Tearing the Prince's Clothes after Withdrawing Marriage
Chapter 273 - 272: Sure enough, can’t bear to take her life

Chapter 273: Chapter 272: Sure enough, can’t bear to take her life

Chu Qianli bit down hard on the back of his hand, biting without reservation.

If her strength hadn’t been so feeble now, that piece of flesh on Feng Yexuan’s hand might not have remained intact.

The taste of blood gradually thickened, filling her mouth.

Eventually, she let go, staring at the wound on his hand, somewhat dazed.

Feng Yexuan, however, was only staring at her face, having never glanced at his own injury.

When her emotions had quieted down slightly, he cupped her face and whispered softly, "Lili, I was wrong. Can we start over again, please?"

Chu Qianli responded with a cold laugh and pushed his hand away.

He did not resist, and as soon as Chu Qianli pushed away from his embrace, she sat at the head of the bed and looked at him with a cold, distant gaze.

Feng Yexuan looked at the blood on the corner of her lips, his blood, adding a stark red to her lips.

He raised his hand, intending to wipe it for her, but was pushed away again.

"Not everything can start over again, Prince. Do you understand?"

"I know, our child..."

"He is my child, not yours! You have no right to be his father!"

Mention of the child immediately stirred Chu Qianli’s emotions.

Her hands clutched the bed sheet below her, her knuckles taut and white, her entire hand turning pale.

Feng Yexuan stayed silent.

He was at fault, all the mistakes were caused by him.

Her heart ached, but his was no less tormented.

Yet, he was accustomed to being cold, and even if his heart were being carved with knives, his handsome face showed little emotion.

"Lili..."

"Don’t call me that!" Chu Qianli angrily said.

He was helpless.

That night, anger, excitement, irrationality had nearly driven him to kill Consort Jin.

Now, with all emotions dissipated, he had calmed down.

At this point, it was useless to continue grieving over the past. What had happened could not be redone.

Regrets were futile; the only choice was to look forward.

"What do you want me to do for you to forgive me?"

"If I wanted you to kill Consort Jin, to avenge my child, would you do it?"

"She is my mother Consort, I cannot commit matricide."

"So, the one thing I ask of you, Prince, is something you cannot do. How then can you speak of forgiveness?"

Chu Qianli scoffed coldly, her laugh full of scorn and disdain.

"Indeed, I cannot kill her, but she does deserve to be punished."

Feng Yexuan looked at her cold profile, speaking softly, "I will request an imperial decree from the Emperor, to announce to the world that Consort Jin is no longer my mother Consort. I will personally send her to the Cold Palace. Would that be acceptable?"

Though Chu Qianli didn’t speak, the fingers clutching the bed sheet involuntarily tensed even more.

Once one enters the Cold Palace, it’s as deep as the sea; without any special circumstances, it’s likely one could never leave.

Moreover, for a consort stripped of her title as the mother of Prince Yexuan!

Without Prince Yexuan’s glory to protect her, Consort Jin is nothing.

Once she enters the Cold Palace, there is no chance of ever coming out again.

For Consort Jin, this punishment is worse than death.

The punishment could be considered the most severe of all!

She couldn’t help but look up at him, "Can you truly bear it?"

"She harmed my child... she deserves it."

The two of them just looked at each other, silent for a long time, neither speaking further.

Even though misunderstandings had been explained, what lay between them were two lives.

How could they come to terms with that so quickly?

After what felt like a long time, Chu Qianli spoke faintly, "I want to see her, I want to see her suffering."

This was indeed Chu Qianli’s style!

Feng Yexuan could even imagine that his own future might not be any better than Consort Jin’s.

But he... deserved it too.

"Alright."

...

Consort Jin was locked in a side room.

At this moment, her clothing was disheveled, urine-soaked garments had dried, leaving behind a fishy stench.

"Let me out! Open the door! Open it quickly! I am Consort Jin, the Emperor’s consort, Prince Yexuan’s birth mother!"

"Quick, let me out, someone! Someone! Someone! I need attendance, someone!"

No one paid her any attention.

Consort Jin looked at the clothes on her body and cried again out of anger.

She didn’t know how many times she had cried tonight.

She had lived for so many years and had never been in such a sorry state.

Even her clothes were dirty.

Even the people serving her were gone!

"Let me out, let me out!"

Finally, there was a slight stir in the courtyard.

Someone saluted from a distance, "Prince!"

The Prince... it was Xuanxuan, Xuanxuan had come!

Consort Jin’s heart immediately tightened upon hearing this.

On one hand, she felt hope had arrived; perhaps her Xuanxuan would take pity on her and let her out.

On the other hand, she inexplicably began to tremble with fear.

She couldn’t forget how her Xuanxuan had almost killed her tonight.

In that moment, there wasn’t a trace of warmth in his eyes, only murderous intent.

It was truly terrifying!

So terrifying that now, upon hearing his name, her heart subconsciously tensed.

The footsteps stopped outside the door.

Consort Jin instinctively moved away from that door and retreated several steps.

The door opened.

The visitor was indeed Feng Yexuan.

Consort Jin was about to approach, but unexpectedly, standing next to Feng Yexuan was that vile woman.

"What are you here for?" Consort Jin immediately backed away, keeping her distance with a look of wariness.

Then, she looked at Feng Yexuan, pleading, "Xuanxuan, everything Mother has done was for your own good! Don’t listen to her, don’t believe a word she says!"

"Mother’s whole heart is only for you!"

But Feng Yexuan remained unmoved, only gazing at Chu Qianli.

His expression was as usual, habitually cold, but even Consort Jin could feel the cautious care and warmth he had for Chu Qianli tonight.

It was a warmth he had never shown to anyone else!

Consort Jin instantly became jealous, "Xuanxuan, don’t think she is as good as you think, it’s all her conspiracy!"

"Don’t believe a word she says, Xuanxuan..."

But Feng Yexuan simply said indifferently, "Strip her of her title, send her to the Cold Palace, it is the greatest punishment for her, don’t... harm her life any further."

"What did you say? Xuanxuan... uh—"

Consort Jin only saw Feng Yexuan casually raise his hand, and it felt as if her acupoints had been sealed.

She staggered back several steps, landing with a thud in a chair.

Wanting to get up, she found herself powerless in that instant.

She couldn’t even crawl.

Chu Qianli said nothing, just coldly watched Consort Jin.

It was only then that Feng Yexuan turned to leave, ordering the door to be closed behind him.

He indeed, still couldn’t bear to have her killed, still cherishing that bit of mother-son affection.

Even if she was a foster mother, she was still a mother at least.

Chu Qianli wore an expressionless face, waiting until Feng Yexuan left and all footsteps had faded away before she stepped towards Consort Jin.

Consort Jin was so frightened she felt her soul might fly away.

"You... don’t come over here! Xuanxuan said, you’re not to harm my life, you’re not allowed to... Chu Qianli, what are you doing? What’s that in your hand? Don’t come over here! You wouldn’t dare! You wouldn’t dare! Help!"