Tearing the Prince's Clothes after Withdrawing Marriage
Chapter 588 - 587 The taste, exactly the same!

Chapter 588: Chapter 587 The taste, exactly the same!

Xiaoyao felt like she wanted to die.

What kind of karmic debt had she incurred?

Had she known earlier, she wouldn’t have bothered with this bastard. Why pity him for his sore throat?

His discomfort when speaking, what did it have to do with her?

"What? You’re not going to treat this prince’s throat?" Feng Yexuan raised an eyebrow.

Xiaoyao glared at him.

Never mind treating his throat, not poisoning him was already mercy to her own conscience!

Looking at the tea in front of her, she still felt aggrieved.

"Don’t even think about poisoning this prince. There are skilled masters everywhere here, and if this prince is poisoned to death by you, you will definitely be dragged down to be buried with me."

Feng Yexuan liked to see her deflate, her frustrated little look improving his mood.

"Imagine sleeping next to a corpse, maggots from the corpse crawling onto you..."

"Isn’t it enough that I’m treating your throat, Your Highness? Who curses himself as a dead man?" This damn Prince, unbelievable!

In the end, she still put some medicine into the tea.

Last, the cup of tea was brought before Feng Yexuan.

"It’s a bit bitter, but very helpful for clearing the toxins from your throat."

Feng Yexuan took it, glanced at her, "No poison?"

"I certainly don’t want to encounter any maggots from someone!" Xiaoyao was almost rolling her eyes.

A hint of delighted amusement flickered in Feng Yexuan’s eyes as he lowered his head and took a sip.

But after just one sip, his expression abruptly changed.

The hand holding the cup tightened instantly, nearly crushing it.

"What... are you doing?" Xiaoyao looked at his suddenly changing face, inexplicably uneasy, "I didn’t poison it..."

Feng Yexuan put the cup down, his tall frame standing up abruptly and grabbing her wrist in one swift motion, "Why..."

"What are you doing? I really didn’t poison you!"

Was it because it was too bitter?

Xiaoyao panicked, "I told you earlier it would be bitter, but bitter medicine is good for your throat!"

"Why?" Feng Yexuan didn’t listen, pulling her over and pinning her against the table.

His gaze wasn’t murderous, but it made Xiaoyao feel an innate fear from the bottom of her heart.

"I really didn’t poison it, if you don’t believe me, call the doctor from the Prince Residence to check."

Why had he changed like this? That look in his eyes, as if he wanted to devour her, was truly frightening!

"Your Highness..."

"Why?" Feng Yexuan persisted with the same few words, gazing at Xiaoyao’s face with ragged breathing!

"What ’why’?" Xiaoyao was nearly scared mad.

But it seemed that he didn’t have any hostility toward her.

Still, his demeanor and eyes were terrifying.

"Prince Yexuan, let go of me!"

Feng Yexuan pressed her against the table, his long fingers landing on her face, roughly kneading it.

This face, without a hint of falsehood, was real.

No, she wasn’t!

She was not his dead woman!

But why? Why did the tea she had just given him taste the same as the tea Lili used to make for him back in Longteng Country?

It was exactly the same!

Why was this happening?

"Feng Yexuan!" Xiaoyao was truly angry, pushing hard against his chest.

"If you don’t let go now, I won’t be nice to you anymore!"

Yet Feng Yexuan still didn’t let go, his long fingers kneading her face more firmly.

Xiaoyao, infuriated, sent her palm flying toward his chest.

But she hadn’t anticipated that this mad Prince would neither dodge nor hide, and even when her palm force was about to strike his heart, he retracted his Protective Gang Qi in an instant,

simply because he didn’t want to hurt her.

This damned man...

A thread of blood trickled down the corner of Feng Yexuan’s lips,

falling onto his garment, spreading into a shocking red.

That deep red entered Xiaoyao’s eyes, causing her somewhat blank mind to shake slightly.

Some fragments in her mind began to slowly become clear...