Tearing the Prince's Clothes after Withdrawing Marriage
Chapter 304 - 303 Your Highness

Chapter 304: Chapter 303 Your Highness

At this moment, Chu Qianli was actually very nervous.

Very, very nervous.

Despite her intelligence, she had guessed long ago that Long Ye would reveal this secret to her when she was close to death.

That meant the matter was related to her.

But until Long Ye said it himself, she was nervous and uneasy.

The answer was on the verge of revelation, yet she still had to wait.

Long Ye looked at her and suddenly struggled to sit up straight.

He was unable to get out of bed now, so he could only kneel on the bed before her.

Long Feifan, standing by the door, also knelt on one knee.

Both men said in unison, "Greetings, Your Highness!"

With Long Xiyue gone, her daughter was now their Highness of Longteng Country.

From now on, they had a goal to strive for!

Chu Qianli’s palms were clenched tight.

No tears, she could not shed tears.

Because her great-grandmother was the Empress herself.

Because her mother was Long Xiyue.

Because she was the Highness of Longteng Country!

She could not cry!

Even though she was from another world, she had already fused her soul and blood completely with this body.

She finally had her true identity.

She finally had a family that truly meant something to her.

Her home was in Longteng Country!

It took a long time for Chu Qianli to calm down, her hands no longer trembling.

She supported Long Ye, with a hoarse voice, "Grandfather, please get up and sit properly."

"A ruler is a ruler, a subject is a subject, how can this old subject presume to be your grandfather? I cannot bear such honor."

Yet her calling him grandfather still warmed Long Ye’s heart indescribably, moving him deeply.

"Once a grandfather, always a grandfather. Moreover, without you, my mother would not have had a chance to live, and I would not have had the opportunity to come into this world."

Chu Qianli helped him to sit properly, then turned to look at Long Feifan, still kneeling by the door.

"You will always be my uncle. Don’t kneel before me, to you, I’m just your Little Lili."

Long Feifan felt a surge of warmth in his heart and finally stood up.

He was not one for many formalities, a martial artist, accustomed to bluntness.

"Alright, Little Lili is Little Lili, even if Little Lili becomes Her Highness, and even if she becomes the Empress someday, she is still your uncle’s Little Lili."

"Feifan..." Long Ye started to scold.

This son of his, having lost his mother at a young age, never learned any rules properly.

But Chu Qianli liked Long Feifan just as he was.

What were rules, anyway?

If there was affection, what need was there for rules?

Later, Long Ye told her many things about Longteng Country, and Chu Qianli took the opportunity to administer acupuncture and massage to him.

But she knew in her heart that these treatments were merely palliative, not a cure.

A long time later, Long Ye himself grew tired and fell asleep.

Long Feifan escorted Chu Qianli out through the back door.

"I know my father’s condition. Little Lili, you don’t need to be sad. In life and death, there is destiny. When one gets old, one cannot escape this tribulation."

Even though it was his own father, Long Feifan was comforting her instead.

Chu Qianli let out a sigh and said helplessly, "But you must be feeling worse inside, aren’t you, uncle?"

After grandfather passed away, the uncle would be left alone.

Long Feifan tried to offer her a consoling smile, but his heavy heart made it impossible.

"Uncle," Chu Qianli looked at him, very seriously, "Longteng Country is very foreign to me, as is the former Empress and everyone else."

Long Feifan stayed silent, waiting for her to continue.

Chu Qianli added, "But you are my uncle, and with you, I do not feel any sense of unfamiliarity."

Therefore, even if grandfather was gone, they were still family.

Long Feifan’s heart caught, and he nearly choked up.

But he controlled himself.

How could a man of stature easily shed tears?

It’s just that the girl’s words were truly moving.

"We are a family, even without father, at least, I still have you."

He took a deep breath and suddenly remembered something, reaching into his bosom to pull out an object.

"What is this?" The object was handed to Chu Qianli.

She looked down to see, it was a necklace.

But clearly, the focus was on the pendant.

A pendant that seemed to have been forcefully sliced open, cut in half?

The half she held in her hand.

"This was something your mother always wore on her person, before she met with disaster, I don’t know what she was thinking, but she suddenly took off the pendant and gave it to me for safekeeping."

I should have known then, I should have realized that my sister must have sensed the danger.

But at that time, I was young and did not understand the complexities of human relationships.

I didn’t think too much of it.

"Sister gave me the pendant to keep safe, and not long afterward, we received news of her accident..."

A heaviness settled over Chu Qianli’s heart.

What on earth had befallen Long Xiyue that year, that even she felt danger and entrusted her most important possession to Long Feifan for safekeeping?

The less clarity I had about the truth, the more I wanted to uncover it.

Did the Feng Imperial Family of Beiming Country hold all the answers she sought?

Who exactly was it that colluded with Long Tianliu and caused the death of her grandmother back then?

Was it the current emperor of Beiming Country?

"What exactly is this pendant?" The half-pendant looked as though it had something carved inside, a design maybe?

But it was indistinct and unclear, like some sort of incomprehensible scribble.

Long Feifan shook his head: "I’ve studied this pendant for a long time, and it doesn’t seem to be valuable, but your mother always wore it, treasuring it greatly."

Chu Qianli pursed her lips, silent.

It was a while before she hung the necklace around her neck and tucked it beneath her clothes.

From the outside, nothing could be seen.

"I can’t openly send you out." Long Feifan took her to the rear door beside the wall and looked at her.

"Little Lili, would you mind escaping over the wall with your uncle?"

After all, by outward appearances, Chu Huaiyu was Long Qianyue’s daughter.

Since Long Ye had already acknowledged Huaiyu in the imperial court, he had no reason to meet with Chu Qianli in private.

That old fox of an Emperor would be suspicious.

Chu Qianli shook her head: "Uncle, I can go back by myself, my martial skills are not the same as before."

With a leap, she landed effortlessly on top of the wall.

Steady and composed, her movements and poise were nothing like before!

A wave of astonishment washed over Long Feifan.

Finally, he felt at ease.

"Little Lili, be very careful."

"I know, Uncle, you too should be careful. Grandfather..."

Chu Qianli returned to his side and handed him a box of Heart-Safeguarding Pills.

"His organs... what you call the five viscera and six bowels, are already failing, there’s nothing to be done."

A shadow passed through Long Feifan’s eyes: "I know..."

"This Heart-Safeguarding Pill can only prolong life, but..."

She didn’t have the heart to continue, her uncle understood.

Grandfather didn’t have much time left, and nobody could help.

"Uncle, take good care of Grandfather."

Finally, Chu Qianli sprang upwards and flipped over the high wall.

Back at the Duke Residence, just as she thought of catching up on some sleep, unexpectedly, Steward Qing arrived again.