Tearing the Prince's Clothes after Withdrawing Marriage
Chapter 341 - 340: Just Wishing for Someone to Give Him the Motivation to Live On

Chapter 341: Chapter 340: Just Wishing for Someone to Give Him the Motivation to Live On

After a moment of stunned silence, the concubine said, "Are you referring to Miss Long Qianyue from the Duke Residence, the daughter of the Marquess of Dingbei who later married into your family?"

Chu Qianli didn’t know that she had never actually seen a portrait of Long Qianyue.

Grandfather said that Qianyue didn’t like to have her portrait taken, and she was really opposed to the idea.

Therefore, there were no portraits of Long Qianyue in the residence.

She didn’t understand why at first, but later, after she learned of Long Qianyue’s identity, it all made sense.

Long Qianyue’s identity forced her to remain hidden away; probably, it was also very rare for her to leave home.

As for Feng Yexuan being able to receive Long Qianyue’s grace despite such circumstances, that too was a kind of fate.

The concubine didn’t know what she was thinking, just faintly smiling, "Not a Little Miss from the Long family. I have heard of that Little Miss from the Long family, but she never attends imperial banquets, so I have never seen her true face either."

"Then the person in this painting..."

"Is just an old acquaintance of mine."

The concubine let out a soft sigh and walked slowly to the backyard with her.

Surrounded by flowers and plants, the fresh air helped to alleviate some of the anxiety in Chu Qianli’s heart.

Looking at the distant sky, the concubine spoke softly, "An old acquaintance from many years ago, at that time, I was not in Beiming Country."

"Not in Beiming Country?" Chu Qianli’s heart stirred.

If she knew someone other than Long Qianyue, could it be... Long Xiyue?

Could it be that she and my mother were old acquaintances?

"When I was young, I was also a person of Jianghu. It was only after meeting the emperor on his incognito travels that I had Wuya."

Chu Qianli was willing to believe her, because she often dropped the words "this palace."

She really didn’t seem like the kind of empress who quietly schemed for power in the harem.

No wonder there was always a hint of deep and hidden aura in her eyes.

So, she was a person of Jianghu.

"Even after having Wuya, I would still sneak out from time to time to wander the martial world."

The smile at the corner of the concubine’s lips, however, slowly vanished.

"Until one day, when Wuya was a child, he suddenly collapsed with a severe heart pain and suffocation. The Imperial Physician diagnosed him with a heart disease, and from that point on, I remained quietly in the palace to care for my son."

"So, the woman in the painting is a friend from your martial world wandering days?"

"Friend?"

The concubine froze, her thin lips trembling slightly, as if she had something to say.

In the end, she remained silent.

She nodded and then smiled, "I guess you could say that."

"What... what was her name?" Chu Qianli tentatively asked.

But the concubine seemed puzzled, "Why do you care so much about her?"

Chu Qianli didn’t know how to respond and could only come up with a vague excuse, "I just think... that woman is very beautiful..."

However, the concubine suddenly stared at her, examining her even more closely.

"What... is there something on my face?" Chu Qianli regained her composure in an instant, making herself appear calm.

"If Your Highness dislikes talking about the past, I won’t bring it up."

The concubine was still gazing at her face.

Earlier, she had not noticed, but now that she and the woman in the painting had been linked together, suddenly, she saw a resemblance!

Indeed, a resemblance! Why did it seem more apparent upon closer inspection?

The concubine shook her head and looked again, still feeling a similarity.

But time had passed too long; it had been more than a decade, and the face in her memory had long since become blurred.

After a moment of thought, she withdrew her gaze and said quietly, "It’s nothing, Little Lili... you also look very pretty."

But Chu Qianli knew there was something on her mind.

Was the lady in the painting really Long Xiyue?

Could it be that before Consort Yu met Long Xiyue, before she became Long Qianyue, she already knew Long Xiyue?

She isn’t from Beiming Country, could it be that she also came from Longteng Country?

Nevertheless, when Consort Yu was staring at her just now, Chu Qianli immediately understood.

Could it be that she also felt that the woman in the painting bore some resemblance to her?

Indeed, that was the impression Chu Qianli had the first moment she saw the woman in the painting.

She also thought that the woman in the painting looked very much like her!

"Let’s go sit under the pavilion." Consort Yu ordered someone to bring over tea and snacks.

"Here, one won’t feel so constrained, right?" A few lanterns lit up around the pavilion, the lighting not as bright as in a room.

Therefore, one couldn’t see the expressions on each other’s faces as clearly here.

It wouldn’t make one feel pressured.

Chu Qianli’s heart was always hung up on those two lying in the bed; how could she have any leisure or mood to idle away the time chatting with her?

Yet, regarding the matters of Consort Yu and Long Xiyue, she was really dying of curiosity.

Everything related to Long Xiyue, she couldn’t help but care more than she could say.

In both her lifetimes, she never had a mother, and Long Xiyue was at least, as far as she knew, her only mother.

"Your Highness..."

"The snacks are here, Little Lili, come and try some," Consort Yu commanded the palace maids to place the snacks down and then ordered them to leave.

Consort Yu, looking at Chu Qianli, smiled and said, "Why do you still feel uneasy? Is it because I am a poor host?"

"Not at all..."

"Little Lili, what do you think of our Wuya?" Consort Yu suddenly asked.

Chu Qianli was somewhat taken aback and didn’t understand what she meant by asking that question.

Without overthinking, she simply said, "He’s a pretty good person, just a bit too reserved and not willing to interact with others."

Ultimately, Feng Wuya, to some extent, is somewhat antisocial.

However, in ancient times, there was no such term as ’antisocial.’

"But I feel that he isn’t too constrained when he is with you, I’ve even seen that he’s willing to smile at you."

"Perhaps I’m just more suited to be a friend," Chu Qianli didn’t overthink it either.

Even though Consort Yu’s words sounded like she was trying to pair her up with Feng Wuya.

But, not to mention in ancient times, even in modern times, there wouldn’t be any elder who would be willing to let their son have a relationship with the woman of their son’s brother.

In ancient times, this was even more true.

For someone like Feng Wuya who is like an immortal, with an extremely noble status, if Consort Yu were to find him a wife, she would surely look for someone with the topmost qualifications.

Most importantly, she must be pure and chaste.

Chu Qianli wasn’t suitable, nor did she have the qualifications.

Therefore, Chu Qianli didn’t ponder over it any further.

Consort Yu said with a smile, "Wuya has indeed, since he was a child, been reluctant to socialize; he only talks more with just one or two brothers in our family, even when it’s in front of me..."

Consort Yu’s words stopped there, not continuing further.

But Chu Qianli could see the dimness in her eyes.

Were Consort Yu and Feng Wuya not on good terms?

But observing their interactions before, they were all courteous and polite.

Consort Yu smiled again, "Truthfully, our Wuya, he just doesn’t have much to care about, to put it bluntly, he feels life is not worth living..."

"Your Highness..."

"I’m serious. I really do hope someone can make him concerned, to give him the will to keep on living."

Consort Yu suddenly lifted her hand toward her.

Chu Qianli instinctively moved to the side, trying to avoid it.

Consort Yu said with a smile, "Why so careless? Your hair has gotten some pastry on it, don’t move, I’ll pick it out for you."