Tearing the Prince's Clothes after Withdrawing Marriage
Chapter 901 - 900 This silhouette, so familiar

Chapter 901: Chapter 900 This silhouette, so familiar

Feng Qihe had not expected that Chu Qianli would be so heartless.

The Empress came to look for Chu Qianli, which actually involved Feng Qihe’s efforts to bring them together.

He now had his heart set on this woman alone.

But his mother, the Empress, was very resistant to Chu Qianli.

If Chu Qianli could cure the Empress’s illness, perhaps their relationship could still be mended.

"Lili..."

"Sorry, Prince Qihe, you should address me as Your Majesty the Empress," Chu Qianli remained as cold as ice.

The Empress was about to lose her temper again!

She might have been feeling truly awful due to her illness, but she had no intention of tolerating this insolent girl’s attitude.

Feng Qihe hurriedly said, "Alright, Your Majesty, the Empress is indeed feeling unwell, which is why her temper has flared. Since Your Majesty is a doctor..."

"If you can truly cure my illness, I will tell you the secret about Long Xiyue from those years ago."

Chu Qianli looked at her indifferently, her reaction was not as agitated as the Empress had expected.

Too calm.

"Do you think I am lying to you?"

"Recently, too many people have been telling me the so-called secrets of Princess Xiyue; the more people talk, the less valuable their words become," Chu Qianli said with a faint smile.

The Empress huffed coldly and said displeased, "Back then, she sought an audience with the Emperor..."

"Empress, please." Chu Qianli gestured with her hand.

The Empress knew that this stubborn girl was ultimately curious.

She huffed again, stepped forward, and walked into the chamber Chu Qianli had just left.

Chu Qianli glanced at Fu Ning, "Take care of Achu for me..."

"Yes." Fu Ning approached Feng Dingchu and whispered, "His Majesty will be back soon, young master. You may want to sit over there for a while."

But Feng Dingchu remained unresponsive, continuing to stand in the biting cold wind.

He did not leave, nor did he follow.

Feng Qihe was somewhat intrigued by this dark-skinned man.

After Chu Qianli and the Empress went inside, Feng Qihe took a step forward and stared curiously at Feng Dingchu, "May I know who you are?"

Although the man’s complexion wasn’t much to look at, his features were perfect!

Especially those eyes.

The now lightless eyes were so captivating that one couldn’t help but take a second look; how deep and charming they must be when they regain their luster?

When did such a striking man appear by Chu Qianli’s side?

If it weren’t for the complexion being somewhat disagreeably dark, even he himself would feel inferior to that face.

However, aside from the dark complexion on the man’s face and neck, those hands...

Like discovering a new world, Feng Qihe took a quick step forward, "May I ask..."

"Prince, this man is my fellow villager; he has spent too much time in the village and is unfamiliar with the customs of the Imperial Family. Please forgive us!" Fu Ning quickly stepped forward to block Feng Qihe’s approach to Feng Dingchu.

Turning around, she said to Feng Dingchu, "Shall we get on the carriage first, shall we?"

Feng Dingchu did not speak, but he disliked noisy places with too many people.

He turned and walked under a tree to stand, turning his back to them, silent and ignoring everyone. When he stood still and quiet, he resembled a statue.

From the back, his figure was indescribable.

So compelling that it was hard to take one’s eyes off him!

Feng Qihe wanted to probe further, but Fu Ning said indifferently, "Prince, the Empress is having her pulse taken by His Majesty, which might take some time. Perhaps the Prince would like to wait in the pavilion for a moment?"

But was Feng Qihe someone who could be so easily dismissed?

The more Fu Ning obstructed, the more he wanted to know who this man was.

Why did he emanate such an august air that even he felt compelled to look up to?

Did this silhouette seem familiar?

Blurry, distant fragments began to float to the surface of his mind.

This silhouette... it looked so familiar!

Suddenly, he took quick steps towards Feng Dingchu!