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

Those who envied her perfection called her a pretender.

Those she had kindly helped accused her of feigning her goodwill.

When she broke ties with Chu Xiaotian, she was doused with the kind of filth she hadn’t experienced in twenty years, a weight that pressed down on her, leaving her gasping for air.

It nearly drove her to a deathly corner.

She was simply trying to survive, to fight her husband’s family for the right to keep living and to protect her own family.

But in the end, she was labeled a wanton woman, shameless, by others.

Some even mocked her saying that she could never marry again, that no one would want a heartless and cruel woman who had left her husband’s family with nothing.

But none of this was her fault!

Looking at her tear-streaked face, Su Yingxue felt somewhat heavy-hearted, “So, sister, did you start the shop and choose Song Chengyi to fend off the rumors and secure your future as your husband?”

It sounded somewhat forced.

And even… unbearably heartbreaking.

“No!”

Su Han wiped away her tears, took a deep breath, and a smile appeared on her face, “I did it for myself! I can run the business of the Thousand-Jiao Pavilion well! Those women can target me, but they can’t refuse the discounts and high-quality goods I offer! As for Song Chengyi… he genuinely likes me, he treats me well, never has a man guarded me as sincerely as he does. He has been utterly selfless, paying any price to protect me.

When he heard my father was looking for someone to protect me, he turned down a promotion to stay by my side; whenever Chu Xiaotian harassed or even insulted me, he would stand against him every time, even getting injured by Xiaotian. But he said he didn’t care, he would never let me be sad; and then there were those young misses from rich families who insulted me…”

A bittersweet memory surfaced in her heart.

She was ridiculed at gatherings, called secondhand goods, someone who wouldn’t be able to marry and should spend the rest of her life in a temple. Hearing this, Song Chengyi drew his sword against them.

He said, “If you wish to die, utter one more word against Miss, and my sword is ready to sever your heads!”

“Ah!!!”

At the banquet, the group of frightened young misses from rich families ran off in an embarrassing state, daring not to insult her again.

At that moment, Su Han’s heart pounded fiercely in her chest.

After Song Chengyi had chased those people away, he asked her cautiously, “Miss, did I frighten you?”

Su Han shook her head, her eyes full of emotion, “Junior Officer Song, would you really act against them? They are all daughters of official families.”

There was a hint of probing in her question.

Even though she knew Song Chengyi might say something disheartening, she still wanted to hear it.

He replied, “If they continue, I will indeed take their heads to ensure their silence forever!”

Shocking!

That’s the only feeling Su Han had at that moment.

“Killing them, you won’t get away either. You will die,” Su Han exclaimed, astounded. Was this man willing to protect her reputation with his own life?

With his lips tightly pressed, Song Chengyi said, “I know, but that way, I would have to protect Miss as a ghost from then on. Please do not be afraid.”