Let’s Squander A Billion First!

Chapter 500: Chapter 500 Blood Clan Queen (29)

Chuzheng helped the youth to his feet.

Gently holding him in her embrace.

“Take him away,” Chuzheng said, looking at Su Ji.

“Your Highness, this…” Su Ji hadn’t expected that Chuzheng would actually let Zhi Kong kill Lucy.

This was a prince after all!

“Make sure it’s clean.”

Swallowing hard, Su Ji glanced at Lucy on the ground, took a breath, and led her out the door,

even thoughtfully closing the door behind him.

Zhi Kong leaned against Chuzheng, having avenged his great enmity, he should have been happy, he should have been relieved… but now he only felt lost.

Chuzheng patted Zhi Kong on the back.

“What will you do?”

After a long while, with a hoarse voice, Zhi Kong asked.

“Hmm?”

“She is a prince, killing her will cause trouble.” He wasn’t clear on the rules of the Blood Clan, but from what had happened with Karlo before, a prince couldn’t be executed rashly.

Even if she was Her Royal Highness the Queen.

But she had allowed him to do it without a care.

“No one knows she’s here.” If no one knew, how would she admit to it?

Today, nothing had happened at all.

Zhi Kong’s hand, hanging by his side, was clutching the knife tightly, with blood still dripping from the blade.

The dripping blood stained the carpet with the color of blood.

The knife suddenly fell from his hand, and he reached out, wrapping his arms around Chuzheng.

“It’s my fault.” Zhi Kong clung to her: “If it weren’t for me, none of them would have died, it was I who caused their deaths.”

Lucy had her eye on him, had it not been for him, his people would have been alright…

“Why isn’t it me who died.”

The youth’s voice choked, and the hard shell around his body seemed to collapse in an instant.

At this moment, he was just a teenager.

Having lost his kin, having lost everything…

Helpless and bewildered.

Chuzheng silently held him, patting his back now and then.

“I have nothing left…”

Killing his enemy by his own hand, it was the belief that had always sustained him.

Now, all he had left was confusion.

“You have me.”

The woman’s voice was clear and crisp, striking sharply at the top of Zhi Kong’s heart.

For a moment, his world was momentarily tranquil.

Zhi Kong slowly let go of Chuzheng, his eyes slightly red, not forcing the old and sophisticated steadiness, making the youthfulness and his ability to evoke heartstrings more pronounced.

He stared intently at Chuzheng.

The teenager in Chuzheng’s eyes slowly drew closer.

Hot lips touched the corner of hers, his eyelashes quivered once, he closed his eyes, and lovingly kissed her.

Chuzheng’s eyes were half-closed, feeling the youth’s clumsy, inexperienced kiss.

After a moment, she wrapped her arms around Zhi Kong, turned her body, and Zhi Kong found himself leaning on the desk.

Rustle and crash—

Books and decorations were knocked to the floor.

Lips entwined, breaths mingled, and the room’s ambient temperature soared with intimacy.

Zhi Kong lay atop the desk, his chest heaving irregularly, head slightly tilted, his lips a swollen crimson.

The cold and damp nips and licks on his neck deepened the haze in his eyes.

Chuzheng pecked at him a couple of times, then suddenly released him.

Zhi Kong looked at her with confusion: “Don’t… don’t bite?”

“It hurts,” Chuzheng said, holding him and rising.

“…I can bear it,” Zhi Kong said. “It’s not that painful.”

He still vividly remembered his last experience.

The dizziness and pain from blood loss…

“I’m not hungry.”

Chuzheng straightened out his clothes for him.

“What were you doing climbing over the wall today?”

Zhi Kong’s body stiffened suddenly.

His heartbeat seemed to stop for that instant.

He was afraid that, just like Lucy had said, she would hand him over again.

After all, Lucy was a prince.

A dispensable Human.

Chuzheng pinched his chin, lifting it slightly, and kissed him briefly.

Her ice-cold palm slid from his chest, resting on his thigh: “Thinking of running away?”

“…”

“The castle is surrounded by the Blood Clan, where do you think you could possibly run to?”

“…”

If it weren’t for the fact that those Blood Clan were her subordinates, he… might have been able to get out.

But he didn’t take action.

So he was captured and brought back.

“This is the first and last time. If there’s a next time, you can say goodbye to your legs.”

Chuzheng patted his legs and stepped back a bit, “Understand?”

The boy braced himself on the desk and, after a long pause, nodded, “I understand.”

“Good.”

–

The castle dungeon.

“Your Royal Highness,” Su Ji called respectfully, “she’s already awake.”

“Hmm,” Chuzheng opened the door and went in.

Lucy sat in the corner, her expression pale, with scorch marks on her chest, but they were not serious.

The prince and ordinary Blood Clan are not the same; they’re not so easily killed.

Seeing Chuzheng enter, Lucy ignored the injuries on her body and immediately kneeled, “Your Royal Highness, please have mercy on me, I know I was wrong.”

Chuzheng’s hands in her pockets, her gaze fell upon her.

“Lucy.”

“Your Royal Highness, I really know I was wrong.” Lucy’s voice trembled, “Please spare me…”

Chuzheng pulled out her hands and crouched down, looking Lucy in the eye.

The dim dungeon cast the girl’s face in darkness.

She asked, “Did you touch him?”

Lucy shook her head, “No, Your Royal Highness, I didn’t, I didn’t even touch a single hair of his.”

Even if she wanted to do something to Zhi Kong, that man’s nature was too fierce; she wouldn’t dare.

Fearing that in the end, she would end up with a corpse.

So even though Zhi Kong had been locked up by her for so long, she never did anything to him apart from visiting him every day.

Chuzheng stood up, satisfied.

As long as she hadn’t touched him, that was fine.

My Good Person Card, how could I let someone else touch it?

“Your Royal Highness, please let me go…”

“Your Royal Highness…”

Chuzheng left the room with a glance at Su Ji, “I don’t need to teach you how to deal with this, do I?”

Su Ji nodded.

Watching Chuzheng leave, Su Ji breathed a sigh of relief.

During their time on Death Island, he had already experienced the methods of this prince.

It was truly terrifying.

He wondered how Xia Ci and Karlo had managed to plot against her in the past…

Too frightening.

Taking advantage of the night, Su Ji took Lucy’s body out of the dungeon.

But just as they got out, they saw Su Li standing not too far away, apparently watching something. Hearing their approach, she looked back.

Su Li froze on the spot, her body beginning to tremble.

Su Ji at this moment looked just like he had finished feeding with a corpse still in tow.

“Lit…”

Su Li turned and ran.

Su Ji: “…”

Fearing that someone would discover Lucy’s dead body here, Su Ji couldn’t chase after Su Li.

He quickly took Lucy’s corpse away to dispose of it.

The prince is not easy to kill, and their corpses are not easy to dispose of.

One careless move, and they might come back to life.

So by the time Su Ji was done and returned, it was already two days later.

He went to Su Li’s room first thing.

Su Li was lying on the bed, half her head buried under the blanket, exposing only a small part of her face, which was rosy and extremely adorable.

Su Ji reached out and poked her.

Su Li turned over in displeasure, hazily noticing a figure standing by her bed.

The next second.

“Ah!!”

Su Li wrapped herself in the blanket and rolled to the floor, shrinking back against the bed, “Don’t eat me! I don’t taste good!!”

Su Ji: “…”

“Who’s going to eat you? Don’t flatter yourself!”

“If you’re not going to eat me, what are you doing in my room?!” Su Li didn’t believe him.

“I…”

Seeing the doorway, Su Li grabbed her blanket and bolted out like a cannonball, hiding behind Chuzheng, who was passing through the hallway, “Your Royal Highness, save me! Su Ji is going to drink my blood.”