Tearing the Prince's Clothes after Withdrawing Marriage
Chapter 240 What game are you really playing

Chapter 240: Chapter 240 What game are you really playing

Leng Ji was startled.

Hometown?

Isn’t Chu Qianli’s hometown Beiming Country?

He had lived in Beiming Country for more than twenty years and had never seen such strange shoes.

He couldn’t even tell what material they were made from.

However, when Leng Ji looked up, he saw the Prince staring at Chu Qianli, somewhat... transfixed.

What was the Prince looking at?

Leng Ji also looked at Chu Qianli, whose smile had long since vanished from the corners of her lips.

She still seemed a bit distant, but, at least, she was polite.

"I apologize, Prince, I really couldn’t stand staying in the bedroom, so I had to come out for a walk," she said.

"If the Prince is unhappy, I’ll go back," she added.

And with that, she turned to leave.

Feng Yexuan’s heart had just been heavily struck by the light, otherworldly smile on her lips.

And now, his breath was slightly disordered by the sight of her gracefully retreating figure.

He was in disarray!

He extremely disliked such an embarrassing appearance on himself!

"Did I allow you to leave?" he said, his voice indescribably cold.

Chu Qianli stopped in her tracks and turned to look at him, "Does the Prince have any further orders?"

"Chu Qianli, what tricks are you trying to play in front of me again?"

This wasn’t her! Not like her at all!

Qianqian was dead, upon seeing him again, shouldn’t she be going mad for revenge?

Why was she able to remain so undisturbed?

Chu Qianli was still just looking at him calmly, and after a long while, she said, "Prince, when have I ever played tricks in front of you?"

Her expression looked somewhat listless, not showing any sign of life.

One could say it was utterly dispirited.

But her strong character didn’t allow her to lose heart.

Thus, even Leng Ji could see that she was just trying very hard, trying hard to survive.

Feng Yexuan didn’t believe it.

Qianqian was dead, she couldn’t possibly do nothing, she couldn’t possibly forgo revenge.

How could such a stubborn person simply let go and truly move on?

Suddenly, he stepped forward and walked towards her.

Chu Qianli still looked at him indifferently, until he was in front of her, until, he scooped her up in his arms.

"My shoes..." The pair of slippers flew off as he picked her up.

A pair of snow-white feet began to dangle in the air.

Leng Ji just glanced at them, and immediately felt dizzy.

A young lady’s feet should not be gazed upon casually.

He quickly looked down, found those so-called slippers, and placed them by the door.

After which, he left.

Feng Yexuan tossed Chu Qianli onto the bed.

Although the action seemed quite rough, Chu Qianli didn’t feel any pain when she landed.

The force was gentle, and she wasn’t thrown down, but just sat on the bed.

Those feet landed outside of her lace dress; she attempted to pull them back, but Feng Yexuan caught one of them in his grasp.

"Did you dress like this to seduce me?" he asked, his brows slightly furrowed, surprised at how soft and comfortable her small foot felt in his palm.

So soft, it was as if there were no bones.

Chu Qianli gave up struggling and also looked at her foot.

In contrast to her own foot, Yexuan’s hand seemed somewhat large.

His fingers were long, and though his fingertips and palm bore calluses from years of wielding a sword, they still looked very nice.

The emotions in her eyes gradually subsided.

Looking at him, she said indifferently, "I never expected the Prince to visit today. Those so-called prophecies of mine are fake."

"You admit that you have no abilities!"

No abilities, yet she dares to be so bold!

After the battle at Phoenix Mountain, how many people are eyeing her like a tiger stalking its prey?

"Alright, I indeed have no abilities. However, I have something to give to the Prince."

She tried to withdraw her feet, but he tightened his grip, holding her foot so firmly that she couldn’t pull it back.

She said, "Could you let go first?"

Feng Yexuan didn’t want to release her, yet he was curious to see what she had to offer him.

He still couldn’t believe she could be so calm.

What in the world was this damn woman thinking?

He found that he was increasingly unable to see through her!

Finally, when Chu Qianli tried to pull back her foot for the second time, Feng Yexuan loosened his fingers and let her go.

Chu Qianli crawled to the edge of the bed, planning to get down.

But the side of the bed was empty, and she remembered that she had lost her slippers.

Feng Yexuan glanced at her feet and, just as she was about to step onto the floor barefoot, he suddenly gave a gentle nudge to her leg.

Chu Qianli was pushed back onto the bed.

Looking up, she saw his tall silhouette moving towards the door.

Feng Yexuan left the room and picked up her slippers by the door.

Returning to the bedside, Chu Qianli was about to bend down to take them when unexpectedly, he crouched down and took her foot.

"Prince," Chu Qianli furrowed her brow, clearly uncomfortable with his actions.

Feng Yexuan, however, said nothing and slipped the slippers onto her feet.

"From now on, do not wear such shabby shoes outside," he said.

Chu Qianli pursed her lips, feeling rather helpless.

"In this place, does the Prince really think someone else would come to see me besides you?" she asked.

Feng Yexuan felt a sudden constriction in his chest.

Was she blaming him?

Inside and outside Qianyun Pavilion, apart from the two guards at the door, there were no others.

"Leng Ji often comes!" he huffed.

Yet, he also keenly realized how truly lonely she was here.

How long can a person endure loneliness before falling ill from it?

Chu Qianli said nothing; the smile she used to readily wear had vanished without a trace.

The her of now, seemed entirely devoid of despair, seemingly calm and even composed.

But as Feng Yexuan looked at her, he always felt as if he were drifting further away from her!

Chu Qianli got down from the bed, and in the moment she passed by him, he suddenly wanted to reach out and pull her back!

But in the end, he retracted the hand he had halfway extended.

This woman must be putting on an act.

She is deeply cunning and meticulous in her schemes; she couldn’t possibly give up so easily!

Chu Qianli walked over to a side table and took out a few sheets of paper, laying them out on the table.

"These are scenes I saw at the bottom of Heifeng Cliff. This person... I don’t really know who it is, but I felt they must be important."

She turned back, looking at him, "So, I drew everything I could see, even though the information is not much, but it might be useful for you."

Scenes from the bottom of Heifeng Cliff!

Feng Yexuan walked over and swiftly scanned the several drawings.

His gaze finally settled on a figure’s back.

A very blurry back, because the camera had captured it as a blur, and thus the drawing was just as indistinct.

For a moment, he could not recognize who it was.

But the artistry was truly remarkable, bringing the scene vividly to life.

However, Feng Yexuan felt no joy; on the contrary, his expression darkened.

The look he gave Chu Qianli was also filled with chill, "You still want to trade with me!"

The rare softness that had appeared in his eyes had now completely vanished!