Tearing the Prince's Clothes after Withdrawing Marriage
Chapter 349 - 348 Who Gave You the Courage?

Chapter 349: Chapter 348 Who Gave You the Courage?

Everyone thought that Chu Qianli was heartless and never knew what fear was.

But she knew the truth.

The thing she feared most was living without dignity.

Living as lowly as an ant.

This feeling of utter abjection, only one person could ever evoke it in her.

It was him, Feng Yexuan!

That time Feng Yexuan went to Heifeng Cliff, taking risks to save her, Fu Long once asked her a question.

This man cares about her, can protect her, why doesn’t she want to stay by his side?

Back then, Chu Qianli herself might have been in turmoil, not having thought things through.

She just knew that she couldn’t stay by Feng Yexuan’s side.

So now, she finally understood why she couldn’t be together with Feng Yexuan.

Because when he was cruel, he was truly vicious!

And she, until she could stand as his equal, had no right to stand tall and straight before him!

What was there to be fond of in a relationship that was not equal at all?

Even if she still cared a little about this man, she would never allow herself to stay by his side, begging for his pity.

What she wanted was equality, respect, not his pampering when he was pleased, and discarding her like an old shoe when displeased or treating her like a toy!

"Feng Yexuan! Let me go!"

Chu Qianli started to struggle frantically.

The wrists that were tied quickly began to blister, even showing shallow bloodstains.

The man behind her, however, was indifferent.

"What? You know fear now? Where’s the courage you had when you were confronting me? Who gave you that courage!"

Feng Yexuan’s large palm landed on her waist, his hands gripping her tightly in an instant.

Chu Qianli’s whole body trembled.

This was the feeling, this was the posture!

The most abject, the most degraded posture of her life!

This time, she clenched her teeth, closed her eyes, and finally stopped struggling.

Her calmness caused a flicker of pity to cross the man’s mind.

But he quickly made his heart grow cold again,

"You think by acting this way you can gain even the slightest bit of my pity?"

Chu Qianli opened her eyes, looking into an unnamed corner, her gaze hollow.

"When have you ever had pity for me?" So why beg for it?

It was an impossibility!

A cold look flashed across Feng Yexuan’s eyes.

He said displeasedly, "When I showed you pity, when did you ever treasure it?"

"Heh," she didn’t argue, just gave a faint smile.

Those lusterless eyes slowly closed.

Her words were very light, as if she had completely given up, "Prince Yexuan, your pity is merely alms given to others when you’re in a good mood."

The corners of her eyes felt sour.

Once upon a time, in the richly fragrant Purple Orchid Sea, she had fantasized, perhaps spending a lifetime like this, depending on each other, was also a kind of happiness.

But now, she finally sobered up completely.

"You really don’t understand what emotions are, what love is, your so-called love is too arrogant, too self-centered, you never truly love someone!"

He didn’t understand love!

He didn’t understand love meant risking life and everything for her, even able to give up Jiangshan?

This dead woman, what does she understand?

Feng Yexuan’s long fingers seized her clothes and yanked hard.

Her fair skin was suddenly exposed before his eyes.

But the girl under his grip this time did not tremble and beg for mercy as she did that night.

She did not beg for mercy, she didn’t even have a single reaction.

She simply closed her eyes, quietly waiting.

Waiting for the impending, various possible tortures.

Feng Yexuan grabbed another piece of her garment, and tore it off; her body was now completely exposed.

Yet, upon seeing her face, cold as ice, his fingertips gradually stiffened.

The piece of fabric in his hands, no matter how he tried, he could not rip it off.

The rage slowly subsided.

But the coldness in his eyes did not lessen even a bit.

"Don’t think by playing dead, I will let you go! You had the guts to participate in the selection, you should be prepared; I won’t let you leave so easily!"

He let go of her, giving her disheveled form a cold glance.

"If you think to use me, you’d better see if you have the ability to endure my temper!"

He turned and walked away.

Chu Qianli opened her eyes and glanced at her hands, suddenly feeling uneasy.

She wanted to struggle, but he had not left yet; her hands were just trembling slightly, without any significant movement.

Even though there was an instant when her heart turned to ashes.

But fear was still present.

She did not know why he suddenly showed mercy and spared her, but at least, she did not have to endure his humiliation.

As Feng Yexuan walked out of the room, Feng Wuya immediately greeted him, "Fourth Royal Brother, Ali, she..."

Feng Yexuan glanced at him with a cold eye, "With her clothes in disarray, do you wish to go in and appreciate her body?"

Feng Wuya’s face flushed, and he hastily called out, "Someone!"

Yueyue, who was hiding in a corner, approached the two men with trepidation.

"Go and help the lady change into a new set of clothes."

Yueyue responded, "Yes!"

And immediately went inside.

As Feng Wuya looked back, he saw that Feng Yexuan had already walked away.

He could only wait outside the door, pacing anxiously.

Yueyue was almost scared out of her wits when she entered the room at the sight before her.

Prince Yexuan’s volatile temper... truly frightening.

She hurried over and untied the strip of cloth from Chu Qianli’s wrist.

Seeing the blisters rubbed raw on her wrists, Yueyue felt an aching sympathy, "Miss, let me help you change your clothes and apply some medicine."

"It’s no trouble," Chu Qianli tucked her wrist away and plucked at the tattered garment she was wearing.

Yueyue sniffled and quickly found her a clean set of clothes to change into.

After tidily arranging herself, Chu Qianli stepped out of the bedroom.

"Ali, are you... alright?"

The Fourth Royal Brother said she was disheveled, and Feng Wuya could hardly imagine what had happened between them inside the bedroom.

Chu Qianli looked at him, "Your relationship with Prince Yexuan... it’s good, isn’t it?"

Feng Wuya felt somewhat guilty, "I... cannot lay a hand on the Fourth Royal Brother. If he requires, I would give my life for him."

"I’m not blaming you, so why feel guilty? I’m just rather moved that that bastard actually has a brother who’s so sincere toward him."

Chu Qianli smiled and tucked her slightly disheveled hair behind her ear.

"Actually, the Fourth Royal Brother has always been very good to me; if I were in danger, he would save me, even at the cost of his own life."

The bond between brothers doesn’t need to be spoken aloud, but he was very clear in his heart.

Chu Qianli exhaled, not in rebuke, but really, just marveling.

Such brotherly affection within the Imperial Family is rare.

She had also realized that Prince Yexuan might not have patience for others, but toward Feng Wuya, he was indeed quite gentle.

"Fourth Royal Brother has misunderstood you again."

Feng Wuya looked at her pale complexion, his palms gradually clenching.

Should he explain this matter to the Fourth Royal Brother?