Tearing the Prince's Clothes after Withdrawing Marriage
Chapter 1075 - 1074: You, Eventually Were Wronged

Chapter 1075: Chapter 1074: You, Eventually Were Wronged

"I have nothing to say," Chu Qianli said indifferently.

"You..." Feng Qihe’s face slightly changed, looking somewhat displeased.

Couldn’t this wicked woman say something nice?

"I just saved you, don’t I even deserve a thank you?"

Chu Qianli snorted coldly. "If it weren’t for the Prince’s unprovoked attack, this situation wouldn’t have arisen. Do I need to thank you for rescuing me?"

Feng Qihe paused in his steps, his face slightly stunned.

But soon, he followed her.

"How do you know it was me? In front of Gui Tong, I didn’t reveal any flaws."

"Doesn’t your arm hurt?" Chu Qianli turned her head and glanced at him.

Feng Qihe looked back and saw that although Gui Tong had not left, he was very far from them.

He didn’t eavesdrop or spy, only stayed without returning to the entrance of the forest.

But since Feng Qihe had promised to protect Chu Qianli, he would definitely not let her get hurt. On this, Gui Tong was confident.

After all, Feng Qihe still had to go to Nanming.

Not seeing Gui Tong anymore, Feng Qihe’s face twisted instantly.

It hurt! It hurt so much that he almost fainted!

That damn Gui Tong, the force of his grip was excruciating.

"Heh!" Fu Ning couldn’t help but laugh out loud.

She didn’t expect that the Prince, who appeared cold and sinister in public, would also have such a side behind the scenes.

Hurt and grimacing? Wasn’t he supposed to maintain an elegant and chilly demeanor?

Chu Qianli didn’t laugh though, knowing full well that the wound was certainly not minor.

She took a bottle of medicine from her sleeve: "This medicine is more effective than antiseptic medicine, and most importantly, it doesn’t have the smell of golden sore medicine, so it won’t raise suspicions."

Feng Qihe took several deep breaths to suppress the numbing intense pain.

He took off his robe and rolled up his sleeves.

The wound was only tightly wrapped with a cloth strip; because of the thick outer robe, Gui Tong did not notice the cloth strip.

But now, the cloth strip was entirely soaked with bright red blood.

Fu Ning’s laughter stopped.

After helping Chu Qianli to sit down, Fu Ning immediately brought over the medicine.

Yet Feng Qihe huskily said, "You lass, I want you to apply the medicine on me!"

It really hurt!

Sweat beads densely covered his forehead.

Fu Ning, feeling the discomfort himself, looked back at Chu Qianli, "Miss, please help him."

Although he didn’t know why the Prince disguised himself as an assassin to attack Chu Qianli, his act of stopping Chu Feiyan to save the lady was indeed heroic.

Even Fu Ning was moved.

Moreover, enduring such painful gripping by Gui Tong without a hitch in his composure or breath was indeed manly.

Chu Qianli looked at him, not saying a word.

Feng Qihe walked over to her side, sat down with a thump, and presented his wound in front of her.

Chu Qianli appeared somewhat indifferent, just coldly looking at him.

"Miss!" Fu Ning called again.

Out of helplessness, Chu Qianli finally picked up the bottle and slowly applied the medicine on Feng Qihe’s wound.

It wasn’t that she intentionally did it so slowly, it’s just that she had no strength at all.

Her limbs were weak, and even lifting her arm was quite strenuous.

Feng Qihe watched her apply the medicine, and the pain in his heart gradually dissipated.

At that moment, his usually indifferent eyes softened a bit.

"When you were in Yuhua Palace, I thought of rescuing you, but my mother wouldn’t allow it."

He silently sighed in his heart, "My mother had her own plans. She said you wouldn’t be harmed. You... you were ultimately wronged."