Tearing the Prince's Clothes after Withdrawing Marriage
Chapter 824 - 823 New Year’s Eve

Chapter 824: Chapter 823 New Year’s Eve

Seeing her like this, Hua Rong was even more certain.

It really was the same dirty child from back then.

After so many years, she had grown somewhat elegant, but her heart was still as poisonous as when she was a child.

She waved her hand, "Annoying to look at, drag her out and feed her to the wolves."

Two women in black immediately came over and began to drag Yu Linglong away.

Yu Linglong was terrified and hurriedly begged for mercy, "Master, spare my life, Master, spare my life, I... I can still do many things, I... I can control Beiming’s top assassin Ye Qingying, I... I have also bewitched Prince, I can still..."

"Hmm?" Hua Rong raised an eyebrow.

The two maidservants immediately stopped, tossing Yu Linglong back to the ground.

"What did you just say?" Hua Rong asked.

"I... I have bewitched Ye Qingying, I can... can control him, he... he is Beiming’s top assassi..."

"I was talking about the Prince."

Yu Linglong’s heart stirred.

Seeing them like this, she thought they were people from the martial arts world, so she first spoke of Ye Qingying.

So, the Master cared more about people from the Imperial Family.

Yu Linglong quickly said, "I have bewitched the Prince, he now has to listen to me too! Master, I can help you!"

"Help me do what?" Hua Rong was unimpressed.

"I... I can control the Prince, Master... I don’t know what relationship you and the Prince have..."

She dared not voice the words "what relationship."

Her voice grew quieter and quieter.

Hua Rong said nothing, seemingly deep in thought.

After a while, she finally said, "Fine, since you can control Feng Qihe, I will spare your life for now."

Yu Linglong hesitated slightly.

Seeing her expression, Hua Rong instantly knew there was a problem, "Hmm?"

Her expression instantly turned profound and inscrutably chilly.

Yu Linglong, frightened, trembled, and the shadow of death enveloped her completely.

In front of this woman, her life was unstable, as if it might vanish at any moment.

For a moment, Yu Linglong suddenly felt very desperate.

In her despair, the only thing that sustained her was her hatred.

She looked at Hua Rong, "I can control Feng Qihe, but Chu Qianli now knows how to counteract the bewitchment. Master, if you really want to control Feng Qihe, you should kill Chu Qianli!"

"You want to use me to kill someone?" Hua Rong’s eyes darkened.

Yu Linglong was so scared she barely dared to breathe, but she still said, "If you... don’t want to kill her, you could just destroy her hands!"

...

Lately, the nights have always been especially long.

It wasn’t yet dawn.

Probably around four in the morning.

The entire sky was a dull gray.

Chu Qianli sat outside the tent, looking up at the sky above.

Not far away, there was a gas stove with a pot on it, boiling water.

Behind her, a man woke up in the tent.

Seeing no one else inside and not even putting on a coat, he immediately ran outside.

Seeing Chu Qianli unharmed and sitting there, Ye Qingying finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"So today is New Year’s Eve."

It was past midnight, and although it was still dark, it was technically a new day.

In the blink of an eye, she had been in this era for half a year.

Tomorrow would be a new year.

Dazed and confused, what had she really done in this half-year?

It seemed there were always endless tasks and unending dangers.

How many days could she truly sit down, drink tea in peace, and quiet?

New Year’s Eve!

Ye Qingying felt a stir of emotion, but his stirred heart quickly settled back down.

New Year’s Eve, to him, was a luxury, never having held any significance.

He was always alone.

Chu Qianli suddenly turned back and looked at him, "On New Year’s Eve, you’re supposed to eat dumplings. Have you ever had them?"