Tearing the Prince's Clothes after Withdrawing Marriage Chapter 1246 - 1245: Is This the Attitude?

Chu Qianli had not expected Feng Yexuan to find her so quickly.

This man, if he were an enemy, would indeed be quite terrifying.

Yet she remained unfazed, only asking indifferently, "I wonder what instruction Prince Yexuan has for ?"

"Take this Prince to see the State Preceptor," Feng Yexuan commanded coldly.

Chu Qianli rely pursed her lips before turning to walk towards the guest room of the State Preceptor.

However, before getting close, she whispered, "The State Preceptor is not yet aware of the details of the Moat collapse. He only knows it happened, but not about... the casualties among the people."

This matter, for now, could not be disclosed to the State Preceptor.

If the State Preceptor knew, he would surely, without regard for his own life, rush to the Moat to console the people.

"You’ll see the situation for yourself after we arrive," she said.

Feng Yexuan followed closely behind her.

As she spoke, he kept his gaze fixed on her silhouette.

He had expected difficulties, even verbal abuse, but none of that happened. She bore no grievances and without any hesitation directly led him to the State Preceptor.

This was beyond Feng Yexuan’s expectations.

Could it be that she no longer hated him to the bone, wishing to tear him into countless pieces at the sight of him?

He had requested her help tonight, and she did not make it difficult?

This woman, he found himself increasingly unable to see through her.

The State Preceptor was still in a deep slumber, remaining unconscious.

"If you have a completely safe way to bring him back to the Imperial Palace without alarming anyone, I will not stop you," she said.

After Feng Yexuan saw Lan Qing’s current condition, Chu Qianli turned back, looking at him.

Her expression was serious and ticulous, but beyond that, there was no trace of sentint.

An attitude of strictly business.

If it had been anyone else, Feng Yexuan would have preferred to cooperate with such a person.

To keep personal and official matters separate.

But this attitude, coming from the dead woman, irritated him inexplicably.

"This Prince cannot guarantee safety at the mont, this matter requires a detailed plan," he said.

A promise he could not ensure, he also did not wish to give lightly.

"But tonight, you must accompany this Prince to the Palace," he insisted.

Expecting Chu Qianli to resist, he had even prepared to use force if necessary.

Although Fu Ning and Fu Long were present here, both of them combined were far from being his match.

Unexpectedly, she simply responded with a nonchalant "Oh."

Then, she sat down beside the bed and started to administer acupuncture to Lan Qing.

Feng Yexuan remained silent, standing not far behind her.

Fu Ning, who occasionally ca in to serve dishes or hand over water, kept trembling.

The lady was leisurely as if there wasn’t anyone watching her from behind.

But Fu Ning knew very well that Prince Yexuan’s cold and domineering presence was sothing no one could ignore.

She was even afraid that the Prince might snap at any mont and whisk the lady away.

Where did such patience co from?

Finally, Chu Qianli withdrew the last needle from Lan Qing’s chest and turned back to look at Fu Ning, "Take good care of him. The Prince will give orders to protect this place, your safety won’t be at risk for the ti being."

Fu Ning could only nod vigorously.

She didn’t know when Prince Yexuan had agreed to protect this place.

Chu Qianli followed Feng Yexuan and left.

Walking on the desolate street, Feng Yexuan humd indifferently, "When did this Prince say he would protect your people?"

"You’re to protect the State Preceptor."

Chu Qianli, unwilling to glance at him even one more ti, suddenly lightened her step and sped off, heading straight for the Imperial Palace.

Feng Yexuan was almost furious.

He had waited for her for more than an hour just to be t with this attitude?