Tearing the Prince's Clothes after Withdrawing Marriage
Chapter 594 - 593: You Are Not Allowed to Hurt My Master

Chapter 594: Chapter 593: You Are Not Allowed to Hurt My Master

Ye Qingying’s heart suddenly trembled, "Why investigate her?"

Chu Qianli narrowed his eyes.

He distinctly sensed that, upon mentioning Xiaoyao, Ye Qingying’s breath seemed off.

Did he know that girl named Xiaoyao?

"Ye Qingying..."

"Is it because Feng Yexuan likes her?" Ye Qingying knew he had made a mistake again, letting her catch onto something.

He could only pretend to know nothing.

Lowering his eyelids, he gave her no chance to see into his thoughts.

Yu Linglong was too complicated, he couldn’t hide much when facing her.

Chu Qianli continued to study his reaction, and after pursing her lips, she spoke, "How could Yexuan possibly like a little girl with yellow hair? Moreover, that girl is extremely ugly."

Ye Qingying remained silent, his face now expressionless.

"I just want to know what her background is, and her relationship with Yexuan..."

Suddenly, Chu Qianli’s gaze darkened.

Ye Qingying’s hand, subconsciously touched the hilt of his sword.

But he merely grasped it before letting go.

He, didn’t want to kill!

Even Chu Qianli could feel that fleeting murderous intent, he truly didn’t intend to kill anymore!

Just for a woman?

What kind of woman could cause such a big change in him? She really wanted to see that person!

"Not good, we’ve been discovered," Chu Qianli panicked.

The approaching person had unfathomable martial arts!

Leaving the Prince Residence, so adept... could it be!

She looked at Ye Qingying, her mind in turmoil.

Feng Yexuan!

Chu Qianli and Ye Qingying exchanged glances.

Chu Qianli said something in lip language, Ye Qingying’s eyes darkened, and with a swish, he drew his long sword, lunging at her with a thrust.

Chu Qianli didn’t dodge or evade, and the Sword Qi brushed past her arm.

With a hiss, the scent of blood wafted through the air.

Chu Qianli sent out a palm strike, Ye Qingying leaped up.

With a thud, the palm wind struck the ground, stirring up a swirl of dead leaves.

The encroaching chill accelerated in an instant.

Ye Qingying’s wrist tensed, the long sword ready to strike at Chu Qianli again.

But this time, before he could execute his move, he felt a powerful palm wind coming straight at him.

Ye Qingying was on guard early, he stepped back to retreat, instantly covering a good distance.

"Lili!" Feng Yexuan landed beside Chu Qianli, seeing blood oozing from her arm, his eyes immediately tinged with killing intent.

"Jian Wuying, just who have you taken money from? I’ll pay you tenfold!"

Jian Wuying, just a killer taking money for jobs, was so persistently after Chu Qianli, it was relentless!

He had once suspected that it was a killer brought back by Yu Linglong.

But Yu Linglong had gone missing in a battle before he managed to return to Yitie City, and she had not been found to this day.

They say someone saw her die from a sword wound. The sandstorms outside Yitie City were fierce, and many of their fallen brothers couldn’t be recovered.

Everyone also believed that Yu Linglong perished in that battle, her body buried beneath the sands.

But now, Jian Wuying had come to trouble Chu Qianli again—if it wasn’t for Yu Linglong’s money, then who could it be?

Jian Wuying looked at Feng Yexuan and Chu Qianli coldly, his indifferent face unchanged.

"I have set my sights on Chu Qianli’s life, Prince Yexuan, you can protect her temporarily, but I want to see if you can protect her for a lifetime!"

"In that case," Feng Yexuan’s eyes filled with intense killing intent in an instant.

"I will eliminate you today!"

His palm below, True Qi condensed in a split second.

Although Ye Qingying was on guard early, he was still shocked by Feng Yexuan’s palm force.

This Inner Strength, I absolutely can’t withstand it!

Just as he thought to flee, the air around him felt as if it was enveloped by a net, offering no escape!

Chu Qianli’s heart also trembled sharply, it was just a short period apart, and Feng Yexuan’s martial arts had improved so dramatically!

Her man, just how amazing could he be?

It seemed endless!

It was truly admirable!

Ye Qingying swung his long sword, Feng Yexuan’s palm tightened.

A great battle was about to erupt.

But at that moment, a hoarse voice broke into the tense atmosphere:

"Master!"

Xiaoyao sprang up, hurling herself forward, using her body to shield Ye Qingying:

"Don’t you dare hurt my master!"