The Full-Leveled Healer Transmigrates to a Real and Fake Rich Daughter Story

Chapter 643 - 643: Trapped Beast (3)

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

His Rong’er was the best. He wanted her to live happily and wantonly, not wanting her to suffer any grievances.

“I don’t feel aggrieved.” Li Yunrong lowered her head and said sensibly, careful to hide the strange light in her eyes.

She could only rely on Kang Wang’s feelings for her now. The reason why she made this trip today wasn’t only to find out about Baili Yin, but also to provoke Kang Wang’s pity for her.

Gu Yanfei had taken everything from her. She didn’t want to lose to Gu Yanfei, didn’t want Gu Yanfei to always suppress her, and didn’t want to hide in Kang Wang’s fief like a stray dog.

She wanted to live better than Gu Yanfei. She wanted those who had underestimated her to regret it. She wanted Gu Yanfei to bow down to her every time she saw her.

She wanted Gu Yanfei to look up to her and envy her forever.

“I know you’re wholeheartedly doing this for me,” Chu You said gratefully. His hot palm rubbed her thin back. “You’re the only one who’s sincere to me.”

Chu You was already completely disappointed in the aristocratic family. Now, the most useful person to him was still Baili Yin.

Unfortunately, Baili Yin left a step earlier, so it wasn’t as convenient for him to contact Baili Yin as before.

Chu You composed himself and kissed the top of Li Yunrong’s head. He comforted her and said, “Rong’er, don’t worry. I’ll send He Zhong to ask Baili Yin later and see what he plans to do.”

As long as Baili Yin didn’t leave the State of Jin, they could still plan.

If Baili Yin wasn’t afraid, there was a high chance that he wanted to bid on the spot and had any other plans.

Chu You had a faint guess in his heart, but he didn’t want Li Yunrong to worry about him, so he didn’t say anything and only hugged her tightly in his arms.

As long as he was around, he wouldn’t let anyone insult her.

Chu You secretly made up his mind.

When they returned to Kang Wang’s residence, he sent his trusted aide, He Zhong, to disguise himself as an ordinary person and hurriedly leave the capital.

That night, just as night fell, He Zhong returned to Kang Wang’s residence.

He Zhong wasn’t the only one who returned. He also brought back a foreigner with deep facial features wearing a bamboo hat.

“Kang Wang, I’m the personal follower of the Third Prince, Bai Xing. I’m especially here on the orders of my master to send a letter to Kang Wang.” The young man in his twenties handed over a letter politely and slightly arrogantly.

Chu You immediately tore it open. After reading the letter quickly, he didn’t immediately say anything. He only instructed He Zhong to bring Bai Xing down to rest.

Bai Xing casually cupped his hands. When he turned around and retreated, his gaze seemed to inadvertently sweep across a four-screen screen embroidered with the diagram of four gentlemen playing chess. Under the screen, an embroidered pair of black shoes embroidered with a big red peony flower appeared in his eyes.

Obviously, a woman was hiding behind this screen.

Bai Xing followed He Zhong out as if nothing had happened. In the next moment, Li Yunrong, who was wearing a red dress, walked out from behind the screen and looked at the door curtain swaying in midair in front of her.

Her hair was no longer neatly combed into a horse bun during the day, but had been tied into a loose bun again. A few stray hairs fell from her cheek.

Li Yunrong walked to Chu You’s side and sat down. She took the letter from Baili Yin from Chu You and lowered her head to read it.

The room was silent. It had only been three days since they got married, but the maids were already very tactful. As long as the prince and princess consort were together, they would tactfully retreat quietly.

The crystalline light emitted by the palace lantern illuminated her face, but it couldn’t illuminate her deep eyes. She was as calm as an ancient well.ᴛʜɪs ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɪs ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ʙʏ novelenglish.net . fire(.)nᴇt - novelenglish.net . bin

“What do you think, Your Highness?” After putting down the letter, Li Yunrong asked in a low voice. She raised her tea cup and took a sip of warm tea.

Chu You stretched out his long arm and gathered Li Yunrong tightly in his arms, letting his aura mixed with sandalwood on his body envelop her.

A moment later, a low and pleasant man’s voice sounded in her ear. “The aristocratic families aren’t reliable.”

“Even if I promised Baili Yin, I don’t have anyone I can use now.”

“I have a special weapon left behind by the previous Emperor, but that’s not enough…”

Hearing the defeat in his voice, Li Yunrong couldn’t help but look up at him. The young man’s hard face looked confused in the light, and there was some hesitation in his eyes.

The late Emperor died of illness too suddenly. The late Emperor originally had the intention of handing over the Divine Arms Battalion to him. If he had the 50,000 soldiers of the Divine Arms Battalion, he wouldn’t have fallen into an isolated and helpless situation.

Chu You took a deep breath and said in a low voice, “If this matter succeeds, there’s naturally no need to talk about the benefits, but the risk is too high.”

He raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows. “I want to consider it carefully again.”

Success and failure.

He couldn’t be anxious.

Although he said that, it was difficult to hide the frustration and unwillingness between his eyebrows. His temples even twitched like a trapped beast..