Tearing the Prince's Clothes after Withdrawing Marriage Chapter 117: It’s Not an Exaggeration to Say She’s a Nation-

Chu Qianli was not blind to Qing Ming’s hostility.

Different paths do not lead to shared plans, and there was nothing more to say.

"I need to go back and change my clothes first," she tugged at Feng Yexuan’s sleeve.

Qing Ming’s anger flared up instantly, "Princess, they have been kneeling for nearly two hours! It’s all because they offended you!"

Those young ladies were kneeling to the point of fainting at any mont, yet she still wanted to go back and change her clothes, delaying the ti?

This woman, she’s truly too malicious!

Chu Qianli didn’t even give him a glance, "What a joke, what does their kneeling or not kneeling have to do with ?"

"You..."

A cold gaze swept over.

Qing Ming imdiately shut his mouth, not daring to make another mistake!

The Prince had indeed been thoroughly bewitched by the Princess by now!

Where had his principles gone?

Feng Yexuan escorted Chu Qianli back to her bedroom.

"Princess..." Qianqian beca uneasy seeing Chu Qianli return in disheveled clothes wrapped in a man’s robe.

But, noticing that it was the Prince who personally escorted her back, Qianqian seed to think of sothing.

Could it be... if it’s true between the Prince and the Princess, that would be wonderful!

When Feng Yexuan left, Qianqian imdiately leaned in and asked quietly, "Princess, have you and the Prince... already..."

"No, don’t let your imagination run wild, find a set of clothes."

Chu Qianli, blushing, walked behind the screen with slightly weak steps.

When changing clothes, she accidentally touched her body, and her delicate brows imdiately furrowed.

She and Feng Yexuan really hadn’t... had so indescribable relations.

But, except for that, that scoundrel did everything he should and shouldn’t have done!

Chu Qianli was at a loss for words to describe her feelings now.

After all, just a day before, the two were at loggerheads.

Who knew that in a day’s ti, they would end up in each other’s arms, and even... almost went through with it!

If it weren’t for her strong resistance, that bastard really would have... on the back mountain...

Good heavens! She failed to escape and was nearly devoured completely!

It was too terrifying!

She couldn’t help but lower her head and glance at herself.

Although the scoundrel didn’t force her to do things she was unwilling to do in the end, he left her on the back mountain for a long ti.

Her fragile skin, when brushed accidentally by the clothing fabric, hurt so much she nearly cried.

"Princess, do you need help with your dress?"

Qianqian stood outside the screen, looking over anxiously.

Why was the Princess taking so long to change her clothes?

Could it be that she was still too weak and hadn’t recovered her strength?

"Let co in and help you change!"

"No need!" Chu Qianli imdiately objected and sped up getting dressed.

When she finally erged, leaning on the screen, her little face was still flushed.

"Princess, why are you constantly covering your body, did you get hurt?" Qianqian was very worried.

At the words, Chu Qianli’s face instantly turned beet red, as if blood was about to drip from her blushing skin!

"Nonsense, I’m perfectly fine, don’t go making things up!"

She hurriedly took her hands away, afraid that soone would see sothing amiss.

"Alright, Princess, let help you out. If you’re feeling unwell, you must tell ."

Qianqian helped her through the door.

Chu Qianli, however, did not expect that not far from the door, a tall figure had already been waiting.

He stood against the wind, looking as regal and graceful as if descended from heaven.

That was Prince Yexuan in his white attire!

Qianqian’s eyes were glued to him, and even Chu Qianli was slightly stunned.

That dog of a man... why does he look better every ti I see him!

Each encounter seed to reveal a new level of his handsoness.

To say he was stunning enough to cause the downfall of cities would not be an exaggeration.

What on earth did he eat to grow up?

Seeing her face flushed and slightly bending over to avoid his gaze, Feng Yexuan couldn’t help but shift his eyes toward her.

On a closer look, the mood he couldn’t satisfy on the back mountain was almost uncontrolled!

He composed himself and walked slowly towards her, extending his hand, "Are you still feeling uncomfortable?"