Tearing the Prince's Clothes after Withdrawing Marriage Chapter 1254 - 1253: The girl in your heart, it’s me

Feng Yexuan is genuinely in distress right now.

His head aches fiercely, even more painfully than having drunk ten jars of strong liquor.

He should hate Chu Qianli, yet her smile tonight, the slight curve of her lips, keeps lingering in his mind.

Lingering on and on!

Becoming clearer and clearer.

But the clearer it gets, the more his head hurts!

He doesn’t want to think of that woman, but he can’t help but to think of her!

"Yexuan, she’s filthy, she’s been with many n, she’s dirtier than anyone, how can you accept her?"

The floating voice, its source unknown, pierces his body from all directions like knives.

"You’ve touched her, and now you’re dirty too! Weren’t you supposed to keep yourself pure? You said you would forever preserve your body for the woman in your heart, you’ve said it!"

Feng Yexuan’s fists clench in an instant, and even Fen Ling, standing in the outer room, can easily hear the sound of his knuckles popping.

The woman in his heart...

Another face, in the depths of his mind, slowly erges.

But this face is becoming more and more blurred.

In his heart, there’s a woman.

For her, he’s willing to give up the whole world, even willing to die for her.

But who is she? Who exactly is she?

Why, tonight, does that face suddenly overlap with Chu Qianli’s?

No! He must not think of that filthy woman anymore! He mustn’t!

"Get out!" Feng Yexuan’s eyes darken as he suddenly lashes out with a palm strike!

Fen Ling is nearly scared to death!

The force of that palm is so astonishing; she retreats as quickly as she can but is still injured by the blast, forcefully thrown outwards.

The sound of the flute cos to an abrupt halt.

The pain in Feng Yexuan’s head intensifies!

He isn’t even aware of whom he has just hurt.

The severe headache forces him to sit up, his hands landing on the bedside, fingers slowly curling into a fist.

His eyes are a sea of blood-red.

"Prince!" Leng Ji rushes in, not knowing what has transpired.

"Prince..."

"He... he’s fallen into devilnt." Fen Ling spits out a mouthful of blood and, struggling, sits up, placing the Jade Flute to her lips imdiately.

The sound of the flute begins again.

The rebellious True Qi inside Feng Yexuan is gradually being reined in.

The cold emitting from his body also lightens gradually.

His eyes finally regain a bit of clarity.

"Prince..."

Leng Ji hasn’t finished speaking when he’s silenced by Fen Ling’s glance.

Fen Ling slowly approaches, this ti exceedingly slowly and carefully, fearing that he might suddenly lash out again.

Everything was fine before, what on earth happened tonight? Could it be because she ntioned Chu Qianli?

That enchantress, not even worth ntioning!

Fen Ling gives Leng Ji a look, and Leng Ji quietly withdraws.

Fen Ling walks into the inner room, sees that Feng Yexuan’s coldness has dissipated a bit more, she releases the Jade Flute, her voice even softer:

"Yexuan, in this world, only I, only the Master, truly love and cherish you."

"I know you are strong, but you also desire peace and protection, don’t you? Yexuan, I am the one who truly wishes to protect you wholeheartedly."

"Do you have a girl in your heart? Look at her face, see clearly, it’s , it’s Fen Ling, Yexuan..."

She slowly walks to the bedside.

Slowly, she begins to play the lody again.

The lody is lodious and long.

Feng Yexuan doesn’t know when he falls back to sleep, and although his head still hurts, the girl in his mind seems to be becoming clearer and clearer.

It’s... Fen Ling...