Tearing the Prince's Clothes after Withdrawing Marriage Chapter 1087 - 1086: Will You Help Me Take Revenge?

Chu Qianli didn’t know how long she had been sitting on the ground.

Until her body beca sowhat stiff and icy, it was then that she suddenly felt an unusual presence.

She abruptly looked up, took just a glance, and her eyes instantly beca sore and acrid.

"...Uncle Nine."

When had he arrived? How long had he been there? Had he seen her look so helpless and pitiful?

But at this mont, the normally stubborn Chu Qianli had no intention of hiding her emotions.

She just looked at him, her eyes red.

"The ground is cold; your body is already frail enough."

Feng Dingchu bent down and reached out his hand to her, "Stand up. Tornting yourself won’t bring joy to your enemies."

Enemies...

Had she and Feng Yexuan really beco outright enemies?

Uncle Nine might not know what had happened, but even he could tell she had been bullied.

"Uncle Nine."

Chu Qianli placed her hand in his large palm, letting him pull her up.

This hand was warm, holding it felt like a current of warmth was flowing through her entire body.

"Uncle Nine, I’m so cold," she said with a hoarse voice, so raspy it almost stuck in her throat and couldn’t co out.

"I know." So he increased his grip ever so slightly.

Chu Qianli instantly felt the warmth from his palm entering her body grow stronger and warr.

"Who bullied you? Uncle Nine will take revenge for you."

Chu Qianli looked at him, her nose still feeling acidic.

"Even if it was soone from your Imperial Family, will you help ?"

"I will."

"Feng Yexuan."

"Alright."

Chu Qianli was pulled up by him, and the two walked to the window.

She was still sowhat surprised; Uncle Nine... he couldn’t be joking with her?

But when he said "alright," he was very serious, not at all as if he were joking.

"Uncle Nine..."

The window opened, and Chu Qianli felt a tightness around her waist as she was suddenly lifted by him.

The way Uncle Nine took her out was gentlemanly. His large hand rely supported her waist, lifting her to sit on his shoulder.

There was no hugging or embracing, no hint of impropriety.

Although he had been single for so many years, and despite the generation gap between them, he still knew the propriety between n and won.

But he wasn’t so old-fashioned as to be afraid of even touching her.

He was a straightforward and dashing man; though his heart had been dark and lancholic for over a decade, his behavior was nonetheless free and easy.

Like this, Chu Qianli was carried by him, running under the night sky, and they soon arrived at a tent.

A tent...

She widened her eyes, looking up to try and discern Feng Dingchu’s expression.

But as she looked up, a cloak was thrown over her, completely blocking her sight.

When she struggled out from underneath Feng Dingchu’s cloak, she looked down to see Uncle Nine already inside the tent, standing before Feng Yexuan.

Feng Yexuan was reading a book.

The Thunderbolt Grenade that he had snatched from Chu Qianli’s hand had already been given to Leng Ji to be researched.

At this mont, Feng Yexuan had changed into new clothes and was once again that stunning man in dark attire.

Chu Qianli saw it clearly the mont Feng Dingchu arrived—Feng Yexuan’s eyes flickered with a hint of surprise.

Evidently, he too had not expected to see him in this place.

As for why she could see so clearly?

That was because Feng Dingchu had torn a large opening in the tent for her, explicitly so she could watch what was happening below.

Uncle Nine... was he really going to take revenge for her?