Tearing the Prince's Clothes after Withdrawing Marriage
Chapter 433 - 432 Her Real Identity

Chapter 433: Chapter 432 Her Real Identity

Chu Qianli’s heart jolted.

Her slender body stiffened slightly.

She wanted to look back, fearing she might have heard wrong.

Parting today, truly, there was some reluctance.

Although she still couldn’t remember what exactly had happened between them, she at least wanted to address him as the Fourth Prince...

"What? Not willing to give this Prince even a small item?" The man’s voice sounded somewhat indifferent.

But if one listened more carefully, there was clearly also a hint of anticipation.

Chu Qianli finally turned around, looking at him: "Would the Fourth Prince also fancy my possessions?"

"That depends on whether it’s something this Prince likes," his gaze was habitually cold.

But at this moment, it gradually warmed.

Chu Qianli bit her lip and slowly stepped back to him.

"That what’s-it-called watch, I have one for farewell," he said.

He has one?

Chu Qianli was taken aback.

Could it really be something she had given him?

But then again, besides her, who else could present such a thing?

It seemed it really was a gift from her in the past.

Their past...

Chu Qianli lowered her eyes, not wanting to think too much, and reached into her pocket. She pulled out something and presented it to him.

"Fourth Prince, this is for you."

It looked as if she had taken it out of her pocket, but in fact, both she and he knew that it came from her Universe Chain.

"How do you use it?" Feng Yexuan took it and studied it carefully.

"I made this myself."

She didn’t want to admit that she had been fussing with this thing all the way here.

"This multi-purpose bag just hangs on your waist, very convenient."

"This is a lighter, you use it like this."

She demonstrated for him, and with a click, there was fire.

"This is a nutrient essence, just a drop dissolved in water can replenish a whole day’s energy. The amount here is enough for you to go half a month without food and not feel hungry."

"This is a Heart-Protecting Pill that I formulated myself. Jinrui also has one. If it really comes to a desperate situation, taking it can consolidate your Spiritual Qi for a short time."

"This is a Swiss Army knife. Keep it hidden when not in use, but if you want to use it, just press, and it will come out."

"And this..."

"Enchantress, I want a Swiss Army knife too!" Feng Jinrui immediately called out.

Feng Yexuan glanced at him.

His look was indifferent, but his killing intent was incredibly heavy!

The damn woman was giving him something, what was this guy shouting about?

Feng Jinrui shrank his neck, looking pitifully at Chu Qianli: Enchantress, I want one too.

Chu Qianli, having no choice, casually bought a Swiss Army knife on Taobao and handed it to him: "Here you go."

"Thank you so much!" Feng Jinrui took it and immediately started happily snapping it open and closed again and again.

The more he played with it, the more he couldn’t put it down!

Feng Yexuan hung the multi-purpose bag on his waist, surprised that despite so many items, it was still very light.

Hung on his waist, it did not hinder his movements at all.

"Won’t you say ’thank you’ to me?" Chu Qianli said softly.

Feng Yexuan just snorted, "Between you and me, what need is there for thanks?"

Leng Ji came over and whispered a few words.

Feng Yexuan’s expression turned serious, and his gaze fell on Chu Qianli: "This Prince is about to depart, take care of yourself."

She did not speak, standing next to Feng Wuya, watching as he leaped onto his horse and then, spurring the horse, returned to the troop.

Feng Jinrui also returned to horseback and, having urged Chu Qianli to take good care of the Fifth Prince, immediately followed closely beside Feng Yexuan.

The procession was about to set out.

Inside and outside the city, all were the people seeing off Prince Yexuan as he departed for battle.

Whispering and clamoring, the atmosphere was extraordinarily lively.

Yet as that figure walked further and further away, Chu Qianli suddenly felt an indescribable desolation and loneliness in her heart.

"Don’t be sad; we’ll meet again soon," Feng Wuya said softly.

"I’m not... sad." She lowered her eyelids, composed herself, and then turned to look at him, "Let’s also go back and pack our things, we’ll be setting off tomorrow."

Everyone was so busy, who had time to be sad?

After getting into the carriage, the gloom in Chu Qianli’s eyes still hadn’t dispersed.

Feng Wuya laughed and said, "If you were so reluctant to part, why didn’t you talk more with the Fourth Prince just now?"

"Reluctant? Me?" Chu Qianli glared at him, annoyed, "Wuya, I’ve told you, I only like you. Don’t bring it up again..."

"Do you truly like me, or do you just feel guilty and force yourself to be with me no matter what?"

"I’m not..."

"Think carefully before you answer my question."

Feng Wuya pulled back the curtain, gazing out at the scenery.

His eyes were gentle, his expression serene, and he always exuded a faint detachment.

"Ali, what we have is not a love between a man and a woman. Moreover, I’ve always seen you as a sister."

Chu Qianli furrowed her brows and glared at him without speaking.

Seeing her expression, Feng Wuya’s smile deepened: "You see, when I say I think of you as a sister, you’re not upset, are you?"

"Why should I be upset?" But as soon as she finished speaking, even Chu Qianli herself was taken aback.

Right, if she truly liked Wuya, wouldn’t it mean she was heartbroken when he said he only thought of her as a sister?

Why wasn’t she sad?

The only reason she wasn’t sad was that she also saw Wuya as nothing more than a brother.

Her feelings for him were not those of a man and woman.

"No, that won’t do; I’ve said that I’ll protect you all my life!"

How could she feel this way?

She was supposed to like Wuya!

Feng Wuya continued to smile softly, his laughter like a breeze in spring, which gradually eased the irritability in Chu Qianli’s heart.

"Don’t force yourself to like me; that’s just a wish imposed on you by the empress dowager, like a spell."

"Ali, who you like should be felt with your own heart."

Chu Qianli couldn’t remember what else she might have thought about on the way back, only one phrase from Feng Wuya stuck in her mind:

"Liking someone is voluntary, not a matter of should or should not."

To like is to do so willingly.

And there is no supposed should or should not.

But Wuya had turned grey overnight for her, his life hanging by a thread. Regardless of whether she liked him or not, she had to stay loyal to Wuya.

She couldn’t be indecisive...

...

That day, Chu Qianli was somewhat absent-minded, even while packing her belongings, she kept drifting off in thought.

Fu Ning joked that her body was in Cao’s camp but her heart was with the Han, but she didn’t have the heart to argue.

In her mind, that figure lingered and surfaced repeatedly.

And then there was Feng Yexuan’s words: "Between you and me, why need we speak of thanks?"

Had their relationship really been that good once?

Later into the night, Long Feifan arrived, and Chu Qianli finally managed to gather her scattered thoughts.

"The true identity of Consort Yu?"

At this, Chu Qianli immediately tensed up, "Who exactly was Consort Yu before she entered the palace, and what is her relationship with Long Xiyue?"

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