The Indifferent Young Master’s Flash Marriage

When Jiang Xuecheng heard this, he looked extremely pained.

The hand holding the sharp knife dropped down bit by bit. He was like an injured beast, struggling on his own.

Seeing that the knife had finally left the side of her neck, the high priest heaved a sigh of relief. However, the blood that was still oozing out of his neck made the high priest extremely unhappy.

Today, she had almost fallen into the hands of a junior. It was really…

The High Priest's lips curled into a sneer of ridicule.

"Alright, I'm a woman of my word. In a while, I'll send the recipe for the poison along with the antidote. It all depends on your research and developmental ability!"

She looked at Jiang Xuecheng indifferently. Although her neck was dripping with blood, her entire person had an intimidating aura.

"But you have to think carefully. We used countless small animals to do experiments back then. The CHK Virus No.3 poison has been developed for an extremely long time. There is only one of Su Wan, and her attack will happen soon."

"If you want to save her life, you'd better not take the risk of experimenting on her!"

"I advise you to marry Diya first. That way, I will provide you with relief medicine on a regular basis. Maybe there will be a radical cure, or else…"

The high priest did not continue speaking. However, the meaning behind her words was a threat.

The Persian cat in the high priest's arms did not know what its master was saying. However, it could vaguely feel that the atmosphere between Jiang Xuecheng and its master was very scary.

The cat that shivered. It leaned against the high priest's ankle anxiously. Its eyes were filled with curiosity and fear.

Meanwhile, Jiang Xuecheng listened to the high priest's words silently. His heart ached.

It was as if an invisible hand was gripping his heart. It was so painful.

Jiang Xuecheng had once vowed that it would not be up to anyone else to decide whether to marry Diya or not. However, he did not expect the situation to turn around and become like this overnight!

The high priest looked at Jiang Xuecheng coldly,

"Oh, by the way, let me remind you that this virus can be spread through blood. I have no control over you and Su Wan being together. However, you have to be careful. Don't bring yourself harm."

Actually, this sentence was half true and half false. The truth was that the CHK virus could indeed be spread through blood.

However, with Jiang Xuecheng's pure Dragon's Blood constitution, there would not be any hidden dangers.

That's right, Dragon's Blood had always been the nemesis of the CHK virus. When Su Wan first met Ming Ye, she had been poisoned by Ming Ye with the CHK No.1 poison.

However, the CHK Virus No.3 virus was much more powerful. It could not be eliminated by drinking Dragon's Blood like the first generation of CHK. Instead, it needed a more terrifying method.

It was not that there was no cure for CHK Virus No.3, but the price was extremely high. It was equivalent to exchanging a life for a life.

In the whole world, there were very few people who could save Su Wan, but Jiang Xuecheng was indeed one of them. Of course, if Su Wan were to live, Jiang Xuecheng had to die.

And the high priest could not tell him about these things.

She still had a use for Jiang Xuecheng. She could not watch Jiang Xuecheng die for Su Wan.

"Of course, since it is spread through blood, you must understand that you and Su Wan cannot have children."

When Jiang Xuecheng heard this, the color on his face finally faded bit by bit.

When the high priest saw Jiang Xuecheng's struggling and pained expression, her heart was extremely happy.

It was as if the faint pain on his neck had also weakened a lot.

"I believe that you won't harm a fresh little life just for your own selfish desires, right? Tsk, that's a little too pitiful."

The high priest smiled sweetly and left her final "advice".

"Also, remember my suggestion. Only by marrying Diya can you protect your beloved. Alright, that's all I have to say. I'll get someone to deliver the things you need later."

After saying that, she lowered her head and glanced at the Persian cat beside her leg. That Persian cat was also very understanding of human nature and quickly climbed up the high priest's wrist.

The high priest stroked the pure white cat in her hand and quickly walked away gracefully. Although there was still blood oozing out from her neck, her back was still elegant and graceful.

…

The emperor's study was empty. Soon, only Jiang Xuecheng was left.

The door of the study was not closed, and a cool breeze blew in.

Jiang Xuecheng just lowered his head and looked at the ground dispiritedly. His eyes were awe-inspiring and filled with a terrifying killing intent.

If it was possible, he really wanted to cut the high priest's throat with the knife in his hand!

He had never hated a person as much as he did now. He wished he could drink her blood and eat her flesh!

He wished that the High Priest's blood would splatter three feet and he would die on the spot!

"High Priest…"

Jiang Xuecheng's voice was very muffled and almost could not be heard.

He collapsed to the ground in pain. His pair of obsidian eyes no longer had their usual coldness, only a blood-red color!

Jiang Xuecheng used his hand to grab the paper that had fallen to the ground and tore it into pieces!

It was as if what he tore was not the paper, but the high priest's flesh!

…

When the high priest walked out of the Emperor's study, she happened to bump into Director Fan who was walking towards her.

At first glance, Director Fan only felt that the high priest's steps were elegant. However, after taking a closer look, he immediately noticed the high priest's bleeding neck.

His entire heart instantly hung in his throat!

"High Priest, what happened to your neck--"

He could not help but come forward, his eyes filled with anxiety.

Although Director Fan had been married for many years and even had his own children, he could not get rid of that inexplicable admiration for the high priest.

Sometimes, when Director Fan saw the High Priest's face, which was more beautiful than a girl's, he could not help but feel ashamed of his inferiority.

Wrinkles began to appear around his eyes, and his figure was getting worse year by year. However, the high priest seemed to never grow old, and time stood still for her.

The high priest glanced lightly at Director Fan. Director Fan immediately realized that he had been too eager. His face stiffened, and he immediately took a step back.

"Don't be nervous. It was my cat that scratched it."

A cat claw scratched it?!

Director Fan swept his gaze over the high priest's bloody neck. His heart could not help but tremble.

It was clearly as if she had been injured by a sharp weapon.

Was she lying to a three-year-old child?!

The high priest swept a stern glance at Director Fan.

Director Fan lowered his head in a dilemma. He looked at the innocent-looking Persian cat in the high priest's hand. In the end, he still stammered out a suggestion.

"Sir Priest, no matter what, you should apply some medicine first. If the wound gets infected, it won't be good."

The high priest nodded indifferently and carried the cat in his hand as she walked away.

Director Fan walked slowly step by step. When he could no longer hear the high priest's footsteps, he finally dared to turn his head and look around.

At the corner of the corridor, he could no longer see the autumn fragrance of the figure.

Director Fan sighed. He continued walking forward and suddenly saw the door of the Emperor's study open!