Tearing the Prince's Clothes after Withdrawing Marriage
Chapter 278 - 277 I Just, Lightly Pricked Her

Chapter 278: Chapter 277 I Just, Lightly Pricked Her

Chu Feixue was also stunned.

Since childhood, Chu Qianli had always been a fool, inept at both martial arts and scholarly arts like music, chess, calligraphy, and painting.

In academics, she couldn’t compare to Chu Huaiyu; in martial arts, she couldn’t match Chu Feixue.

But why was that palm strike just now so... formidable?

"Heh, it seems I still need to find someone to spar with to really understand how powerful I have become," Chu Qianli mused.

She moved forward, approaching Chu Feixue.

Chu Feixue had just managed to get up, thinking that it must have been a fluke that allowed Chu Qianli to get the upper hand.

This time, she gathered ample strength in her palm and struck steadily toward Chu Qianli.

Chu Qianli was somewhat worried; Chu Feixue was among the best in martial arts within their younger generation of the Chu family.

So Chu Qianli responded to Chu Feixue’s palm strike with caution.

With a whoosh, she countered with a palm strike using all her might.

"Pfft!" Chu Feixue’s eyes bulged, and she spit out a mouthful of fresh blood.

Her body was flung into the air and, this time, she fell directly into the distant lake.

With a splash, she was nearly knocked unconscious upon impact.

The lake water surrounded her, quickly submerging her completely.

She didn’t even have a chance to cry for help.

Chu Qianli walked to the lake’s edge, watching Chu Feixue slowly sink. Her confusion slowly dissipated.

It was the person who held her hand and transferred inner strength to her just before dawn.

Feng Yexuan.

Chu Qianli could never have dreamed that Feng Yexuan would impart so much Inner Strength to her. How much had it drained his own Spiritual Qi?

But his Inner Strength was too overpowering and domineering. That morning, when she left the house with him, she hadn’t even noticed that he was severely injured.

Was it because of last night’s assassination attempt by the Royal Guards?

Was this Inner Strength given to her for her own protection?

After all, no one could stay by her side 24 hours a day. The only one who could protect her was herself.

Chu Qianli was so absorbed in her thoughts that she didn’t react until Chu Feixue had sunk to the bottom of the lake.

Just as she was about to go to the rescue, a dark gray figure leaped from a distance and splashed into the water.

Chu Feixue was pulled out of the water, coughing up water for a long time.

Afterwards, she hid behind Han Zhan, trembling non-stop, looking at Chu Qianli as if she had seen a ghost.

"Chu Qianli, you’ve gone too far!" Han Zhan could never have imagined that Chu Qianli could be so vicious!

If he hadn’t arrived in time, Chu Feixue would have drowned.

Chu Qianli just gave him a indifferent glance.

She had intended to save Chu Feixue; misunderstandings seem to always fall on her, but she has never cared.

"The instigator is at fault; make sure she controls herself!"

She didn’t have time to play their games.

Chu Qianli lowered her eyes to look at her own hand before turning to leave.

Chu Feixue finally managed to catch her breath.

She immediately clung to Han Zhan, starting to cry, "She’s too scary, too excessive, Han Zhan, you have to stand up for me, you..."

"Was it you who provoked her first?" Han Zhan had a reasonable understanding of Chu Feixue.

Chu Feixue wanted to deny it, but she knew too well that denials wouldn’t work in front of Han Zhan.

Upset, she said, "But she shouldn’t have actually wanted to kill me. I’m her own younger sister!"

Han Zhan remained silent as he helped her to stand.

"If Sixth Miss is alright, I’ll take my leave now."

His duty was to guard the home; he was not obliged to comfort her.

Chu Feixue glared at him, discontentedly saying, "I’m in such a state, and you have no compassion at all?"

Han Zhan didn’t spare her another glance.

Those who flirt first are the cheap ones.

"You might ignore me, but can you ignore Huaiyu?"

Chu Feixue just couldn’t accept it. Why couldn’t he be harsher to Chu Qianli?

Chu Qianli was about to commit murder, and as the leader of the guards of this household, shouldn’t he apprehend Chu Qianli and punish her properly?

His heart was clearly biased towards that bitch, Chu Qianli!

What about Chu Huaiyu then?

Who did Han Zhan really favor, Chu Huaiyu or Chu Qianli?

Han Zhan paused in his steps and turned to give her a glance, "What does it have to do with Huaiyu?"

"Her martial arts have suddenly improved greatly. Do you think she would go and cause trouble for Huaiyu?"

...

Indeed, Chu Qianli had sought out Chu Huaiyu, but not because her martial arts had improved. Rather...

Qianqian’s death was full of suspicions.

The scissors had been plunged in so deep, even the handle had gone in; surely not something a fragile girl could achieve.

What secrets was Chu Huaiyu still hiding?

At that moment, Chu Huaiyu was carefully holding a cup of ginseng tea, preparing to personally deliver it to her grandfather.

When Chu Qianli approached, the abrupt wave of palm force that reached her face caused her complexion to change.

Her fingertips tensed instantly.

Chu Qianli felt a jolt in her heart.

She seemed to sense something!

But just as the power was about to burst forth, Chu Huaiyu let out a shock scream, her feeble body colliding directly with her palm.

Chu Huaiyu was sent flying by the force of her palm and with a splash, fell into the lake.

"Miss!" Xiaoya shouted in alarm.

But Chu Qianli grabbed her and demanded furiously, "That night, how did you kill Qianqian? Speak!"

"It was her, she poisoned her, she wanted to kill the miss, that’s why we fought back!"

"So you’re saying, you were the one who killed her?"

"I... I didn’t do it on purpose! She was the one who pounced at me, I had no choice but to defend myself, I... I only lightly stabbed her, how could I know that she would just die like that?"

Xiaoya struggled desperately and when she saw her mistress still floundering in the water not far away, she panicked.

"Help, help..."

"How could you have simply ’lightly stabbed’ her? She was stabbed to death by you!"

Chu Qianli tightened her grip, and Xiaoya immediately struggled to breathe.

A short blade suddenly appeared in Chu Qianli’s hand, its edge pressing against Xiaoya’s throat.

"Will you tell the truth or not? If not, I’ll kill you with one cut!"

"It’s true, it’s the truth. I just lightly stabbed her, then I accidentally hit the back of my head, and... I passed out. I didn’t know she would die so easily... Ah! Ahhh! I’m not lying, ah!"

Chu Qianli twisted her wrist, and the edge of the blade pressed down on Xiaoya’s neck.

Xiaoya felt a pain in her throat as though blood was trickling down her neck.

She was so scared that her body went limp, nearly fainting.

"Really, it’s true... Ahhh... Don’t kill me, I’m not lying, I didn’t!"

Chu Qianli pressed down again.

"Ah..." Terrified, Xiaoya’s vision went dark, and she fainted on the spot.

Chu Qianli’s long fingers touched her pulse point and lightly pressed down.

The maid had really fainted, she wasn’t faking it.

She tossed Xiaoya aside and turned back to look at Chu Huaiyu, who was still struggling and calling for help on the lake’s surface.

She had been crying for help for so long yet still hadn’t sunk; how tenaciously could one cling to life?

However, just as this thought flickered through her mind, Chu Huaiyu, after another cry of "Help me," finally began to slowly sink.