Chapter 1672 - 1665 Xi’er Darling
Chapter 1672 -1665 Xi’er Darling
At that time, his smile was still so innocent, “I must win! I must get out alive! Only by getting out alive can I see my elder sister!”
“Elder sister, wait for me!”
“Elder sister… I’m back!”
Every scene from that time, when recalled now, still felt like a stab to Rong Sheng’s heart.
The pain drained her face of color.
“Your Highness, look at Doctor Rong; her face is so pale, she must be heartbroken for her daughter,” Zuo Qingqing leaned against Chu Yifeng, pointing at Rong Sheng with pity in her voice.
“Heh, this woman. Why should I care?” Chu Yifeng felt nothing for Rong Sheng. In his eyes, Rong Sheng was just a woman who had humiliated the one he loved, seduced him into fathering a child, and was nothing but an annoyance!
Whether she felt sorrow or pain had nothing to do with him.
Chu Yifeng lifted Zuo Qingqing’s chin and smiled as he asked her, “Still jealous?”
Having a child with another woman was something that weighed on his mind when it came to Zuo Qingqing.
No matter how much Zuo Qingqing might be upset or how determined she was to deal with Rong Sheng and her daughter, he followed her wishes—including this setup to trouble Chu Xi.
“I just feel a little regretful. Such a small child—if only she had admitted defeat, if only she weren’t so stubborn, she wouldn’t have to suffer like this. Look at her—her knees are scraped and bleeding. Even I feel sorry for her.” Zuo Qingqing held the handkerchief between her fingers, speaking softly.
Understanding her, Chu Yifeng immediately sent Ah Hong to ask if Chu Xi was willing to admit defeat and put an end to the matter.
Once she apologized to the Zuo family, there would be no more suffering.
Ah Hong went to ask Chu Heng, but before Chu Heng could speak, Rong Sheng said, “No admission of defeat.”
Her firm response left Chu Heng with nothing more to say except, “Since Sister Xi won’t admit defeat, let her continue running.”
No matter the result, she would give it her all, and no one could stop her.
Chu Xi ran with great difficulty, falling behind Zuo Jiaojiao by quite a distance. Zuo Jiaojiao had already overtaken her and glanced toward Ah Hong, seeing Zuo Qingqing in her daddy’s embrace, giving her a look of pity.
As Chu Xi passed in front of Zuo Qingqing, her voice rang out coldly, “I won’t admit defeat!”
Never!
Unless she were dead!
After speaking, Chu Xi pushed herself to chase forward with every ounce of strength she had.
The slide had long been sabotaged. Every time she slid down, she would fall hard. This time, she fell so violently she rolled around like a ball, her vision going dark, almost unable to get back up.
“Princess! Princess!”
In her ears was the distant voice of Su Chenyang calling out.
“Xi’er, Xi’er darling.”
A man’s steady voice sounded, jolting Chu Xi’s spirit. “Daddy…”
She remembered how nice her daddy’s voice was, how gently he called her, saying, “Xi’er.”
He said, “Xi’er is Your Highness’s precious jewel. Daddy will give you the best in the world.”
She was not someone else’s princess; she was the little princess her daddy loved most!
“Daddy…”
Tears welled up in Chu Xi’s eyes. She bit down on her tongue hard, until blood spilled!
This excruciating pain stimulated every nerve in her body, prompting her to climb back up.
But she was already out of strength…
Chu Xi took out a silver needle and jabbed it into her own body.
Her mother had taught her about the acupoints to boost energy. Her movements were precise, accurate, and ruthless.
Soon, she no longer felt faint, and the pain in her body became even clearer. Despite her injuries, she pressed forward desperately.
In the last two laps, she ran nonstop, continually falling.
Even though her face was covered in blood and her entire body was in a state of barely contained gore, she did not pause for even a moment.
Su Chenyang stood at the starting point, his eyes bloodshot, his fists clenched tightly—rage clawing at his chest.
The track for this contest had issues; someone had tampered with the slide!
Zuo Jiaojiao had a smooth run, while his princess Xi suffered miserably!
A thousand, ten thousand times he thought of stopping the contest, taking Chu Xi to treat her injuries—her body was all covered in wounds…
But he knew Chu Xi wouldn’t allow it. She hadn’t signaled to stop, and any decision to halt her would only hurt her!
It would go against her will.
It would betray her.
So he could only wait there for her.
“Su Chenyang…”
Chu Xi reached the starting line ahead of Zuo Jiaojiao.
Su Chenyang caught her collapsing figure, holding her tightly, “Princess…”
“Su Chenyang, run! Don’t let me lose, I… don’t want to lose!”
She had given everything she had, outpacing Zuo Jiaojiao. The rest was up to Su Chenyang.
She trusted him; he would not lose!
“Su Chenyang, you have to… keep going.”
Chu Xi’s bloodstained hand struck Su Chenyang’s with force.
Su Chenyang leaned close to her ear and murmured, “I will not lose. Rest assured, princess!”
He would win this battle for his princess!
Su Chenyang let go of Chu Xi and sprinted forward. The wind from his movements made Zuo Fenglin tense up.
As he ran toward Zuo Jiaojiao, he shouted, “Is your leg broken? Run faster! Stop acting like a useless failure!”
“Sob… sob sob sob…”
Zuo Jiaojiao was already gasping for air, utterly drained, but what awaited her at the finish line wasn’t a comforting figure—it was her brother, yelling harsh words, blaming her for running too slowly.
“Sob… Brother, I’m so tired.”
Zuo Jiaojiao barely managed to stumble to the starting line. Before she could speak further, Zuo Fenglin slapped their hands together and ran off, paying her no attention whatsoever.
In contrast to Chu Xi, who had Su Chenyang supporting her into a seat, Zuo Jiaojiao collapsed on the grass with no one paying her any mind.
Even her grandmother, Madam Jiang, approached only to reprimand her, “Jiaojiao, you’re way too delicate! Running so slowly! You’ve dragged your brother down with you!”
“Sob sob… Wah!”
Zuo Jiaojiao burst into bitter tears, crying, “Mother! Mother! Mother!”
No one cared for her; she was so pitiful!
Madam Xu quietly approached, looking sullen as she carried Zuo Jiaojiao away.
She glanced at Zuo Qingqing, who was focused on Zuo Fenglin’s back, and a trace of darkness crossed her gaze.
Zuo Fenglin, knowing his own lack of ability, had never imagined Su Chenyang would outpace him by an entire lap. No matter how hard he grit his teeth and surged forward, he couldn’t catch up to Su Chenyang.
As the last two laps approached, if Su Chenyang maintained his speed, Zuo Fenglin would lose this competition!
He would have to apologize to Su Chenyang and Chu Xi!
“Hmph!”
Zuo Fenglin ground his teeth in fury, his face full of defiance.
He absolutely wouldn’t lose to Su Chenyang—to that little princess Chu Xi, who should be focusing on him instead!
What was Su Chenyang to him?
Zuo Fenglin steeled himself and pulled out the drug Zuo Qingqing had given him from his clothing, chewing and swallowing it deliberately. He intentionally slowed his pace, waiting at the second slide for Su Chenyang to catch up.
Su Chenyang’s eyes narrowed slightly. If he overtook Zuo Fenglin again, he’d be ahead by two laps. Once he completed his final lap, victory was certain!