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Chapter 38 The Tyrant Awakens
Chu Jiang slept for the entire afternoon.

He had many bizarre dreams, one moment a battlefield filled with deafening battle, the next an empty city littered with corpses; one moment familiar people falling one by one, the next a twisted and bloody world...

Whenever he felt pain or discomfort, a gentle female voice would always comfort him, telling him not to be afraid and that he would feel better after he woke up.

Then those terrifying and distorted images will disappear, giving him temporary peace.

When he woke up again, it was already evening. The dim sunlight streamed into the room, bringing an ominous feeling.

Chu Jiang felt exhausted and dizzy, as if he were in a half-dream, half-awake state, his soul and body separated, unable to distinguish between reality and dreams.

It wasn't until he moved and felt pain from his wounds that he finally realized he was awake.

Just then, a familiar female voice, gentle and husky, suddenly rang in my ears: "You're awake?"

Chu Jiang froze, barely daring to move.

At this moment, before he lost consciousness, those scenes he didn't want to remember flooded into his mind.

He barely dared to turn his head to look at the girl's expression, disgusted to see fear and revulsion on her face.

However, she wasn't oblivious to the atmosphere; even though he was ignoring her, she kept talking, saying things like:

"Why aren't you saying anything? Are you feeling unwell? Should I go and call the imperial physician in?"

Noisy!

noisy!

She's still so talkative!
"Shut up!"

The man turned around abruptly, his handsome face now filled with a sinister and terrifying expression. His eyes were filled with murderous ruthlessness, devoid of any gratitude.

But to his surprise, he was greeted not with the terrified face he had imagined, but with the gentle, worried gaze of a young girl.

Faced with his fierce expression, she was only stunned for a moment before smiling at him: "You scared me. I thought you were feeling unwell again."

That smile was like the melting of ice and snow in spring, dispelling much of the dark inferiority complex hidden in his heart.

However, Chu Jiang still didn't have a good look on his face. He looked at her with a gloomy gaze and said in an equally gloomy voice, "Why are you still here?"

He must be dreaming, that's why he dreamed that someone was watching over him.

How could someone like him possibly be expected to have anything from others?
Qin Su blinked, her voice soft and somewhat matter-of-fact: "You fainted, and I was worried, so I stayed..."

However, before the girl could finish speaking, she was interrupted by the man's fierce rebuke: "Are you out of your mind?"

The little girl was taken aback by the shout and stared at him blankly, as if she didn't know how to react.

Chu Jiang didn't let her off the hook, his words becoming even more cutting and filled with bloodthirsty malice: "Aren't you afraid of death? Aren't you afraid I'll kill you? No one will stay here because they know I'm a madman. I'll kill everyone around me. Are you so eager to be the next one?"

Qin Su looked as if she had been yelled at and then stunned, but her eyes were fixed on the man's health indicators, which had started to fluctuate wildly after he woke up.

The recent deep sleep did not allow the tyrant's body to completely neutralize the effects of the drug. As soon as he woke up, the toxins began to stimulate his nerves again, causing him to become violent.

This can't go on like this!

As if to confirm Qin Su's idea, the more excited Chu Jiang became, the more his head started to ache again, and his vision began to be covered in blood again. That uncontrollable desire for killing made him restless once more.

He wanted to kill, he wanted to destroy...

"Kill me, kill you—get out!"

His remaining sanity compelled him to try and drive this suicidal little girl away before he went completely insane.

But the moment he raised his hand, a soft touch covered the back of his hand, and the gentle female voice he had heard in his dream rang out once more:
"I'm not afraid. You're a good person, young master. If it weren't for your help, I wouldn't be in such a good state right now, so I'm staying here voluntarily." The medical aids worked again at this moment, and the man's struggles lessened.

Qin Su mustered her courage and moved a few more steps closer, her voice gentle and calming, carrying a comforting power: "I know you didn't really mean to hurt anyone, you just couldn't control yourself. Take it slow, you'll be alright..."

Chu Jiang's chest heaved violently, his breath filled with the foul smell of blood, his eyes bloodshot, he could only see a blood-red expanse.

His hair ornament was askew, and strands of hair fell down, making him look like a madman.

The guards at the door immediately became alert upon hearing the noise inside, but dared not rush in.

They only dared to wait until His Highness lost control and rushed out, then they would stop him as they had done in the morning.

At the door, Ye Fan, having received the news, also frowned deeply, already regretting his decision.

He shouldn't have listened to that little girl and refused to give His Highness his medicine.

Now it's better, there's no one guarding it inside.

She's doomed.

Inside the room, Qin Su, who was considered "dead," was trying her best to calm the maddened tyrant.

Chu Jiang felt a familiar and pleasant sweet fragrance at the tip of his nose, which made him seem to temporarily forget his pain, and he couldn't help but want to smell it again and again.

Qin Su tilted her head slightly. Fortunately, there were only the two of them in the room, otherwise things would have been really complicated.

"Breathe slowly, exhale the stale air from your chest, and you'll feel better~"

As Chu Jiang listened to the gentle voice in his ear, he slowly calmed his breathing. A soft little hand gently patted his chest to help him breathe.

He didn't know how much time had passed—it seemed like a while, or it seemed like a long time—but the blood-red color before his eyes finally faded away, and the distorted and magical world finally returned to normal.

The little girl beside him was slightly out of breath, her forehead covered in sweat, but her eyes were bright and lively, so much so that he couldn't take his eyes off her.

"You..." Chu Jiang only realized how hoarse and dry his voice was when he opened his mouth.

The little girl seemed taken aback for a moment: "You want some water?"

As she spoke, she got up and ran to the table, causing Chu Jiang to silently swallow back the words he was about to say.

After being on guard at the door for a long time, they found that it had suddenly become quiet inside.

Ye Fan exchanged a nervous glance with the imperial physician, and finally made up his mind: "I'll go in and check on the situation!"

After saying that, he gripped the long sword at his waist, stepped towards the door, and went inside.

Qin Su was feeding Chu Jiang water when she suddenly heard a voice from the doorway: "Your Highness, may I come in?"

The sound was neither too loud nor too soft, just enough for someone to hear.

The girl seemed startled by something; she paused, her hand holding the teacup, and almost spilled the water on the man.

"You are……"

It seemed that only now did she realize what the "Your Highness" meant to those people.

"The...Prince?"

She seemed to have a great deal of difficulty in saying those two words; her delicate face had lost all color, turning deathly pale, and she looked as if she were about to collapse.

The man on the bed remained silent, but his deep, dark eyes held an unusually calm indifference, as if awaiting her final verdict—

(End of this chapter)