Tearing the Prince's Clothes after Withdrawing Marriage
Chapter 166: Where Exactly Is She Now?

Chapter 166: Chapter 166: Where Exactly Is She Now?

The people behind clearly did not expect that Chu Qianli would suddenly make a move.

He was stunned for a moment, but soon, a hint of excitement swept across the depths of his eyes.

With a misstep, he narrowly dodged the silver needle flying towards him.

He immediately swung his hand, sending out a fierce palm wind that aimed straight for Chu Qianli’s face.

Chu Qianli raised her hand, and somehow, the Heavenly Silkworm Silk that had fallen into her hand latched onto nearby debris.

Using the elasticity of the Heavenly Silkworm Silk, she leaped up and flitted through the air with ease.

The silver needles in her hand shot out, swish swish swish, each one aimed to take a life.

The person behind her dodged with one step, then flipped over, narrowly evading the dozen or so silver needles.

The smile at the corner of his lips grew deeper, and suddenly he leaped up, his fingers formed into claws, aiming for Chu Qianli’s shoulder.

But who would have known that this girl, who obviously did not know Qinggong, would cross beneath him in an extremely fast and strange manner just as he descended.

With a snap, Long Feifan stepped on two silver needles.

Steady as he was, he couldn’t help but his face changed slightly.

Looking down, the two silver needles he had stepped on were upside down, clearly pre-broken by someone.

The smile on his lips stiffened slightly, and he felt a shiver in his heart.

If these silver needles had not been previously broken by Chu Qianli, they would have likely punctured the soles of his feet by now.

"Uncle, shall we continue?" Chu Qianli landed not far away, looking at him with a somewhat mocking smile.

"No more, no more. Uncle doesn’t want to limp back to the Marquess Residence, and look unsightly," he said.

If the two silver needles had hit the major acupoints on the soles of his feet, frightened he might have trouble walking properly for many days.

"Was it you who reassigned the guard away from the Marquess Residence?" No wonder she had still seen the place heavily guarded when she entered the residence earlier.

Lately, however, the guard situation had become indefinable.

So it turned out Uncle was helping her from behind the scenes!

"Little girl, you are pretty familiar with yourself, aren’t you? Didn’t my father make it clear in the main hall that Chu Huaiyu is his granddaughter? And you’re calling me uncle?"

He slowly walked towards her.

Chu Qianli hummed: "If you don’t like it, I can call you little Fanfan in the future."

"Pah!" Long Feifan glared at her, his face stern: "I am an elder..."

"An elder who hasn’t grown up is just a kid in my eyes. Right, you’re also single, which makes you even more like a kid."

"What dog?" This crazy girl, out of line, was actually calling him a dog.

Really nasty!

"Single dog, don’t you know what it means?"

"What does it mean?"

"It means... erm," Chu Qianli waved her finger, "little Fanfan, I’m hungry. I haven’t had a bite to eat since yesterday after 11 AM."

Long Feifan originally wanted to correct her disrespectful way of addressing him, but when he heard she had been hungry for so long, he couldn’t help but feel a soft spot in his heart.

"Come on, Uncle will take you to have some noodles."

...

As dawn broke, some street vendors began their new day of business.

Long Feifan did indeed take her for noodles, partaking in the simplest and most rustic handmade noodles.

Chu Qianli was moved by the meal, truly, it tasted so good!

The noodles themselves had a sweet taste, the flour from ancient times was really sweet.

It was the natural sweetness of the plants, so fragrant.

"You haven’t told me yet, what does ’single dog’ mean?" Long Feifan was still hung up on this.

"The meaning of ’single dog’ is..."

Chu Qianli swallowed the noodles in her mouth, then smilingly replied to him, "It means no girl likes you, forever alone."

Long Feifan thought for a moment, then nodded in agreement: "That’s right, I am a single dog."

He accepted this reasoning.

It was Chu Qianli, however, who raised an eyebrow, puzzled, "Uncle, in your day, most men are married by their twenties. Why are you still a single dog at twenty-eight?"

"No girl likes me." Isn’t that the readymade reason?

"Nonsense, my uncle may not be as handsome as Prince Yexuan, but, he is also a top-tier handsome man. How can it be that no girl likes him?"

She leaned in close, staring straight at Long Feifan.

Long Feifan was indeed made somewhat uncomfortable by her stare and instinctively dodged, "Looking at what?"

"Uncle, you can’t possibly be..."

"Can’t possibly be what?"

"...Not okay, right?"

"..."

Some time later, Long Feifan’s irate cursing came from outside the noodle stand: "You... You damn girl! You’re the one who’s not okay!"

"Of course, I’m not okay; I’m just like you, Uncle!"

"Nonsense, who’s like you!"

"We’re all not okay. If that’s not being alike, then what is?"

"Get lost!"

...

Two days later, Feng Yexuan finally woke up.

What he had not anticipated was that the person caring for him in his bedroom wasn’t that woman, but Yu Linglong.

Along with Consort Jin, Feng Jinrui.

And the Empress Dowager.

Feng Yexuan furrowed his brow.

Weak from his severe illness, his whole body was without strength, but he still struggled to get up.

"Yexuan, your wound hasn’t healed; you can’t move around," Yu Linglong said with an anxious face.

Yu Linglong wanted to go and support him, but Feng Yexuan’s expression darkened, and he shot her a cold glance.

Yu Linglong no longer dared to act rashly, and could only resentfully retract her outstretched hand.

Feng Jinrui quickly stepped forward and helped Feng Yexuan sit up.

"Loyal Brother, how are you feeling?"

He had been stabbed in the chest. Although it had not pierced his heart, it was not far from it.

According to Yu Linglong, had she not timely mended his heart meridian, he wouldn’t have survived these past few days.

Yu Linglong seemed to have saved the Loyal Brother’s life once again.

"Loyal Brother..."

"Where is she?" Feng Yexuan looked at Feng Jinrui.

The Empress Dowager felt somewhat displeased; she was sitting right there, yet Xuanxuan woke up and didn’t even glance at her.

Who was he looking for upon waking up?

Could it be as Consort Jin and Linglong said, that Xuanxuan had truly been completely bewitched by Chu Qianli?

"Loyal Brother, the Empress Dowager is here."

"Where is she?" Feng Yexuan grabbed Feng Jinrui’s wrist.

His tone slightly agitated, and immediately, a tearing pain came from the wound site.

A surge of blood rushed to his throat, causing him to cough uncontrollably a couple of times.

Had his constitution not been exceptionally strong, he would have likely coughed up blood.

"Yexuan, I just saved you from Ghost Gate Pass; you can’t treat yourself so carelessly," Yu Linglong said.

Though she didn’t dare to come closer, she was unwilling to leave.

She had always been at his bedside.

"Who allowed you to come here?" Feng Yexuan’s face was stern as he cast a cold glance at her.

If he remembered correctly, this woman had long been blacklisted by his Prince Residence.

Yet she still dared to come!

"Xuanxuan, you were gravely injured this time; it was Linglong who saved your life. Stop treating her with such an attitude," the Empress Dowager said.

The Empress Dowager felt sorry for Yu Linglong and for the pale-faced Feng Yexuan.

She sighed helplessly, "You used to be bewitched by that enchantress, and now..."

"Where is she?" Feng Yexuan tightened his grip on Feng Jinrui’s fingers.

When he awoke and did not see Chu Qianli, he knew something must be amiss.

No one here liked Chu Qianli.

Where exactly is she now?