Tearing the Prince's Clothes after Withdrawing Marriage
Chapter 422 - 421: My Lord, I Present You a Gift

Chapter 422: Chapter 421: My Lord, I Present You a Gift

Too close! Within three steps!

Feng Yexuan suddenly stopped, and Chu Qianli didn’t react in time, continuing to walk forward.

By the time she realized what was happening, it was already too late.

With a thud, she bumped into his broad back.

She hit her nose!

Instantly, it was both sour and painful, and tears rolled down unintentionally.

"What are you..." But she quickly bit her lip and fell silent.

His face grew stern. Could it be that they were enemies?

Chu Qianli drew her short dagger with a swoosh, standing in front of Feng Yexuan, constantly alert to their surroundings.

In that posture, she appeared determined to protect him at all costs.

Feng Yexuan stared at her slender small frame, the indifference and seriousness in his eyes gradually fading away.

Forgetting everything between them, instead, the distance in his heart lessened a lot.

Although he didn’t remember being kind to her, he also forgot the pain he had once caused her.

Actually, he didn’t know whether this was a good or bad thing for him.

But now, in her heart, there was only Wuya...

Her chest still ached faintly.

But when Chu Qianli turned around in that moment, what she saw was still that cold, aloof man.

Between his brows, there was not a trace of pain.

"Loyal Brother, I didn’t sense anything amiss," she said, somewhat disappointed. Could it be that her sense of alertness had really gotten that bad?

"When did this Prince say there was a problem?" Feng Yexuan said expressionlessly.

Chu Qianli immediately felt annoyed, "If there’s no problem, why did you suddenly stop?"

It made her so nervous!

After finally obtaining Long Xiyue’s Token, she was still very excited up to now.

She really wanted to find an opportunity to discuss this matter with her uncle Long Feifan.

His sudden stop made her heart startle, and it was quite uncomfortable.

Feng Yexuan lowered his gaze at her huffy face and said seriously, "This Prince is hungry."

He turned around, walking in another direction.

"Where are you going?" She needed to return to the Prince Residence!

"Did you not hear what this Prince said?" Feng Yexuan’s pace didn’t slow down.

Chu Qianli didn’t chase after him, muttering, "I heard, Loyal Brother, you’re hungry. There’s plenty of good food at the Prince Residence."

It’s important to hurry back.

He didn’t speak, but continued walking on.

Chu Qianli stomped her foot, huffing, "Then I’m going back first!"

Let him go wherever he likes; it has nothing to do with her.

Better to separate!

If they parted now, it would be the perfect chance to visit the Marquess Residence to discuss with her uncle the next steps to take.

With this thought, Chu Qianli breathed a sigh of relief and turned to walk in the opposite direction.

Unexpectedly, Feng Yexuan’s deep voice came from behind her, "If you step three paces away from this Prince, do you want to be carried again?"

"I don’t..."

He said nothing, his hand lifting.

Chu Qianli only felt a gust of palm wind coming toward her, and as he clawed with force, her body was lightly whisked over to him.

"Prince Yexuan!"

As soon as she spoke, Feng Yexuan’s hand landed on her shoulder.

Chu Qianli’s face turned pale with fright, and she pleaded anxiously, "I won’t run off! Don’t carry me!"

The feeling of pressure on her stomach, making her want to vomit at any moment, was something those who hadn’t experienced it could never understand!

"But I need to go back and see Wuya!" She really wanted to go back to see Feng Wuya.

She needed to make sure Wuya was alright, and only after he had peacefully fallen asleep could she sleep soundly herself.

Feng Yexuan said indifferently, "First... accompany this Prince for a bite to eat."

"You by yourself..."

"This Prince didn’t bring any money!"

"..."

In the end, Chu Qianli, who had been grumbling all the way, still followed him out of the dense forest, entered the bustling market, and found a small noodle shop.

The noble Prince Yexuan actually went to such a small noodle shop that only lesser people frequented, truly a marvel.

But Feng Yexuan said nothing. After sitting down, he ordered a bowl of beef noodles and began to eat quietly.

His appearance seemed somewhat imperious and wild, but... his way of eating was unexpectedly... quite attractive.

His manners weren’t deliberately polished, very casual, yet he exuded a natural aristocratic aura.

Even slurping noodles looked devastatingly handsome...

Chu Qianli didn’t realize she was staring, somewhat dazed.

Had she really known this man before? Had she ever properly admired his looks like she was doing now?

Truly, to be this handsome, he seemed like an Immortal...

"Does this Prince truly look that good?" The man sitting opposite her had just finished his bowl of noodles, pushed it away, and beckoned, "Waiter, another bowl."

Chu Qianli’s face instantly turned hot, and she hurriedly retracted her gaze.

"You seem, to have never looked at this Prince so intently before?" Perhaps he had never known before that a man’s features could actually be "useful."

At least, now they could be used to bewilder this woman.

Chu Qianli glared at him, "Who says you’re handsome? You... Wuya is much more handsome than you!"

Feng Yexuan glanced at her indifferently.

Ignoring her obstinate denial.

If he wasn’t good-looking enough, she wouldn’t have been so entranced while staring at him, nor would her face have turned red when caught.

His mood, finally seemed to brighten a bit.

After the second bowl of noodles arrived, he didn’t say anything more and continued eating.

Chu Qianli also hurriedly bowed her head to eat her noodles, daring not to look up again.

But her heart still couldn’t help thumping wildly.

Goodness! He was really too handsome, almost devilishly so!

Did looking at Loyal Brother so intently count as a betrayal to Wuya?

Chu Qianli felt a bit troubled, she hadn’t intended to gaze at a beautiful man, it was all his fault, every bit of him exuded a soul-stealing allure.

He was really... too handsome...

She hurriedly ate her noodles, striving to gather her thoughts.

She silently decided, from now on, never to be alone with him again.

Her bowl of noodles was finally finished, her mind elsewhere all the while.

Afterward, as she returned, luckily Feng Yexuan didn’t give her any more trouble.

But just as they were nearly at the Prince Residence, he suddenly stopped and turned to look at her.

Chu Qianli immediately put on a defensive expression, "I haven’t moved three steps away from you!"

This guy, he wouldn’t be looking for another excuse to trouble her, would he?

Feng Yexuan looked at her impassively.

Chu Qianli subconsciously stepped back, but still didn’t dare to move beyond three steps away.

He had said that once they returned to the residence, his protection was no longer needed, but weren’t they still a few steps away from entering the Prince Residence?

Once inside, she planned on making a quick exit.

However, he kept staring at her without speaking, what was he implying?

"Loyal Brother?" Chu Qianli frowned, "Do you... have something else to say?"

We’re here now, if there’s nothing else, would it be okay for you to go to sleep early?

Being alone with him, she always felt an immense pressure.

Her heart would often inexplicably start to race, which was really uncomfortable.

Feng Yexuan, after watching her for a while, suddenly presented a box from within his long sleeve, "You treated this Prince to noodles, this Prince will give you a gift."