Tearing the Prince's Clothes after Withdrawing Marriage Chapter 1100 - 1099: Do You Really Not Feel Anything at All?

Feng Qihe alighted from the carriage just at the mont before he was infuriated to death.

In order to live a long and healthy life, he quickly distanced himself from this bad woman who always made him feel like vomiting blood.

As soon as he moved away from the carriage, Jinghong hurried over.

"Prince, Prince Yexuan today... his face was green and his nose swollen, it seed like..."

"A green face and a swollen nose?" The rage in Feng Qihe’s belly instantly turned into a question.

In his mory, the lofty and arrogant Feng Yexuan had never shown such an image.

"It’s true, it looked as if he had been punched in the face several tis."

Jinghong was also shocked; having known Prince Yexuan for many years, when had he ever shown such a side?

"Are you certain you saw Prince Yexuan?" Feng Qihe furrowed his brows.

Impossible, in this world, who could punch Prince Yexuan in the face several tis?

Unless, Prince Yexuan didn’t fight back.

Even so, one would need the heartlessness to do it, that face, he had to admit it was fatally handso, how could anyone bear to punch Prince Yexuan’s face?

"Absolutely certain, I witnessed it with my own eyes," Jinghong confird, he definitely had not seen wrong.

"Could it be, was it done by the bad woman?" If it really was Chu Qianli... the residual anger in Feng Qihe’s stomach seed to dissipate in an instant.

If it truly was Chu Qianli who had done it, then he felt at ease.

At most, the bad woman had simply ignored him; at least she hadn’t scolded or hit him.

But she hit Feng Yexuan.

Did this not indicate that she was even more ruthless towards Feng Yexuan than towards him?

Was it really her?

No, it had to be her; it must have been her!

He didn’t want to admit that, in her heart, he could never surpass that guy.

"My mood has improved, have so food brought for , we’re setting off imdiately."

Yes, his mood had indeed improved.

He leaped onto the horse.

Jinghong, bewildered, could only hurriedly have soone bring so pastries for the Prince and then give the order to set off.

The Prince lately has beco increasingly... well, how should one say it? It seems he’s beco sowhat more childish.

Prince Yexuan was beaten, so why was he so delighted? It was of no benefit to him.

Yet he seed as happy as a child.

Feng Qihe rode at the forefront of the troop, while Fu Ning dared to attend to Chu Qianli inside the carriage.

Having gathered so news just earlier, Fu Ning now held so reservations regarding Chu Qianli.

"Prince Qihe is munching on a stead bun on horseback."

Fu Ning looked at Chu Qianli with a hint of resentnt: "He’s done so much for you, yet you didn’t even give him a bite to eat, making him gnaw on a bun while riding. Miss, do you know how cruel your heart is?"

"When did I not give him food? My provisions here were begrudgingly provided by him."

Chu Qianli blinked innocently, still looking blaless.

Fu Ning glared at her: "Everyone knows he was driven off the carriage by you."

"The carriage is his as well, whether to get on or off; that’s his own choice. What can I change?"

"But..."

Fu Ning sighed, knowing she couldn’t argue with her, but she felt sowhat indignant on behalf of Prince Qihe.

"Anyway, I think Prince Qihe treats you very well, better than that... soone."

She didn’t want to ntion Prince Yexuan’s na. She had once liked Prince Yexuan so much, but lately, Prince Yexuan had changed.

Perhaps, everyone had changed.

Anyhow, among the people present, the one who treated Miss the best was Prince Qihe.

On this journey, if it weren’t for Prince Qihe, they didn’t know what they would have done.

"Miss, do you truly have no feelings for Prince Qihe at all?"