Spoiled by the CEO after amnesia!-Chapter 1234 - 1212: Is Her Blood Gold and Her Flesh Diamond?
Previously, on the terrace, Ya Chen’s angry expression made Chu Xinyue feel that he wouldn’t let Xiaotao off easily.
Sure enough, a servant rushed in:
"Something’s wrong, Xiaotao has been taken outside the confinement room to be punished—"
The heart that Chu Xinyue had held up all night finally leapt to her throat, as she followed the servant to the confinement room.
Under the night sky, in the courtyard.
Xiaotao was bound at her limbs, lying on the bench used for family punishment.
The punishment board in the hands of the enforcement soldier was shocking.
"Wait!" Chu Xinyue intervened, taking a deep breath, "What are you doing? Let her go!"
A military officer approached, "Princess Consort, this is the Prince’s order, please don’t make it difficult for us."
With that, he waved his hand.
The soldier behind him lashed out at Xiaotao’s backside!
"Ah—", Xiaotao screamed miserably, then bit her sleeve tightly.
"Xiaotao—stop it!" Chu Xinyue’s heart pounded fiercely, feeling utterly anguished.
He actually used family punishment on Xiaotao...
Just because Lan Yurou’s hand was scratched?
Not to mention Xiaotao didn’t do it intentionally, even if she did, what does it matter? Is she expected to sacrifice her life for a few drops of Lan Yurou’s blood?
She wanted to rush over and stop it, but several tall Royal soldiers restrained her thoroughly.
The military officer, knowing her health was poor, shouted at her servant, "Take the Princess Consort back now!"
The servant quickly supported Chu Xinyue, "They only follow the Prince’s orders, we’re useless here."
Chu Xinyue’s pale face moved slightly, seemingly recognizing reality, and suddenly, she pushed the servant aside and ran towards the main residence.
...
She arrived at the study’s door, and with a "bang," Chu Xinyue pushed the door open!
Ya Chen returned later than Chu Xinyue, as usual, he didn’t go back to the bedroom, but stayed in the study overnight.
At that moment, only a faint floor lamp was lit in the study.
When alone, he never used bright lights.
This lamp was just for the convenience of servants entering and leaving.
Behind the rosewood desk, a long dark shadow sat on the bench, and documents translated in braille were spread across the table.
Hearing rapid footsteps, he lifted his face, looking towards the source of the sound.
He knew who it was and could sense her slight panting, knowing she had run here, frowned slightly and said, "You have such a short memory, the doctor advised against vigorous activity."
Is he expressing such concern because he punished her servant and felt guilty about it?
Chu Xinyue held back her anger, not delaying any longer, as each minute wasted meant another minute of punishment for Xiaotao:
"Please call over immediately and order the soldiers to stop punishing Xiaotao! She was completely unintentional! It was Lan Yurou who sought trouble!"
Not a word earlier, now finally speaking to save her servant?
His tone was low and haunting, like ghostly fire in the dim light, lifeless: "A servant, whether intentional or not, caused harm to someone publicly that way, has shamed the Ya Family. A little family punishment will teach her a lesson."
A lesson, he’s just venting on behalf of Lan Yurou, isn’t he?
When he learned Lan Yurou was bleeding incessantly, she clearly saw the tension and anger on his face!
The feeling was indescribable; it was as if a prized possession had been damaged!
Thinking this, Chu Xinyue’s gaze darkened again, but there was no more time for mourning, anxiously she circled the desk, clutching his sleeve: "Alright, it doesn’t matter, now Miss Lan’s injury is fine, you should be relieved, let Xiaotao go..."
Without much force, he shook her off, clearly still angry about Xiaotao’s mistake, resolutely, "No way. Such a grave mistake deserves punishment."
Chu Xinyue’s heart sank, a grave mistake?
Heh, what grave mistake could Xiaotao have made, did she commit murder or arson? She merely injured his mistress.
But she understood too, once he made up his mind, he wouldn’t take it back.
"Come. Escort the Princess Consort back to her room to rest." Ya Chen ended the conversation, raising his voice.
Servants swiftly entered, supporting Chu Xinyue to leave.
The study door closed with a bang.
With servants’ support, Chu Xinyue stumbled toward the stairs, released their hold, and hurried toward the confinement room.
Returning to the courtyard of the confinement room, Xiaotao had already endured the family punishment.
Lying on the bench, her face was pale as paper, eyes tightly shut, and her breaths were faint.
Chu Xinyue’s heart ached as if being cut with a knife, she rushed to crouch before Xiaotao, tears she held back streamed down, "Xiaotao..."
She wanted to pick her up, but feared hurting her wounds.
Xiaotao, hearing the Second Miss’s voice, slowly opened her eyes, forcing a smile to console her, "Second Miss, it’s nothing, don’t cry, it doesn’t hurt as much as I thought, a few days’ rest and I should be fine..."
"It’s all my fault, why did I have to attend the banquet tonight, if I hadn’t gone, you wouldn’t be like this..." Chu Xinyue blamed herself, choking until her voice cracked.
Xiaotao weakly managed a faint smile.
Those who don’t know Second Miss assume she’s cold-hearted, proud, and untouchable.
Only upon closer acquaintance, one realizes Second Miss harbors warmth deep down, caring intensely for those she truly concerns.
Second Miss had made mistakes too, not so perfect, but her inner remorse and torment, Xiaotao has recognized over the years.
Chu Xinyue held back her sobs, "Call the doctor to the servant quarters."
The accompanying servant hurried off to fetch the family doctor.
Chu Xinyue called a male servant to carry Xiaotao back to the servant quarters.
After the doctor arrived, he examined Xiaotao’s back and backside injuries, prescribing some topical medicine.
When the doctor and maid undressed Xiaotao, likely due to the wounds sticking, she couldn’t withstand it and fainted from the pain.
Chu Xinyue bit her lip hard, but tears involuntarily flowed like an opened floodgate.
...
While the doctor treated Xiaotao, Chu Xinyue stood in the hallway outside the servant quarters, not leaving.
Only after the doctor emerged did she meet him, her pale face dotted with cold sweat, "How is it?"
"Luckily, no fractures, just flesh wounds, but still can’t be careless, need to prevent wound infection, if it festers leading to sepsis, it’s serious. She’s still unconscious, with a slight fever, I’ve assigned a maid to accompany her, as long as the fever subsides, she’ll be alright." The doctor reassured.
Listening to the doctor, Chu Xinyue felt her heart sink further.
What grave error did Xiaotao commit to suffer such torment?
Was Lan Yurou’s blood gold, her flesh diamond? For him to be so upset with Xiaotao!
If he cherished Lan Yurou so dearly, why insist on having her as his Princess Consort?
She clenched her fists tightly, trying to control the trembling within her body.
After a long while, finally regaining some calm, her voice was a mere whisper, "Alright, understood."
