Tearing the Prince's Clothes after Withdrawing Marriage
Chapter 586 - 585 The Dead Woman Before

Chapter 586: Chapter 585 The Dead Woman Before

The dog of a man clearly went out with the Empress today; they seemed to be off to have fun.

But this expression now?

Did the Empress dump him? Why does his face look so sour?

Xiaoyao couldn’t help but mock him in her heart.

With such a terrible temper, it’s no wonder the Empress dumped him.

And that so-called Empress, from what’s been said, has an even worse temper and is malicious, almost beating an innocent maid to death.

She’s simply inhuman.

A dog of a man paired with a venomous Empress, a match made in heaven!

"What’s with that look?" Feng Yexuan stared at her face, holding a cup in his hand.

He slammed the cup down on the table and snorted coldly, "Being a maid, seeing that your master’s cup is empty, don’t you know to come and pour tea?"

Xiaoyao was about to roll her eyes at him.

Who was his maid again?

If it wasn’t for him forcing her to stay here, and the presence of skilled guards at the door, she would have left long ago.

"Don’t want to serve?" Yexuan raised his eyebrows, and his gaze turned icy in an instant.

"How would I dare?" She tugged at the corner of her mouth, a smile so false it could kill.

She walked over and touched the teapot: "The tea’s gone cold; I’ll go warm it up."

"Warm it up right here." On the coffee table, there were tools for making tea.

Her saying she’d "warm it up" probably meant he would wait until he was dead before she came back.

This damn girl was just looking for an excuse to escape from him!

Xiaoyao pursed her lips, not expecting him to see through her little ploy, but she didn’t feel embarrassed, just somewhat helpless.

She had no choice but to go over to the coffee table and fiddle with the stove, preparing his tea.

"This tea has already been brewed once and can no longer be used, shall I replace it?" she asked.

Feng Yexuan didn’t speak, just stared at her profile.

Changing tea leaves, such a trifle, required his attention?

Xiaoyao probably felt his disdainful gaze.

She had already said she had never been a maid and didn’t know how to serve people. Why did he insist on keeping her here?

Even when she was with her master, it was her master who took care of her. Who ever ordered her to do so much work?

But...

Xiaoyao thought for a moment and suddenly remembered something. She glared at him sideways and hesitated.

"If you have something to say, just say it."

"You won’t get mad?"

Yexuan didn’t answer that question.

Whether or not to get mad was his prerogative, none of her business.

Unexpectedly, without his reply, that damn girl just went silent!

Yexuan didn’t understand why he was behaving so foolishly; he seemed, somehow, to enjoy listening to her chatter.

Without her talking, it was so boring!

"I won’t get mad!" After a while, he suddenly said.

"Oh."

Xiaoyao didn’t take it seriously, just kept her focus on the tea and ignored him.

Yexuan’s face instantly turned sour: "Then why aren’t you speaking?"

"Speak about what?" She looked up at him, noting his stern expression, and then she remembered what she’d wanted to say.

Xiaoyao curled her lip with some disdain: "Do you even know how to chat? Taking that long to answer someone, they might have already forgotten what they wanted to say."

So, it was not her fault that she forgot; the problem was his!

A knot formed in Yexuan’s chest.

That damn girl, daring to look at him with disdain, she was so bold!

But... that look was really... so familiar.

It was just like... that dead woman from before...

His mood, for no apparent reason, became somewhat melancholic.

Why did he think of the phrase "that dead woman from before"? Chu Qianli was right here in his Prince Residence, but why couldn’t he find that same feeling from before?

"What’s with you? If you’re going to say something, just say it. Why the sad face, Prince?"

Xiaoyao rolled her eyes at him.

Yexuan was stifling his irritation, about to say he wasn’t angry at all.

But thinking about it, he felt, somehow, that he was being petty and even foolish.

Why was he arguing with a little girl?

What’s come over him these past few days?