Tearing the Prince's Clothes after Withdrawing Marriage
Chapter 1316 - 1315: When Will Things Truly Get Better?

Chapter 1316: Chapter 1315: When Will Things Truly Get Better?

Sometimes, when he’s not lucid, it ironically makes it easier for others to approach him.

After Jingri brought the hot water, Chu Qianli began wiping Feng Yexuan’s body as she said:

"You all are too close to him. If the Prince truly gets infected, you’ll also be in danger. Go to the outer room, take some medicine, and get some rest."

"Miss, you’re the one closest to the Prince. If we’re talking about danger, you’re at greater risk than any of us."

Wangyue sighed silently.

What a wonderful woman she is!

Why is it that the Prince has utterly lost all feelings for her now?

And instead, he showers that pretentious Fen Ling with endless care?

Who can tell them why this is happening?

That night, Fen Ling had also come by but only lingered far outside the door, merely glancing in and asking after the situation.

In the late hours, around dawn, Feng Yexuan indeed spiked a high fever.

Chu Qianli measured his temperature with a thermometer — it soared to forty-one degrees.

Even after administering an antipyretic injection, it didn’t work, leaving her no choice but to use physical cooling methods throughout the night.

Initially, she said there were things on his body she hadn’t seen before. At that time, Feng Yexuan was actually conscious.

He was just too weak to speak or argue.

The most crucial thing was when he heard that damned woman say such words, he didn’t seem to feel any anger.

Rather, his mood was somewhat... indescribable, but he felt a trace of... delight...

Later on, he began to lose focus.

In his head, a voice kept nagging:

"She’s a woman of fickle affections. She has far too many men; you are merely one of them."

"You don’t love her; you despise her; you wish you’d never see her again."

"She deceived your feelings, conspired against you with other men, and hurt you until you were utterly broken..."

At first, as before, Feng Yexuan heard this voice and those words; it filled him with an unusual disgust toward the hand resting on him.

He wished he could fling it away, pushing it off with force.

But he seemed to lack the strength.

Later, that hand grew gentler as it moved across his body.

When he felt particularly uncomfortable, her hand would lightly rub at the center of his chest, soothing his tightly wound nerves little by little.

It appeared to ease his pain somewhat.

And then, inexplicably, he suddenly had an urge to open his eyes and see her face.

Even though another face lingered in his heart, in his hazy, semi-conscious state, the face he saw belonged to the woman he supposedly hated most.

"...Lili."

Chu Qianli’s hand froze while wiping away his sweat, her entire body tensing up in an instant.

How long had it been since he last called her by her nickname?

But she only hesitated for a brief moment before snapping back to herself, continuing to wipe away his sweat.

Her movements were gentle, but her expression remained calm and composed.

"Lili..."

Suddenly, Feng Yexuan grabbed her hand, pressing it tightly against the spot over his heart, refusing to let go no matter what.

"Lili, here... it hurts so badly..."

"I know." The Poisonous Insect Poison had been tormenting his nerves all along. The more he recalled her kindness, the more agitated the poisonous insect grew.

Chu Qianli stretched out her other hand and, after a moment’s hesitation, finally let her long fingers fall upon his furrowed brows, gently smoothing them out.

"What exactly do you want me to feel for you?"

She was truly exhausted.

She couldn’t forget the pain he had caused her, yet all of this stemmed from him being afflicted by poison and manipulated with hypnotism.

Until she could find a way to rid him of the poison, this man would always remain a threat to her.

At any moment, he might hurt her deeply again.

Chu Qianli felt conflicted and powerless.

"When will you truly heal?"