Tearing the Prince's Clothes after Withdrawing Marriage
Chapter 203: It’s Just Her, Only Her!

Chapter 203: Chapter 203: It’s Just Her, Only Her!

Feng Yexuan’s heartbeat inexplicably sped up a little.

His breathing was heavy, hurried, and a bit difficult.

His large palm lifted, and his long fingers landed on her lips, gently grinding against them.

He had tasted these thin lips, fragrant, sweet, one kiss was like pouring honey down his throat.

Sweet and tingling...

He didn’t know when, but he leaned in, and his thin lips were very, very close to her’s.

At such close quarters, every breath she exhaled fell without fail on the tip of his nose.

Feng Yexuan’s voice gradually became hoarse, low, "Tell me you never thought about divorcing me, that they forced you to do it."

Chu Qianli looked at him.

Looking at the man’s face, she couldn’t tell if it was because they were so close or because she was drunk, but anyway, she couldn’t see clearly.

But his breath was indescribably familiar.

She bit her lower lip and suddenly curved it into a smile, "I don’t want you."

Feng Yexuan’s brow furrowed as he grabbed her wrist in one motion, pressing her flailing hand above her head.

"How dare you!"

Who allowed it!

He would never let her say she didn’t want him!

The man, who was very angry at first, suddenly mellowed at her light, floating call, "...Yexuan."

Feng Yexuan’s tall frame shuddered violently!

In his wildest dreams, he never expected that she would call out his name at this moment!

These were the two words she would never utter when she was sober.

He was angry, but also thrilled, and even inexplicably moved.

Indescribable emotions almost drove him mad.

"What on earth are you thinking?"

In your heart, what am I really to you?

"Feng...Yexuan..."

Chu Qianli responded with a giggly, perplexed look in her big, cloudy eyes.

If not for those eyes clearly conveying her drunken state, he would swear she was feigning drunkenness to mock him!

But she was indeed drunk.

"What on earth does this prince have to do for you to willingly stay by my side?"

He released her hand, and his long fingers traced her small face, lightly gliding across her skin.

Even he didn’t know what was the matter with himself, why was he so concerned about this infuriating woman?

But he was concerned.

His feelings were just that pure, once determined, it was only her.

Also, only her!

"Tell me, what exactly do you want?"

Chu Qianli tilted her head, seemingly unable to understand his words,

and again called out vaguely, "Feng...Yexuan..."

His heart really softened.

In an instant, it softened to a complete mess.

Can’t we stop fighting, please?

Can we reconcile, okay?

Just like when we went to Phoenix Mountain to rescue people together, even if she was still so disobedient, at that time, he felt like they were fighting side by side.

That feeling was really strange, and very...sweet.

"As long as you don’t leave me again, can we...be as good as before?"

Feng Yexuan finally couldn’t resist bowing his head, wanting to kiss those thin lips.

But just as he was about to touch them, her lips parted slightly, releasing a sentence as light as the wind, "Feng Yexuan...let me go...I want...to go home."

...

She had a very long dream.

In the dream, she went to a place called Nanming Country.

There was a State Preceptor in that place.

The State Preceptor wore a very long white robe, his face was unclear, even his figure was indistinct.

But she knew he was a mystical man who could traverse ancient and modern times and knew the future.

"I want to go back to the twenty-first century, can you help me?" she asked.

The State Preceptor stood with his back to her, his face still not visible.

But his voice seemed vaguely familiar, "Do you really want to go back that much?"

"My home is there, of course I have to go back."

"Do you have a home?"

With that one sentence from the State Preceptor, Chu Qianli felt a complete chill through her being.

Yes, did she have a home?

She had lived two lifetimes, died, and then been reborn, but why didn’t she have a home of her own?

Suddenly, the State Preceptor turned around to look at her, and his face slowly became clear, "Want to leave? Only over my dead body!"

"Feng Yexuan!"

Chu Qianli abruptly sat up.

Her head ached terribly, as if it were about to explode.

That wasn’t the State Preceptor at all, it was... it was Yexuan!

Her head still ached fiercely.

She held her forehead, and after a while, her consciousness slowly returned.

It turned out to be just a dream.

This bastard Yexuan, not even letting her be in peace in her dreams!

She was almost scared to death by him!

"Princess... Princess, have you woken up?" Qianqian staggered into the room with a basin of water.

Her steps were too light and unstable, splashing water all over the floor as she went.

She had been drinking the night before and being awake today was already quite an achievement, let alone taking care of Chu Qianli.

But in Qianyun Pavilion, aside from Qianqian, there were no other servants.

If she didn’t do it, no one else would be there to attend to the Princess.

"Princess, come... come wash your face first."

"You are in no state to attend to me; I can do it myself."

"Then... then I will bring the Princess breakfast," Qianqian said, supporting herself against the wall, swaying as she left.

Chu Qianli’s head also hurt, but her condition was slightly better than Qianqian’s.

She got out of bed by herself, washed her face, and changed into a new outfit.

Just then, Qianqian came in with a plate of pastries.

Since Qianqian hadn’t gone to the kitchen to help, the pastries weren’t the kind that Chu Qianli liked to eat.

But she didn’t expect that, not only did she not feel like eating, just seeing the pastries made her stomach churn.

She turned her head, and with a retching sound, began to vomit.

"Princess... what’s wrong with you?" Qianqian was terrified, hurried over, and began patting her back.

Chu Qianli vomited for a while; there was really nothing in her stomach, but she couldn’t stop, and the retching continued.

She didn’t know how long it lasted, but finally, she slowly recovered.

"I need to go out for a walk." She didn’t want to eat; the sight of food made her want to throw up.

She wondered if this was a hangover.

Qianqian followed behind her, still patting her back along the way.

"Princess, don’t drink so much in the future, look how uncomfortable you are."

"I’m pleased." Strangely, there were no guards at the door today?

Chu Qianli exited the door quite smoothly and thought to herself, "I’ll head over to that man’s place and try my luck."

Perhaps the man would allow her to return to the Duke Residence.

The guards had been withdrawn, maybe he was no longer angry, right?

But as she walked down a small path and caught the scent of pastries for some unknown reason, she felt uneasy in her stomach and turned to rush to a big tree.

Leaning against the tree trunk, she began to retch again.

"Princess, how are you? Still not feeling well?" Qianqian stood behind her, continuously patting her back.

Princess?

In the distance, Consort Jin happened to pass by and narrowed her eyes.

She was about to scold her!

The woman was no longer the Princess of the Prince Residence, and yet Qianqian dared to address her as such, did she have a death wish?

However, Consort Jin had only taken a couple of steps when she suddenly stopped.

Staring at Chu Qianli’s heaving back, she narrowed her eyes and suddenly her mood dropped drastically.

This look... Damn it! Could it be that this wretched woman was pregnant?