Tearing the Prince's Clothes after Withdrawing Marriage Chapter 112: The Heart, As If Missing a Corner

Chu Qianli was helped up, just as she was about to fall to the ground.

The man looked as dispassionate as ever, with not a single ripple in his eyes.

Even his voice was still so cold, "Indeed, a burden!"

But the way he guided her outside was careful and tender.

Even applying a little force seed to worry him that she couldn’t withstand it; the large palm holding her elbow didn’t even dare tighten its fingers.

Chu Qianli turned her head to look at him.

This man was unparalleled in beauty, truly breathtaking.

No wonder so many girls flocked to him like moths to a fla.

It’s just that his temper was not quite as pleasant.

However, after spending more ti with him, one would realize that as long as you don’t challenge his bottom line, he wasn’t completely impossible to get along with.

"So the Prince Residence is this beautiful," she remarked.

Walking on the small path in the back garden with Feng Yexuan, Chu Qianli was, for the first ti, truly appreciating the beauty of the Prince Residence.

Thanks to her injury, she knew she had no chance of leaving for the ti being.

If returning is the option, then settle in peace, and heal first.

Feng Yexuan glanced down at her.

The girl gazed at the lush flowers and plants before her, a softness in her eyes.

This was also the first ti since she had entered that she had dropped all her prickly deanor around him.

So peaceful, compliant, and docile.

He suddenly found that when she stood obediently by his side, she really... truly seed incredibly pitiable.

He wanted to look away, but at this mont found it sowhat difficult to do so.

"There are many beautiful sights in the Prince Residence that you have never seen," he said.

"Really?" Chu Qianli lifted her head, only to see him staring at her the whole ti.

That look...

For so reason, it made her feel oddly warm inside.

Feng Yexuan withdrew his gaze, his attitude still icy, though his actions were gentle, "This prince allows you to take a look!"

Chu Qianli was about to ask, see what?

But before she could speak, she felt a tightening around her waist and found herself suddenly being lifted up lightly.

He swept her away over the treetops, his arms enclosing her.

Where was he taking her?

The wind that swept over them was quite strong, striking her face painfully.

Chu Qianli instinctively shielded her face, not realizing her action would bury it into his chest.

Feng Yexuan felt an intense heat in his heart.

This woman’s docile and delicate appearance... why was it so... enticing!

He almost couldn’t resist stopping and pinning her down...

Perhaps due to the speed, her face really was stinging from the wind.

Feng Yexuan raised his hand, and his large palm ca to rest on her head, pushing her small head into his chest.

After that, he opened his outer robe and wrapped her inside it.

So warm!

Chu Qianli had lived through two lifetis, and this was the first ti that as a vulnerable person, she had been taken under the wing of a man.

The feeling of being protected, once scorned by her, now strangely ward her heart.

The wind had died down without her noticing.

Chu Qianli lifted the man’s robe that covered her head and peeked out from his embrace.

Just one look, and she was dazzled by the sight before her.

"How beautiful!" Fields and fields of lavender!

In this era, how could there be lavender?

She had thought lavender was a thing of the modern world.

"Where did you find all this lavender?"

It was simply miraculous!

She gently pushed him away, stepping out of his embrace. Walking through the lavender with sowhat unsteady steps, she felt light.

A sea of purple.

A sight resplendent!

Feng Yexuan, however, looked down at his own chest.

After she had left, it seed as if it had suddenly lost sothing.

The feeling was unexpectedly uncomfortable.

He wanted to pull her back to him.

It seed only by pulling her back would the missing part be refilled.

Seeing her stagger among the pale purple flowers, her frail body looking as if it might fall with just a gust of wind...

Inside, a wild beast began to stir frenziedly.

If he were to pin her down amidst this purple haze...