Tearing the Prince's Clothes after Withdrawing Marriage
Chapter 193: Is this dead woman doing it on purpose?

Chapter 193: Chapter 193: Is this dead woman doing it on purpose?

"You!" Qing Ming’s palm tightened, almost slapping the woman before his eyes and sending her flying away.

In all the years he had been at the Prince Residence, no one had ever shown such disrespect!

A gatekeeping dog! She had actually dared to say it!

"What’s wrong? Want to hit me?"

Chu Qianli lifted her chin, not scared of him in the slightest.

"Even if your Prince is worthless, he is still a man. Is it your place to teach his woman a lesson?"

"You..."

"So you do admit that you are my man’s woman?"

Feng Yexuan narrowed his eyes, staring at Chu Qianli, whose body was half-hidden behind Qing Ming’s tall stature.

He huffed coldly, "Since you know you are my woman, why aren’t you rolling in to serve me?"

Qing Ming’s chest heaved in fury.

But he knew, in front of the Prince, he couldn’t do anything to her.

The Prince had spent last night in this woman’s room!

She was, after all, the Prince’s woman!

"You’d better not anger the Prince again, or I won’t let you off!"

"If you really had that ability, the one going mad with rage should be me," Chu Qianli said with scornful laughter.

Qing Ming truly wanted to strangle her right then and there.

This woman, even after being demoted to a concubine, didn’t show any sadness at all.

Does she have no shame whatsoever?

Although Qing Ming was angry, he dared not defy the order of the Prince.

He could only step aside and let Chu Qianli in.

Qianqian didn’t dare follow and could only stand aside, quietly keeping watch.

She also didn’t dare to provoke Lord Qing Ming.

The Princess... alas, now having become Miss Chu, was powerless and without status within the residence.

A concubine really... is very lowly, her status unable to compare with Lord Qing Ming’s.

Offending Lord Qing Ming like this, she wondered if she would be subjected to retribution in the future.

Qianqian was truly worried, but helpless.

After Chu Qianli entered, the smile on her lips vanished instantly.

"I want to return to the Duke Residence," she said coldly.

Feng Yexuan placed down the military book he was holding and looked at her coldly, "Did I ever say you couldn’t leave?"

"You ordered men to guard the gate, essentially forbidding me from leaving!"

She was injured now and couldn’t make a move.

He even positioned over a dozen experts to guard the front and back doors. How could she possibly leave?

This damn man!

Feng Yexuan was calm and collected, lifting his cup slowly to sip his tea, as if there was no one else in the room.

Chu Qianli took a deep breath, suppressing her anger.

The poison in her grandfather hadn’t been cleared, and although she had left medicine with Butler Han, she still needed to go back to administer acupuncture to her grandfather.

At the moment, she didn’t want any quarrel with Feng Yexuan.

She only wanted to go back, and she had to go back!

Otherwise, her grandfather’s health would be at risk!

"Prince," Chu Qianli tried to calm herself down.

Looking up at his indifferent face, she softened her voice, "My grandfather is unwell, I must visit him today. Please allow me to go, Your Highness."

"What did you just say?" Feng Yexuan suddenly asked.

Chu Qianli was taken aback, just now?

What had she said just now?

"Didn’t you say that you are my woman?" he raised an eyebrow, "Since you are my woman, why aren’t you serving me instead of asking to do something else?"

Chu Qianli really wanted to grab something and smash it against his deceitful face that could swindle all the women in the world.

Those words earlier, weren’t they just to spite Qing Ming?

She had never been willing to admit that she was his woman.

But whether as the Princess or a concubine, he had always been declaring to everyone that she was his.

She had simply used his words to shut Qing Ming’s mouth!

Feng Yexuan looked at her as her face gradually turned red, his eyes still devoid of any emotion, "Do you still want to leave or not?"

"I do!"

Now was not the time to argue with him out of spite; it wasn’t a matter of wanting to go, she had to go!

She had to return to the Duke Residence.

"So?" Feng Yexuan leaned back in his chair, his gaze upon her carrying a hint of irony.

"Do you need this prince to teach you how to do it?"

Chu Qianli bit her lip and finally, reluctantly, moved to his side.

"Having never served a man, I truly don’t know how? I wonder if the prince would be so generous as to enlighten me?"

She almost wanted to roll her eyes!

Fortunately, this was the study, and the door had just been knocked down by the wind from his palm.

In broad daylight, with people standing guard outside, this scoundrel of a man shouldn’t make her do something too outrageous.

For the sake of returning to the Duke Residence, she had no choice but to endure.

Feng Yexuan nearly wanted to strangle her to death.

Serving a man—she couldn’t even do that?

However, her statement "Having never served a man" inexplicably quelled the rage in his heart.

"Massage this prince’s legs." He spoke indifferently.

He picked up the military book and continued reading.

Chu Qianli looked at his two long legs and was still somewhat unwilling.

Serving a man! Just the thought made every cell in her body resistant.

Moreover, to massage his legs, wouldn’t she have to kneel next to him?

Such an image... no matter how she looked at it, it seemed unspeakably ambiguous.

"If you don’t want to go out, then roll back to where you came from!" The man beside her had very limited patience.

Chuchi Qianli suppressed the urge to roll her eyes at him.

Ultimately, she knelt down beside him.

Raising her hand, she accidentally strained her shoulder and winced in pain.

Despite the pain, she clenched her teeth and raised her hand.

"You’re serving this prince with an injured arm?"

Feng Yexuan seemed thoroughly disdainful, he snorted coldly, "Take it away!"

"What do you actually want?" Chu Qianli’s temper had never been good.

Glaring at him, she was nearly on the verge of exploding.

She was serving him despite her pain, and he was still complaining!

Had it not been for her desire to leave the Prince Residence smoothly, did he truly think she wanted to serve him?

Feng Yexuan remained silent, still reading his book.

It was as if she wasn’t even there beside him.

Chu Qianli tried again to lift her injured arm to massage him.

But then she thought about his disdain for her injured limb...

In the end, she merely used her uninjured hand to knead his leg with neither too much nor too little pressure.

She too was quite comfortable, and her shoulder blade didn’t hurt anymore.

As time passed, she began to get bored while massaging.

Stealing a glance at the book Feng Yexuan was reading, she tilted her head and started to read intently.

Her hand kept moving aimlessly, but her eyes stayed fixed on his book.

"Actually, in the battle between Qi King and Xuan King, if he could have split his forces and avoided Xuan King’s main force, attacking from both the east and west to defeat them in detail..."

"By the time Xuan King realized and turned back, Qi King would already have taken advantageous terrain. With that, the battle’s outcome may well have been different."

"You understand military strategy?" Feng Yexuan furrowed his brow in surprise.

But when he thought about her performance at the battle of Phoenix Mountain, it wasn’t that shocking.

Still, it was somewhat astonishing.

In this era, aside from the women of Longteng Country, which girl from other nations understood warfare?

"Who taught you these tactics?"

"Who needs to teach me? Isn’t it quite obvious?"

In order to see the words on the military book more clearly, Chu Qianli leaned forward unconsciously.

She forgot that she was kneeling beside a man.

With this lean, half her body pressed against his leg.

Pointing to the military book she said, "Look, Qi King started to make mistakes in his tactics from here."

Feng Yexuan’s gaze, however, fell on her.

The soft touch on his leg, continuously pressing forward...

His forehead surged with a rush of blood.

Was this woman doing it on purpose?

Trying to seduce him?