Tearing the Prince's Clothes after Withdrawing Marriage
Chapter 927 - 926: The Touch of Indifferent Smile at the Lips

Chapter 927: Chapter 926: The Touch of Indifferent Smile at the Lips

When Feng Dingchu entered to see Chu Qianli, she was still wrapped in her blanket, shivering from the cold.

"You, don’t you go seeking... death again, I am now... too weak to stop you... Ah-choo!"

Outside, Mrs. Sun spoke softly, "Young Master, I’ve made a bowl of ginger soup, perhaps... let the young lady have it first?"

Feng Dingchu usually wouldn’t pay attention to the people here, he just occasionally joined the children in playing with fireworks and candies.

But this time, Mrs. Sun’s words seemed to finally get a reaction from him.

He walked to the door and reached out to take the bowl from Mrs. Sun’s hands.

Mrs. Sun was stunned for a long time, not realizing what had happened.

The young master was finally willing to interact with them?

It took her a moment to come back to her senses, and she hurriedly handed him the bowl with a stiff movement, terrified of accidentally brushing against one of his fingers.

Feng Dingchu took the bowl without saying anything, and just quietly walked over to Chu Qianli.

The bowl of ginger soup was presented in front of her.

Chu Qianli sneezed again, before taking the bowl with both hands and gulping it down.

She still felt cold.

She had already taken medicine to prevent a cold, and now with a bowl of ginger soup, although still cold, her stomach seemed to have warmed up somewhat.

After a while, a fine sweat appeared on her forehead, and at last her body stopped trembling.

She let out a long sigh.

Cold, and very tired.

"Achu..."

"I will not seek death," these were the first calm and collected words Feng Dingchu had spoken since he was poisoned in the palace.

Chu Qianli’s heart stirred, her fingertips tensing for a moment: "Do you mind... saying that again?"

"I will not seek death. From now on, I never will."

This time, Feng Dingchu’s voice contained more certainty, though it was still not as gentle and smooth as the warm jade-like tone with a faint smile he had when they first met. But now, it seemed imbued with a trace of tranquility.

Yes, tranquility.

It was that sort, of post-silence harmony.

Chu Qianli was both excited and touched, this man, finally, truly no longer wished to die.

"Why? Do you feel guilty because you’ve gotten me sick?"

Feng Dingchu’s gaze fell upon her eyes, just a glance, before he stood up and walked away.

Chu Qianli was still somewhat anxious, and as soon as she felt less cold, she quickly got out of the blanket.

Casually draping on a robe, she chased after him.

Feng Dingchu stood by the river, the wind was cold, blowing across his body, yet it seemed to exude a warm aura.

He was still wearing the robe she had prepared for him.

The robe was fluffy, it looked, very warm.

Chu Qianli quickened her pace to his back: "Achu..."

"It’s cold here, why did you come out?" Feng Dingchu turned around, giving her a glance.

With a flick of his hand, the robe on his body, promptly fell upon Chu Qianli.

Chu Qianli was about to sneeze again.

Grabbing his robe, she quickly wrapped it tightly around her.

Indeed, it was so warm, it held his body heat.

"I’ve said, I will never seek death again, there’s no need for you to be so anxious."

"How can I not be anxious? You have no idea how terrifying you looked standing atop a pile of corpses, covered in blood."

Chu Qianli was somewhat resentful, those who had seen him like that could not help but be anxious.

At that time, he truly didn’t have an ounce of the living’s aura about him, his whole being was filled with the stench of death.

Yet Feng Dingchu suddenly lifted his lips in a faint smile, "Don’t make a fuss over nothing! How much of me fighting the enemy on the battlefield have you seen?"

Chu Qianli didn’t speak, just stared intently at his lips.

The corners of his lips, that faint hint of a smile, just like that, became etched in her heart.

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