Tearing the Prince's Clothes after Withdrawing Marriage
Chapter 634 - 633: What Are the Consequences of Not Going with Him?

Chapter 634: Chapter 633: What Are the Consequences of Not Going with Him?

Xiaoyao had just come out from the medicine storehouse.

Despite the enormity of the storehouse, it surprisingly lacked the medicinal primer she was looking for.

After searching around, she became increasingly convinced that much of the knowledge she possessed absolutely did not exist in this era.

The Prince Residence’s medicine storehouse essentially had every kind of medicine, but those known as western medicines in her mind were nowhere to be found here.

If they weren’t from this era, then to which era did they belong?

Why did she know so much? And from which era was she?

Xiaoyao’s hand involuntarily landed on her wrist.

On this wrist, there was a piece of jewellery broad enough to keep the patterns on her wrist firmly covered.

And now, as her slender fingers touched her wrist, what she felt was the space within the pattern.

Western medicine... Indeed, her space truly contained what was called western medicine.

It was a lot of medicines, all preserved in very special packaging boxes.

However, none of them were suitable for her use.

Besides, within that space, there was some kind of System? She didn’t know how to use it.

It seemed like she could search for many things inside, but she just didn’t know how to get those things in hand.

Did she need to buy them?

How could she buy?

A spark of enlightenment suddenly flashed through Xiaoyao’s mind.

It seemed as though she was about to remember something.

But unexpectedly, deep within her line of sight, a figure suddenly barged in.

In just that instant, all the flashes of enlightenment in her mind completely vanished.

Feng Yexuan?

He was leaning against the tree, his posture so casual that he didn’t resemble a noble Prince at all.

On the contrary, he looked more like a carefree swordsman roaming the mundane world.

But not quite, more like a rakish young master, his posture too casual, too lacking in pride.

Yet, why did he look so... irresistibly charming?

A handsome man can do no wrong, and a handsome man’s stance is always captivating.

However, Xiaoyao decided to pretend she hadn’t seen him.

Hopefully, he was just standing here to cool down... although by this time of night, the air could already be described as chilly.

Xiaoyao, with her head lowered, planned to walk past Yexuan, not too far from where he stood. But before she could pass by, she felt those scorching gazes locking tightly onto her.

Both cold and hot, she didn’t know what to make of it, but it made her scalp tingle repeatedly.

Extremely uncomfortable.

Xiaoyao hurriedly quickened her pace.

Only a few steps remained.

After those few steps, she could walk past him, and after that, they needn’t be concerned with each other anymore.

Don’t call out to her, don’t stop her, just pretend she’s invisible.

Amitabha!

But obviously, her wish was luxurious.

Just as she was about to walk past Yexuan, she heard the man’s deep voice rise:

"Do you want this Prince to carry you back and then have a proper conversation with you?"

That voice was cold and piercing, not at all joking.

Xiaoyao stiffened all over and finally turned around, giving him a smile, "Prince, your throat seems to have recovered."

Feng Yexuan paid no attention to these words, his cold gaze still fixed on her face.

The completely charmless face, just as Chu Qianli had said, was rather hideously ugly.

But nevertheless, no matter how much he looked at it, he never tired of it.

"Follow this Prince," he said, then turned and walked away.

Xiaoyao, however, remained standing in place, watching his slowly receding figure, not very keen to step forward and follow.

Would it be okay not to go? She didn’t want to have any entanglement with this despicable man at all.

Once she found the medicinal primer and cured Fu Ning, she would leave.

Why bother getting entangled?

What would happen if she didn’t follow him? Should she try and see if it was okay?

Xiaoyao, careful and cautious, waited until Yexuan was a bit far away, then took small steps, slowly, toward the opposite direction.