Tearing the Prince's Clothes after Withdrawing Marriage
Chapter 282 - 281: Is this considered retribution?

Chapter 282: Chapter 281: Is this considered retribution?

Chu Huaiyu realized that she had lost control.

Right now, she could not accept anyone saying anything good about Chu Qianli!

Even if it was just a compliment about her looks!

Chu Huaiyu turned around, instantly regaining her composure.

"It’s okay, I was just saying...she looks... well, she doesn’t seem like someone who would poison anyone, but if grandfather doesn’t... wake up tonight—"

She looked out the window, and a sinister smile flickered across her eyes.

"If grandfather doesn’t wake up tonight, or if he really passes away, then Chu Qianli’s charge of poisoning the Duke will be utterly indisputable."

If the Duke does not wake up, then... Chu Qianli will never be able to clear her name.

Is that so?

Qin Liuyan fell into deep thought for a moment.

When she snapped back to reality, she looked up to find Chu Huaiyu staring at her.

That gaze held an unexplainable, chilly breath that was frighteningly intimidating.

Subconsciously, Qin Liuyan took a half step back: "Huaiyu..."

"Mother, what are you thinking about?" The coldness in Chu Huaiyu’s eyes was fleeting.

Before Qin Liuyan, she was once again the gentle and courteous daughter, very soft and tender.

That one word "mother" made Qin Liuyan’s nose tingle, and she nearly burst into tears.

"You finally... called me ’mother’ again."

She had thought that after her daughter gained a noble status, she would no longer wish to acknowledge her humble mother.

"What are you thinking, Mother? You are my mother!"

Chu Huaiyu went over, took her hand, and her smile and voice were very gentle, exceedingly tender.

"You suffered all sorts of grievances for my future, and I know it in my heart. Sadly, I have let you down. As long as Chu Qianli is around, I will never have my day to shine."

Chu Huaiyu sighed lightly, seemingly without much resentment, just a sense of desolation and despair in her heart.

"I really can’t compete with her. As long as she’s here, I’ll never be able to marry Prince Yexuan."

"How could you not compare to her? You are a thousand times better than her! She just has more schemes than you, that’s all!"

Qin Liuyan’s hands clenched slowly.

She would not let Chu Qianli ruin her daughter’s future!

For her daughter, she must slay gods if she encounters them, slay ghosts if she encounters them!

Chu Qianli must never have a chance to turn things around!

...

Chu Qianli was locked in her own bedroom.

The day was gradually turning dark.

Han Zhan said nothing and left after locking her up.

Before long, her evening meal was delivered.

After quickly eating a bit, she lay on the bed, waiting.

Waiting for the night to grow darker...

But to her surprise, the person who arrived wasn’t the man who had left the city that day.

He was disheveled, and though he had changed into a fresh set of clothes, a strong scent of blood lingered on him.

He entered like a gust of wind.

Before Chu Qianli could get up from the bed, he forcefully pushed her back down.

She opened her mouth to speak, but he silenced her words before they could be voiced.

Furious, Chu Qianli struggled wildly, but he pinned her hands back down.

His frenzied kissing completely sealed her off, leaving no room for retreat.

Even breathing began to get difficult.

The thin air in her chest made her head swim and she nearly lost consciousness.

It almost felt like dying and coming back to life, and as soon as she could breathe again, Chu Qianli gasped for air.

"What are you... doing?" Her voice was hoarse from lack of oxygen.

She tried to rise, but her hands were still under his control, firmly locked above her head.

"Yexuan, let me go!"

This despicable man! He would never learn respect! The interactions between the two were always dominated by him!

Is it always going to be what he wants, how he wants it?

Outrageous!

Yexuan looked down at her as he too was slightly gasping for breath.

His breathing was a complete mess.

"Didn’t I grant you quite a bit of power? Why did you easily let yourself be locked up again? Don’t you know how to fight back?"

"You think Han Zhan is that easy to deal with?" Chu Qianli snorted coldly.

She still wanted to struggle, but she could never free herself from his grip.

Yexuan looked down at her body, which, with her struggles, appeared small yet voluptuous as it undulated.

A wicked gleam flashed across the depths of his eyes, and suddenly, his large hand descended, gripping firmly.

"Ah!" Chu Qianli was furious! This bastard! "Don’t touch me!"

"If you behave, I won’t make things difficult for you."

But the feeling was so good that he really didn’t want to let go.

Not making things difficult for her meant making things difficult for himself.

"Did the people from the Duke Residence bully you again?" he asked.

"It’s none of your business!" Chu Qianli glared at him, full of frustration.

Someday, when her martial arts surpassed his, she would definitely pin him down and let him taste what it felt like to be oppressed!

But why think about pinning him down...

Chu Qianli suspected her brain had gone silly, thinking such nonsensical things!

"Do you need me to step in and resolve this?"

Yexuan leaned in and suddenly pressed his waist onto her with force: "You do know you have a strong backer, right?"

Chu Qianli almost cursed out loud.

Her face turned completely red.

Strong backer... indeed, quite strong! Yexuan, the son the Emperor esteemed the most!

How could he not be powerful?

But this bastard, in his current posture, with his body... clearly conveyed a different kind of message.

Shameless!

"I don’t need your help." She turned her face away, the flush on her face not subsiding but instead growing more intense.

Her little face, burning hot.

Yexuan wanted to say something, but suddenly couldn’t help it and coughed lightly.

A thick scent of blood!

"Are you hurt?" Chu Qianli’s brow furrowed, focusing on his face.

His complexion did seem somewhat pale.

Subconsciously, she wanted to take his pulse to examine him but it was just out of a doctor’s instinct; she had no intention of caring for this bastard.

Yexuan smiled faintly, his gaze locking onto her bright eyes: "Are you so worried about me?"

"Prince, I’d advise you not to flatter yourself," she snorted coldly.

Concerned about him? She stopped doing that eight hundred years ago.

Yexuan coughed again, his breathing seeming a bit erratic.

Eventually, he released her and walked away from the bedside to stand by the window.

"I’m leaving," he said.

"Don’t expect me to see you off." There was truly no hint of wanting to keep him.

Even he could see, this damned woman harbored not the slightest bit of attachment towards him.

He brought this upon himself, there’s no living with the consequences.

In the past, maybe she had a sliver of affection for him, but now, with Qianqian gone, with the child gone,

That little bit of affection had long since vanished into thin air.

Was it karma? In the end, he failed to protect his wife and child...

"I will come back to see you once everything is settled."

He didn’t say what he was going to do, just looked rather hurried, as if indeed there was something important he was dealing with.

Chu Qianli thought he was truly leaving.

But unexpectedly, just as she sat up from the bed, that tall figure flickered and returned to her side.

His thin lips suddenly sealed hers.

Once again, she lost the ability to breathe...