have been struck by lightning, his eyes staring blankly at her injury, unable to react for a long time.

"I'm fine, it was just a little accident."

Qin Su hurriedly tried to grab her collar to cover the injury, but the man grabbed her hand.

He didn't blink, his eyes fixed intently on that spot.

Although Qin Su couldn't see his expression, she knew in her heart that his expression must be very unpleasant.

"Ling Xiao, Ling Xiao?"

Her chest rose and fell slightly as she called to him in a gentle voice.

His eyes were focused on the monitoring screen displaying various indicators.

The screen showed no change, but because he remained silent, the atmosphere was more oppressive and tense than ever before.

Just as Qin Su had expected, Chu Jiang's expression was terrifying and sinister.

Even though the girl tried her best to hide it, how could he not guess where the injury came from?

At that moment, he hated his own powerlessness so much.

He wanted to kill the prince more than ever.

He can hate him, deliberately torment him, but he cannot hurt his Sangsang...

He's going to kill him!

You can't kill him.

Just as he was on the verge of emotional collapse and wanted to destroy "him" himself, a slightly immature boy's voice suddenly rang in his mind.

Chu Jiang didn't react; he was just momentarily stunned, thinking he had misheard.

He wants to kill the dog prince! He wants to kill him!

He dared to hurt the one he cared about most, and he'll make him regret it...

"Calm down. If you keep acting like this, he'll only dominate you."

The voice rang out again, tinged with a hint of helplessness, but it clearly reached his ears.

Chu Jiang was now certain that he hadn't misheard; there was indeed another voice.

He asked warily, "Who are you?"

Qin Su, who had been pinned down and unable to resist, suddenly focused her scattered mind upon hearing these words: "Don't you recognize me?"

The girl's voice sounded surprised and uneasy, and Chu Jiang realized that he had made her misunderstand.

"I wasn't talking to you, I..."

He quickly let go of her and lifted her off the bed, but his attempt to explain suddenly stopped.

What should he say?
Should he tell Sangsang that his illness has worsened again?
Did another voice appear in his mind?

"You what?"

Qin Su gently tugged at the man's shirt, her beautiful, lively eyes scanning his expression, trying to discern something.

"I," Chu Jiang pressed her small hand down with one hand, "feel like I can hear someone talking in my head."

With his other hand, he pointed to his head.

He originally intended to keep it a secret and not tell her.

But seeing the little girl's worried eyes, he still spoke up.

Will she be scared?
It definitely will.

The dog prince alone injured her, and now there's this strange voice... Is his body really going to be ruined?

Chu Jiang's mood entered its lowest point ever.

Qin Su was indeed somewhat surprised.

However, it wasn't as surprising as he had imagined. As a psychologist specializing in DIDI, this situation was quite common for her.

She also sensed the panic and unease beneath the man's calm exterior.

She reached out her warm, soft hand and gently stroked his sharply defined face, saying softly, "Really? Did you hear what he said?"

Upon hearing this, Chu Jiang looked up and met the girl's warm and caring eyes. His initial panic and gloom seemed to have been dispelled by her gentleness.

His Adam's apple bobbed up and down, and he gave a soft "hmm".

Qin Su suppressed her excitement and regained her composure: "What did you say?"

"I wanted to kill the crown prince, but he said I couldn't."

Qin Su was taken aback by Chu Jiang's answer.

That's so straightforward.

However, it is normal for personalities to be hostile to each other, especially since the tyrant and the crown prince were never on good terms.

"Hmm. And him? Do you know who he is?" she asked patiently.

Chu Jiang did not answer immediately, but instead asked in his mind in the same way: "Who are you?"

But to everyone's surprise, after waiting for a long time, the voice seemed to have disappeared, and there was no reply.

He waited for a while, until his brows furrowed, but he still didn't see him.

He looked at Qin Su with a hint of helplessness: "He's gone."

Qin Su blinked: "I see."

Chu Jiang was slightly taken aback. For some reason, the little girl's expression just now seemed somewhat familiar to him...