Tearing the Prince's Clothes after Withdrawing Marriage
Chapter 266 - 265 Did You Also Visit the Qianyun Pavilion That Night?_2

Chapter 266: Chapter 265 Did You Also Visit the Qianyun Pavilion That Night?_2

It wasn’t a serious injury, but he simply did not want Liujin to take his pulse.

What on earth was that woman thinking?

Liujin moved his lips, as if he had something to say, but then thought the better of it.

There were words he wanted to speak, but, he also felt that it was still too early to do so now.

The most important thing was that he couldn’t be sure if the blood was indeed Chu Qianli’s.

What if it wasn’t hers at all?

If he voiced his suspicions now, he feared the Prince would truly go mad.

Seeing Chu Qianli with Prince Yexuan today proved they interacted with ease.

The two seemed close, yet there was not the slightest hint of romance, which was why Liujin felt reassured enough to leave.

To him, they appeared just like a brother and sister.

He had never seen Chu Qianli this relaxed in Prince Residence before.

"Prince, since Miss Li seems to be in no serious trouble, perhaps we can let this matter rest for now."

"The relationship between the Prince and Miss Li has rarely improved a bit; at a time like this, a little more patience might not be a bad thing."

Upon hearing this, Prince Yexuan finally picked up his cup again, holding it in his hand, unconsciously squeezing it.

He then scoffed coldly, "Why should I care about my relationship with her?"

Liujin felt like laughing.

If he truly didn’t care, why bother doing so much behind the scenes?

But the Prince is prideful and aloof, so there’s no need to burst his bubble of lies.

Just as he was about to speak, a burst of footsteps came from outside. Leng Ji had arrived.

"Prince, Consort Jin has sent word that she intends to return to the palace early tomorrow morning, so she wishes for the Prince and Fourteenth Prince to join her for dinner in her courtyard."

Consort Jin was going back to the palace.

For some reason, Prince Yexuan, who previously didn’t care about such matters and allowed free entry and exit from Prince Residence, now felt unexpectedly relieved at her announcement.

He waved his hand dismissively, "Fine, tonight I shall go with Jinrui."

...Dinner time.

Consort Jin had ordered a feast prepared early, waiting for her two sons to arrive.

The first to come was Feng Jinrui, always the bright and handsome boy.

But tonight, to Consort Jin, it seemed that this boy was about to grow up.

Not long after Jinrui’s arrival, Prince Yexuan stepped forward with a steady gait.

Consort Jin watched him with undeniable pride.

Though, in truth, the Prince wasn’t raised by her; she merely held the title of foster mother.

The Prince had scarcely shown any closeness to her since childhood; rather, he seemed distant from everyone.

There was a period when he went away to study with a master, and after returning, he joined the battlefield at the mere age of twelve.

In short, he hardly spent any time with Consort Jin.

But, after all, Consort Jin is still his foster mother, bearing the title of the Prince’s maternal figure.

The thought of her son excelling in such a way made Consort Jin’s heart bloom with joy.

Seeing her, one could tell she was on cloud nine.

Becoming the mother of Prince Yexuan was, without a doubt, the greatest achievement of her life.

Prince Yexuan had no birth mother at the royal level, but as long as her son Xuanxuan could become the Emperor, she would be the Holy Empress Dowager.

Once she seized the opportunity to eliminate the current Empress, she would be the true Empress Dowager!

By then, the entire harem would be her domain.

Those concubines who had once shown her disdain and bullied her, she wanted to chop off their hands and feet and stuff them in jars!

To let them never live in peace, to suffer worse than death for the rest of their lives!

The more Consort Jin thought about it, the more excited she became, and she immediately stood up and called her two sons to her.

After the third round of drinks, Consort Jin couldn’t help laughing and said, "Xuanxuan, I have heard that the Emperor has already drafted a decree to choose consorts for you, and this time, there might be many princesses from neighboring countries."

"I have already selected a few candidates for you; they are all princesses favored by the emperors of neighboring countries, you..."

"Fourth Royal Brother, you’re choosing consorts?" Feng Jinrui always seemed to be the last to know such news, habitually lagging behind.

He looked at Feng Yexuan, slightly stunned.

"If you’re choosing consorts, what about the Fourth Royal Sister-in-law?"

"Ruirui!" Consort Jin’s face darkened instantly as she interrupted him, "That woman is not your Fourth Royal Sister-in-law!"

Really, he brought up the very topic she wished to avoid; this brat knew nothing about reading the room before speaking!

Consort Jin’s most hated topic at the moment was bringing up Chu Qianli.

That woman would be best completely erased from Xuanxuan’s life!

Just thinking about it was as uncomfortable as swallowing a fly!

She glared at Feng Jinrui, then turned back to Feng Yexuan with a smile, "Xuanxuan, you must take this consort selection seriously and choose a Princess who can truly help you."

"I have screened those neighboring country princesses for you; why don’t you take a look..."

"If Mother Consort has had her fill, your son shall take his leave first," Feng Yexuan said, his indifferent gaze slowly sweeping over the dishes on the table.

His chopsticks seemed ready to be put down.

Consort Jin immediately put on a smile and said, "You’ve barely eaten anything yet; I’m still hungry! Xuanxuan, eat a little more; you haven’t had much, heh, hehe..."

How awkward, this son of hers never cared to save her face, did he?

To alleviate the awkwardness, Consort Jin immediately called out, "Jingjing, come pour more wine for them."

The palace maid named Jingjing quickly held the wine and approached Feng Yexuan.

It was her first time pouring wine for him, and she almost knocked over the cup; Feng Yexuan didn’t mind.

But why did she seem so nervous every time, as though she couldn’t even hold the wine pot steady?

Feng Yexuan suddenly looked up at her and asked, "Does this Prince intimidate you so much?"

His puzzlement wasn’t about the maid’s fear of him, but rather her abnormal level of terror.

While many ordinary palace maids were also afraid of him, none had ever seemed as terrified as she was!

For some reason, a flicker of doubt crossed his heart.

This palace maid...

"The night Chu Huaiyu fell ill, I confined Lili in Qianyun Pavilion; I heard you accompanied Mother Consort to see her?"

With a clatter, the wine pot in Jingjing’s hand dropped onto the table.

She immediately knelt on the floor, trembling with fear, "Please spare my life, Your Highness! Your Highness, please spare me!"

Consort Jin’s face also changed in an instant; why would Feng Yexuan suddenly bring up that night’s events?

Could it be that the matter wasn’t completely in the past?

A panic surged in Consort Jin’s heart, and she angrily glared at Jingjing, barking, "You worthless thing, why are you kneeling? Quick, tidy things up and get out of my sight!"