Tearing the Prince's Clothes after Withdrawing Marriage
Chapter 429 - 428: Step Out, Strip One Piece Off

Chapter 429: Chapter 428: Step Out, Strip One Piece Off

"Prince, Your Highness!" Fu Ning was startled and hurriedly bowed deeply.

"Cough!" Chu Qianli almost sprayed her tea all over Fu Ning.

She quickly set down her cup and wiped the corner of her mouth, glaring at the figure entering from the doorway.

She wanted to curse, thought about it, but then felt she had no right to do so.

She could only continue glaring at him, her heart filled with reluctance.

Eavesdropping like that, truly lacking in manners!

However, this was Prince Yexuan’s residence, and every place here belonged to him.

He could go wherever he wished; it couldn’t really be considered intentional eavesdropping.

"Your Highness, are you looking for me for something?" Chu Qianli suppressed her emotions and managed to squeeze out a feigned smile.

Feng Yexuan stared at the smile at the corner of her lips.

That smile again!

Whether she was facing Feng Wuya, or Fu Ning and Fu Long, even Long Ziyue and the others, this damn woman could always manage a sincere smile.

Only toward him would she always smile so falsely.

He didn’t know what he was angry about, when in fact, he should have been used to it by now, right?

Feng Yexuan waved his hand dismissively.

Fu Ning turned to look and then carefully bowed again, saying, "I... I’ll take my leave now, Miss. You... take care of yourself."

With that, she scurried away.

Even closing the door behind her?

Chu Qianli’s brows immediately furrowed, that damn girl, her heart really wasn’t in the right place, always trying to push her together with the man before her.

Simply dreadful!

But on her face remained an undisturbed expression as she asked again, "Your Highness, it’s quite late, do you need something from me?"

"Tomorrow, I will be setting off for Yitie City," Feng Yexuan said as he took a seat to one side.

The spot wasn’t very close to her, but it certainly wasn’t far.

It was that kind of distance where, if she thought of escaping, he could definitely reach out and bring her back through the air with a flick of his wrist.

Still, Chu Qianli couldn’t help but frown.

Why did she keep thinking about escaping? Was he that terrifying?

"Then, I wish Your Highness a victorious campaign and an early triumphant return," she said with a forced smile that didn’t reach her eyes.

Feng Yexuan leaned back in the chair, no longer looking at her but picking up a cup and taking a sip.

Chu Qianli was taken aback, "Your Highness, that’s my cup!"

He slowed his drinking motion and looked down at the cup.

There was nothing on the cup, as she wasn’t accustomed to using lipstick, so naturally, the cup was spotlessly clean.

Yet he seemed to see a faint lip print on the rim of the cup, as if it were hers.

His fingertips tensed slightly, and he lowered his head to take another drink.

Chu Qianli didn’t know what she was thinking; why did it seem like he was enveloping her lips when he took a sip from the cup?

This strange thought fluttered into her mind, leaving her instantly uncomfortable.

Her face burned, and something stirred within her chest.

Even her heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

She noticed that the man’s thin lips, the color of roses, so tender and pleasing, were actually... so attractive.

She really wanted to... bite them.

A thought crossed Chu Qianli’s mind, and she was nearly frightened out of her wits by this impulse that had sprung up out of nowhere!

No, no, no! She liked Wuya; how could she have such an impulse toward Prince Yexuan?

It was utterly absurd!

"Your Highness..."

"What did you call me?" Feng Yexuan raised an eyebrow, a hint of displeasure flashing in his eyes.

"Prince..." Seeing his displeased expression, Chu Qianli bit her lip, then corrected herself, "Loyal Brother, Your Highness."

Even more displeased now!

But how else was she supposed to address him? She surely couldn’t use his given name!

Calling by name, it feels weird, is it an acknowledgment of some unclear and indescribable relationship?

Absolutely not.

All Chu Qianli could do was take a deep breath and resolutely call out, "Fourth Loyal Brother!"

It was also a reminder to him, and even to herself, that the one she liked was Wuya, and that from here on out, she was to stay with Wuya for the rest of her life!

Otherwise, she would live with a guilty conscience forever!

Chu Qianli stood up, deciding not to provoke this deity any further, and whispered softly, "Fourth Loyal Brother, it’s getting late, and that... a man and a woman alone together in the dead of night, it doesn’t sound very good if word gets out. Perhaps Fourth Loyal Brother should also turn in early..."

He suddenly stood up.

Chu Qianli instinctively took half a step back.

But then she sighed with relief at the thought that this person was finally willing to go back.

What she never expected was that after Feng Yexuan stood up, instead of leaving, he walked towards the only large bed in her room?

"Fourth Loyal Brother?" What does this mean?

"I’ve heard your massage skills are quite impressive?" The man didn’t even look back as he walked straight to the bed, sat down, and then finally turned to look at her.

"Uh?" Do I? Who said that?

"Come over." He flicked his sleeve and actually lay down on her bed. "Let’s see how well you can massage the Prince."

"Fourth Loyal Brother, this is inappropriate!" She belonged to Wuya, she was his sister!

Feng Yexuan closed his eyes, not even fluttering his eyelids. "It seems you’re quite fond of reminiscing about the times when this Prince ripped your clothes and held you down."

"You?" Bastard! What does this mean? Is he threatening her?

But, clothes ripped and held down? Had that ever happened?

Her face turned as red as a ripe apple.

Not sure if she was feeling shy or angry.

Definitely angry!

Furious!

"Prince..."

"Come and serve, and let’s not have this Prince repeat the same command a third time." This time, his tone was decidedly heavier.

But Chu Qianli was not one to compromise easily.

Keeping a calm face, her feet were already quietly sliding towards the door.

The man’s habitually ice-cold voice echoed again: "Step one foot out, and I’ll remove one piece of your clothing, take two steps, and it’s two pieces. If you don’t believe me, you can try it."

Chu Qianli was so angry she was grinding her teeth, so infuriated she could kill him with her bare hands!

Yet her feet felt as heavy as a thousand pounds, and she truly didn’t dare take even half a step more towards the door.

But she didn’t want to go over to him either.

Being threatened like this, she was filled with rage!

Feng Yexuan, from beginning to end, hadn’t opened his eyes for a moment.

He lay on the bed, eyes closed, looking quite serene.

But if you looked closely at his brows, you could see a strong sense of weariness.

"I haven’t slept for five days," he suddenly said, his voice a bit hoarse.

Five days!

Chu Qianli was taken aback.

Thinking carefully, that was since the day he heard about his grandfather’s death until today.

He... hadn’t slept at all?

Five days and nights, how could anyone withstand that? He’s not made of iron; after all, he has the body of a flesh and blood human!

For some reason, she felt a wave of compassion, and her legs disobediently carried her to the bedside.

Looking at his eyelids again, they indeed showed deep signs of exhaustion, even dark circles were visible.

She hadn’t noticed earlier at the entrance of Wuzhou Garden.

"Fourth Loyal Brother, then I... will massage you for a while, and you should go back to sleep afterward," she said.

He was leaving for battle tomorrow, and thinking about it made her feelings oddly complicated.

She gently sat on the bed, and her fingers finally rested on his shoulders.