Tearing the Prince's Clothes after Withdrawing Marriage
Chapter 400 - 399: What Do You Call Me?

Chapter 400: Chapter 399: What Do You Call Me?

"Prince, Prince..."

Qin Liuyan knelt on the ground, never daring to raise her head.

She had thought that Prince Yexuan had remained unconscious all this time, yet somehow, tonight he had ordered someone to bring her here.

Ever since Chu Qianli had brought her over last time, revealing that Chu Huaiyu was a Dead Soldier, she had been left in a secluded courtyard within the Prince Residence.

Only today was she allowed to step out of that courtyard for the first time.

But now, facing Feng Yexuan, although he had not spoken, his aura, cold enough to freeze one’s marrow, made her wish she could stay in that courtyard for the rest of her life, rather than come out to face him.

"Your Highness, I don’t know... I don’t know why you have summoned your lowly concubine, what... what is it..."

"You are not Lili’s mother."

This question had remained unaddressed since Chu Huaiyu had suddenly abducted Fu Ning last time.

A shock went through Qin Liuyan.

She knew she couldn’t avoid this forever.

She prostrated herself on the ground, tears of shame and hatred already rolling down her face before she spoke.

"Your Highness, your lowly concubine deserves to die! I am not Miss Lili’s mother, Miss Lili is indeed Long Qianyue’s true daughter."

Feng Yexuan didn’t speak. Though he had guessed as much since the incident with Chu Huaiyu, he still couldn’t help but clench his fists tightly now.

She deserved to die.

And he, was he not also deserving of death?

He had always known that Qin Liuyan likely wasn’t her mother, but he had turned a blind eye because of her rebellion, because she was not compliant enough, because she always wanted to leave him.

Those suspicions that he had clearly found plausible, he still deliberately suppressed.

He didn’t think about it, refused to reflect on it, and like everyone else, concluded it was all her fault!

He just wanted to punish, to punish a woman who wouldn’t listen.

But he had never considered how much damage he was doing by becoming an accomplice in this affair, how deep the wounds were for her.

"So, how many people were involved in this matter?" Feng Yexuan asked expressionlessly.

His words seemed calm.

But whether it was Leng Ji standing beside him or Qin Liuyan kneeling on the ground, both were shivering in fear.

The Prince was so angry he wanted to kill someone.

Yet for some reason, he held back.

Surprisingly, he did not rage.

Qin Liuyan took a deep breath, her voice stuck in her throat, barely able to come out, "Your lowly concubine and Huaiyu... only your lowly concubine and Huaiyu knew."

But that Huaiyu, she wasn’t really Huaiyu; she was an assassin, a Dead Soldier!

Each time she thought of her own daughter’s tragic death, Qin Liuyan was filled with regret and sorrow.

She raised her head to look at Feng Yexuan, and, although afraid, now desolate, she calmed down.

"Your Highness, it is all your lowly concubine’s fault. I just wanted to secure a better future for my daughter."

"But now, I realize she was never my daughter, and your lowly concubine no longer has any hope in this life!"

"Your Highness, please order my execution! It’s unbearable for your lowly concubine to live on."

She wasn’t being melodramatic to sway his decision, but truly did not know what else to hope for in life.

A woman from a mere house of pleasure who had been able to marry into the Duke Residence, though only as a concubine, had never lacked for luxurious clothing or sumptuous food.

Over the years, she had been grateful for this.

It used to be for her daughter’s success, but now, what else was there to expect?

"Your Highness..."

"I won’t kill you,"

Feng Yexuan waved his hand dismissively, "I still need you to vindicate Lili! If you truly wish to atone, reveal the whole truth to the world."

...No sooner had Qin Liuyan been taken away than Chu Qianli returned.

Leng Ji escorted Qin Liuyan out, leaving only Feng Yexuan and Chu Qianli in the room.

"Why are you angry again? Haven’t I told you before that anger will affect the speed of your recovery?"

"I’m not angry," Feng Yexuan said calmly.

"Oh really, not angry? Then why are your eyebrows furrowed like that?"

Chu Qianli walked up to him, initially intending to check his pulse.

But unexpectedly, he stretched out his long arm and pulled her into his embrace.

"Be careful of your injuries!"

Chu Qianli frowned, trying to escape from his hold.

His body was covered in wounds, both internal and external, and any carelessness could cause him to hurt himself.

In such a state, he still wanted to embrace a woman—truly, his lust was insatiable.

"Lili..." Feng Yexuan suddenly murmured, burying his head in the crook of her neck, closing his eyes, and gently inhaling the faint fragrance emanating from her.

This soft murmur, like a dreamy call, stirred something in Chu Qianli’s heart.

A tingling sensation invaded her heart in an instant.

It made her, all of a sudden, feel like she had lost her soul.

This man is truly like poison! Just by softly calling out your name, he can easily make you lose your senses.

Her heart beating wildly, Chu Qianli took a deep breath in secret, trying hard not to let it show that she was feeling flustered and confused.

Damn man, he rarely chatted with her calmly under such intimate circumstances.

In the past, if they were this close... it was mostly during a fight, hurting each other.

"You’re not calling me ’dead woman’ anymore?" she tried to keep her voice steady.

This sweet and intimate atmosphere was really something she was unused to.

It made her heart race, her cheeks burningly hot, and her whole body inexplicably weak...

It was too uncomfortable, even worse than... than fighting!

But Feng Yexuan tonight, clearly didn’t want to fight.

He tightened his arms.

Chu Qianli’s slender body was immediately imprisoned tightly in his embrace.

"Don’t do this..." Chu Qianli felt somewhat panicked, very unaccustomed to this!

Her heart was beating too fast, and she didn’t know what would happen next.

It was the not knowing that made her heart beat even faster, making her breathing start to become uneven.

"What exactly do you want to say?" She gently pushed, but didn’t dare to use too much force.

He was unbending and difficult to deal with during the daytime, and now... well, now he was even more difficult to deal with.

Now, she really didn’t know how to interact with him.

"Feng Yexuan, let go of me first." But as she spoke, she realized that her voice was sweet and soft, not at all indicative of a refusal.

Feng Yexuan chuckled softly.

He didn’t expect that the ’dead woman’ who always opposed him during the day and seemed cold-hearted would also have moments of shyness.

And when shy, she was... quite adorable.

"I feel uncomfortable; holding you, I feel warmer," he said hoarsely.

"Are you cold?" It was indeed a bit chilly tonight; she quickly said, "Lie down, and I will cover you with a blanket."

"Lie down?"

Feng Yexuan’s gaze fixed on her, his thin lips curving slightly: "Alright."

Just when Chu Qianli was about to sigh with relief, unexpectedly, he brought her down with him as he lay back.

"Prince..."

"What are you calling me?"

In her panic, Chu Qianli looked up only to find that he was already looking down at her.

Accidentally, her forehead collided with his lips.

That kiss was stamped upon her, and instantly, her whole body was ablaze.

"You..."

"What are you calling me?" Feng Yexuan insisted on clarity, tightening his arms and pulling her into his embrace, his voice deep and husky: "Hm?"