Tearing the Prince's Clothes after Withdrawing Marriage
Chapter 1108 - 1107: Is He Still Alive?

Chapter 1108: Chapter 1107: Is He Still Alive?

"Prince, I’m truly sorry about my second imperial uncle..."

Chu Minghao approached Feng Qihe, hesitated mid-sentence as if he were deciding something.

After pausing, he continued, "Although he always liked young girls, Miss Chu is a guest of the Princely Heir after all. I believe the second imperial uncle will at least show some courtesy and not do anything inappropriate to Miss Chu."

"Is that so?"

Feng Qihe averted his gaze, looked at him, and smirked, "From what I see, Lord Chu doesn’t seem like someone who would respect you, Crown Prince."

Chu Minghao’s expression suddenly darkened.

Yet, Feng Qihe straightened his expression and seriously said, "Crown Prince, since you’ve returned, let’s enter the city first! After meeting your Emperor, I plan to visit Prince Yu immediately."

Chu Minghao’s attempts at sowing discord, if he couldn’t see them, he’d be a fool.

Although Feng Qihe was also worried about Prince Chu taking Chu Qianli away, whether that wicked woman would be in danger.

But on second thought, Chu Qianli staying with Chu Minghao wasn’t necessarily safer.

After all, in Prince Yu’s Residence, there was Chu Feiyan, who was always plotting to kill Chu Qianli.

Leaving with Prince Chu might not necessarily be a bad thing.

Feng Qihe bowed to Chu Minghao and then turned to go back to his horse and leaped onto it.

Jinghong sighed heavily in relief.

He was truly afraid that the Prince would be successfully provoked by Chu Minghao and go to Prince Chu’s Residence to demand people.

With the old Prince, thoughtful and calm, he naturally wouldn’t worry.

But the current Prince... ever since he met Chu Qianli, he had become particularly irritable, and his emotions could easily be provoked.

Thankfully, the Prince finally regained his senses.

Jinghong followed behind Feng Qihe and quickly walked as well.

Everyone waited to enter the city.

The large palm Chu Minghao hid in his sleeve clenched tightly.

He was indeed intentionally causing trouble, wanting to provoke Feng Qihe to challenge Prince Chu.

Just because, he had truly been infuriated by that whip from Lord Chu earlier.

Being mocked by Feng Qihe’s words, even Chu Minghao felt like a fool.

It’s all second imperial uncle’s fault!

And, that damn Chu Qianli!

However, why did Chu Qianli know the second imperial uncle anyway? The second imperial uncle was usually not very sociable but came personally in a most forceful manner to take Chu Qianli away.

What exactly was their relationship?

Could it really be some unclear, ambiguous connection?

"Crown Prince, the brothers are all waiting for you to lead the way into the city," Gui Tong reminded in a low voice.

Since he didn’t know exactly what the relationship between Chu Qianli and Prince Chu was, then this matter would have to wait until they entered the city.

Moreover, they still had to return and think of excuses to report back to the Prince.

Chu Minghao closed his eyes tightly, then turned back, walked to his horse, and leaped onto it.

The whip wound on his arm still burned painfully!

Chu Lingyang, today’s humiliation will be remembered!

In the future, once he became the Emperor of Beiming, he would make sure Chu Lingyang didn’t have good days!

"Let’s enter the city!"

...

Chu Qianli directly moved into Lord Chu’s courtyard.

Once Chu Lingyang reached his own courtyard and dismounted, he led her straight through the gates.

The door to the study!

How close this relationship was!

It’s known that except for the Princess and Commandery Princess Princely Heir, as well as the butler occasionally bringing someone for cleaning, no unrelated person could enter the Prince’s study in the entire Prince Residence.

The young lady who rode back on the same horse as the Prince today, who exactly was she?

Chu Lingyang shut the door with a slam, his long-suppressed emotions could no longer be hidden.

He grabbed Chu Qianli’s shoulders with both hands, his eyes turning blood-red with urgency, "Is he still alive? Is he?"