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

But she was always stubborn, never admitting defeat, and surely she must have done this, so Su Yingxue must have received what she left behind.

She was merely gilding the lily.

Su Yingxue was very happy, “Thank you, Sister Rong Sheng, for willing to share your experience with me, I will study it diligently.”

Rong Sheng responded with a cold and indifferent hum.

When she got up to see Rong Sheng out, Su Yingxue noticed a red mark at the back of Rong Sheng’s neck, about the size of a palm, with new and old scars overlaid. She suddenly realized why Rong Sheng had taken a bath when she arrived.

It was probably after a fierce ordeal.

Seeing the cold and ethereal Rong Sheng, Su Yingxue felt a great pity in her heart, and she disliked the madman Chu Yifeng even more.

Rong Sheng, who was like a fairy, should have lived a free life like the fairies.

Yet she was confined by Chu Yifeng!

Su Yingxue stood on the upstairs balcony, lost in thought, unaware that someone opposite was watching her.

As she looked up, she collided with a pair of deep eyes.

The man’s fair skin glowed with a fine luster under the sun, his features so beautifully transcending gender that the casual wave of his paper fan was seductive.

Su Yingxue’s eyes twitched, feeling very strange.

She had seen many men, but she had never seen one with a face that so appealed to women.

The angles of his eyes and eyebrows, even the curve of his smile, all were precisely at the angle women adored.

She couldn’t help but take an extra few glances before blurting out, “Who might you be, sir?”

The man answered directly, “Xi Lou, Mu Fei.”

In just four words, yet his voice was as pleasant as the music of the heavens, making one feel as if walking on clouds with its softness.

Such a beautiful and gentle man…

Su Yingxue thought of what Ah Hong had said that Zhuiejing Building’s Xi Lou was occupied by the largest slavemaster of the ghost market.

Her eyes widened with a hint of shock.

Mu Fei, this incredibly beautiful man, was the largest slavemaster of the ghost market?

The slavemaster was a symbol of power and wealth in the ghost market.

He… was?

Mu Fei observed her surprise in full but showed no intention of crossing the boundary toward her.

The two of them looked at each other from across the empty building, with Mu Fei chuckling, “Miss must be new to the ghost market. The shock on your face and your unfamiliarity with me are things I haven’t seen in a long time.”

Tsk.

That tone, it must be of a slavemaster for sure.

Su Yingxue nodded and didn’t intend to have any interaction with this Mu Fei.

After all, she wasn’t going to stay in the ghost market for long, just temporarily.

However, a maidservant who suddenly appeared next to Mu Fei caught her attention.

She was thirteen or fourteen, skinny, and couldn’t fill out the blue robe she wore; even holding only a teacup in her hand, it seemed as if she was bearing something immensely heavy.

Ah Jing tried to keep the tray stable, using the gentle tone Mu Fei liked, and said softly, “Young master, please have some tea.”

Her obedient gentleness pleased Mu Fei greatly.

He took a sip of the tea Ah Jing had brewed, it was rich and fragrant, a flavor he liked very much.

She had practiced many times and finally got it right.

Mu Fei looked at her appreciatively, touched her head, and said, “Clever young girl, there’s no need to stand watch tonight, go back to your room and sleep.” “Really?”

Ah Jing looked like she had received the best thing in the world, her bright eyes sparkling like stars..