Tearing the Prince's Clothes after Withdrawing Marriage Chapter 1194 - 1193: Did You Actually See the Princess’s Fac

Chu Lingyang was finally pacified by the Princess after much difficulty.

Later, he went to practice boxing at the Yanwu Hall.

With brute strength that needed venting, he would likely cause a commotion tonight as well if he did not let it out. Otherwise, he might end up wandering to the palace.

Now, amidst the complexities and endless disturbances within the palace, anyone entangled would hardly erge unscathed.

Only by biding one’s ti can one stay safe and establish oneself.

The Princess accompanied Chu Lingyang to the Yanwu Hall, only leaving after watching him get engrossed in his practice.

However, she did not return to her sleeping quarters, but instead went to another courtyard.

Chu Qianli’s residence not too long ago, the Plum Garden.

Ever since both Chu Qianli and Fu Ning had entered the palace, this place had beco exceptionally quiet.

Only one or two servants would clean here during the day. After nightfall, hardly a single figure was visible.

But the Princess knew that soone still lived here.

She went to the backyard and indeed saw that figure swinging amidst the trees.

"She has entered the palace and may never co back. How long do you plan to wait?"

The man perched on the tree looked down at her without speaking.

With a light jump, the Princess easily landed on a nearby branch.

She did not sit, simply standing aside, watching him.

"Today the Emperor led a grand procession to the Moat, such a massive and impressive ritual, and yet you didn’t attend?"

Anger filled her eyes as she finally squatted down to et the eyes of the man on the branch: "Lan Qing, what in the world are you thinking?"

The man on the tree, with eyes like stars and eyebrows like ink, had temple hair that resembled the evening clouds in the sky—unbearably handso.

What was most attractive was his face.

Snow-white, pure, flawless, with an enticing gloss.

He was ethereal like an Immortal, clean and untarnished.

He was the Qingcheng spoken of by Fu Ning, but at this mont, the Princess called him Lan Qing.

Lan Qing turned to glance at her, still silent.

Swinging his legs slightly, the branch began to sway, as if he was swinging leisurely.

The Princess casually waved her hand, and the force of her palm pulled the branch back into place.

Steadily, without causing him to shake in the slightest.

Lan Qing turned his head, this ti, flashing her a smile: "Sister, your Inner Strength has grown."

He was actually smiling at her!

A sudden jolt went through the Princess’s heart.

It seed, he often didn’t smile.

Not because he was cold by nature, but because he simply didn’t understand what happiness was, how could he smile?

But now, he appeared to be in a rather good mood?

"Lan Qing, what are you really thinking? Why co here looking for Chu Qianli? Why wait for her?"

She found that she understood her brother less and less.

This realization was deeply unsettling.

He used to be so obedient, adhering to her every word, but now, it seed as if he had his own thoughts.

He had even left Lingjiu Hall without a word.

Indeed, the man sitting before the Princess, gazing at the stars on the branch, was the culprit behind all the chaos in the palace.

The State Preceptor, Lan Qing.

But nobody knew that the Princess, forrly known as Lan Ji, was actually the State Preceptor’s older sister!

"Sister, I’m not thinking about anything."

The smile vanished from Lan Qing’s lips.

He didn’t quite understand what happiness ant, for his master had never taught him such things since childhood.

But sitting here just now, watching the stars and waiting for Chu Qianli’s return seed to make him quite happy.

However, he suddenly rembered sothing else: "Sister, when we were searching for the Princess for the Emperor last ti, did you actually get a good look at the Princess’s face in the ice pool?"