Tearing the Prince's Clothes after Withdrawing Marriage Chapter 1190 - 1189: Pawns, Always Just Pawns

Today, we first visited the construction site of the city walls.

Chu Qianli, although she has been in this era for so ti, rarely had the chance to witness the construction process of ancient buildings with her own eyes.

Indeed, it is all done by human labor, lifting stones, piling them up, and building bit by bit.

This not only wastes manpower but also easily leads to accidents and loss of lives.

The commoners who built the city walls in ancient tis truly suffered greatly.

"Sympathy?" Feng Yexuan, who climbed the wall with her, stared intently at her face with a deep gaze.

Chu Qianli turned to glance at him: "What does it have to do with you?"

"Watch your attitude." Feng Yexuan’s eyes darkened, and he suddenly reached out and pulled her towards him.

The movent appeared gentle, but the force was anything but light.

This was a punishnt!

Chu Qianli was pulled against his body, as hard as steel, and her frail body was imdiately shattered.

She almost couldn’t help crying out in pain, barely able to stand.

Were it not for Feng Yexuan’s arm around her waist, holding her tightly, she might have fallen off the city wall.

This man!

She glared fiercely at him, yet dared not speak her anger.

"My patience is limited. If you show any flaws, all the punishnt will definitely fall on Fu Long."

"Your Majesty is wise beyond asure. I’m just a weak woman; what tricks could I possibly play in front of you?"

Chu Qianli secretly clenched her palm, grinning without joy: "With Your Majesty around, what flaws could I possibly show?"

"Good that you know." As he spoke, Feng Yexuan lowered his head and gently kissed her forehead.

The guards behind them imdiately beca excited.

The commoners below the city wall were also deeply moved, nearly welling up with tears.

Finally, there was a beautiful woman beside their Emperor.

Everyone thought the Imperial Family would die out, but now it seems the Princes would soon arrive.

Truly, heaven blesses Nanming!

"Bringing here, is it just to let everyone know that the Imperial Family will soon have an heir?"

Chu Qianli looked at the commoners below. Though weary and exhausted, they were obviously moved watching their figures on the city wall.

The Emperor wants everyone in the world to know he finally has a Harem.

Those from the Neutral Faction, who once looked around because he had no Harem, could now rest assured and continue to stand by the Emperor’s side.

In the Imperial Family, standing in the wrong faction could be a matter of life and death.

If the Emperor ends up without an heir in the future and Prince Yu becos the Emperor, those ministers who once supported the current Emperor will certainly not et a good end.

But as long as the Emperor has an heir, when will it be Prince Yu’s turn to inherit the throne?

"Aren’t you afraid that I might die unexpectedly before I even conceive your heir?"

Chu Qianli smiled extrely coldly.

Being too conspicuous has never been a good thing.

They use her to soothe the public’s heart, and those who do not wish their hearts to be soothed will certainly eliminate her swiftly.

But the Emperor has been single for twenty years, and now that he finally has Miss Chu, he cannot imdiately hold a grand selection to fill the Harem.

The commoners and officials would not believe it and would think it’s just a thod by the Emperor to calm the public.

So might even suspect that there is actually no girl that the Emperor truly loves.

But now, being uniquely favored and unparalleled, the commoners will always believe.

A pawn is always just a pawn; life is of no consequence.

Once used, always ready to be discarded.