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

Chapter 1187: Chapter 1183: He Chooses to Stand by Su Yingxue

Xiao Hui curled his lips and said, “Decisive! I have no interest in you and your wife. Just bring me the body, destroy it, and I promise to let you and your madam go; I won’t trouble you again.”

Zi Wei’s martial arts were undetectable by most, and only he could infiltrate Yangzhou Prefecture and snatch the body from the emperor’s hands!

Moreover, even if it failed, the emperor wouldn’t be able to trace it back to him.

Without a second thought, Zi Wei refused. “Impossible.”

It was Xiao Hui who stole the evidence from Su Yingxue, and he would never steal it back for him.

“Hubby, don’t listen to him! Just go!” Yue Lian said, and then she raised the golden hairpin and stabbed herself vigorously.

Zi Wei’s pupils dilated, and just before Yue Lian could kill herself, he shouted, “Stop!”

Yue Lian’s hand paused, and she looked at Zi Wei in surprise. “Hubby?”

Could it be that he would steal the body back for her?

Her heart was like hanging by a thread, high above a bottomless cliff, possibly crashing down in pieces at any misstep.

But the interruption from Zi Wei was worth her waiting to hear what he would say next.

Zi Wei’s cold, murderous gaze fixed on Xiao Hui. “The body… It’s impossible to give to you.”

Xiao Hui’s rage became uncontrollable. “You’re truly unyielding!”

He drew a knife from someone nearby and swung it towards Yue Lian.

Yue Lian’s heart plunged into the abyss, shattering on impact.

She regretted her foolish hopes, thinking she could possess Zi Wei’s affection, imagining that he would do something for her…

Yet he had previously given her a bottle of pills.

Tears overflowed from the corners of Yue Lian’s smiling eyes. “It’s my fault.”

She had expected too much. Zi Wei’s heart would always belong to Su Yingxue.

But as she wept with her head bowed, there was a fierce rush of wind, blood sprayed, and flesh parted; living people turned into corpses in the blink of an eye!

The grip on Yue Lian’s neck loosened, and the person holding the knife fell backward with a thud.

When Yue Lian turned around, she saw the man’s arm severed from his body. He had opened his mouth wide but was unable to scream before Zi Wei decapitated him.

His mouth remained agape as his head rolled away, never to make a sound again.

Zi Wei, transformed into Asura, moved with knife speed so fast and deadly that those he killed had no time to react; his movements too swift for the naked eye.

A spurt of blood splashed across his face, the sinister purple at the corners of his eyes radiating fierce sharpness. The fury of Asura and his bloodthirst filled the air with corpses and rivers of blood.

Xiao Hui, protected by the quicker responders, made a hasty retreat. The wealthy young master ran without any dignity, even the hem of his trousers showing signs of dampness.

Worried, Yue Lian approached Zi Wei, and seeing the blood on his face, she took out a handkerchief to wipe it off. Her concern evident, she asked, “Hubby, are you hurt? Is your inner energy in disarray?”

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Zi Wei’s breathing was labored and heavy; the veins on his face tensed, especially on the forehead where the blue veins swelled as if they would break through the skin.

Yue Lian’s worry intensified. She took out a pill she always carried with her and put it into Zi Wei’s mouth, “Quickly swallow it. Focus on regulating your breath; don’t talk. Let your breath stabilize first, quickly!”

Zi Wei’s instinct was to spit out the pill immediately, but the taste of the pill brought a hint of doubt to his eyes, and he swallowed it down.