Tearing the Prince's Clothes after Withdrawing Marriage Chapter 1272 - 1271: I, Waiting for Your Reply, Prince

Chu Minghao had just sorted things out for Lan Fan and didn’t forget to co imdiately to watch the drama unfold.

His gaze fell on the hands Fen Ling wrapped around Feng Yexuan’s arm.

Thin lips pursed, a trace of sarcasm flashing through his eyes.

"Prince Yexuan is after all the betrothed of our Nanming Princess; to think he just rolled in the Dragon Bed with the Princess and now he’s already letting another beauty fall into his arms."

"Is Prince Yexuan showing contempt for our Nanming Princess, or could it be that the affection between Prince Yexuan and the Princess is utterly fake?"

Upon hearing this, Fen Ling imdiately released Feng Yexuan’s arm and said in a low voice, "This has nothing to do with the Prince; it is my fault, I am the one entangling the Prince, please do not misunderstand, Princely Heir Hao."

"To entangle with the future son-in-law is a capital offence. Does the lady understand this?"

Her slender body trembled slightly, subconsciously lifting her head to glance at Feng Yexuan.

Feng Yexuan said indifferently, "If you don’t want to wear the mask, I will command soone to protect you here; there’s no need for you to enter the village."

Previously, to save him who fell into a demonic trance, Fen Ling was injured by his True Qi, and her body has not yet recovered.

He initially did not plan to bring her, but she worried about his safety and feared he wouldn’t sleep well at night, insisting on following him.

Seeing her being mistreated now, Feng Yexuan felt sowhat reluctant to let her suffer.

Moreover, she would rather bear the infamy herself to protect his reputation; this alone was enough to soften his heart.

Fen Ling was soone dear to his heart; how could he allow her to humble herself so?

However, Fen Ling said, "It’s okay, I’ve gotten used to wearing this mask. At most, it’s just a bit suffocating..."

Seeing his expression slightly darken, Fen Ling imdiately said, "Really, it’s fine. I must accompany you inside, or else you at night..."

Seemingly because others were present, Fen Ling swallowed back her words.

She whispered, "I’ll wear it then."

Afterward, assisted by the maid, she returned to the carriage.

Chu Minghao watched her back, narrowing his eyes: "This lady is much more gentle and understanding than our Princess; no wonder Prince Yexuan wants to keep her by his side."

"What is Princely Heir Hao trying to say?" Feng Yexuan was clearly impatient.

Chu Minghao lowered his voice: "This heir can tell, Prince Yexuan has long lost any affection for that willful Princess."

Feng Yexuan narrowed his eyes, a hint of sharpness flitted through them.

Chu Minghao smiled and said, "No need for anger, Prince; this heir ans no harm. I simply want to tell you, whatever conditions the emperor can offer you, my father can match, and even exceed."

In the end, he smiled and said, "Please reconsider carefully, Prince. This heir is always waiting for your response."

After that, Chu Minghao returned to Lan Fan’s side and ordered soone to clear the way for Mr. Lan.

Feng Yexuan’s gaze, subconsciously fell forward.

That silhouette, he truly detested; just thinking of her scandalous affairs, he wished he had never touched her.

Yet, her actions are indeed serious and ticulous.

There must be diseases following the water disaster, and her plan for defense seems, indeed, not bad.

Perhaps, it would truly be useful.

That night, the troops entered Xinhua Village.

Knowing the Imperial Family’s army had co, the villagers were very cooperative.

Chu Qianli had the dicine distributed, and most of the villagers obediently took their dicine.

Everyone said nothing, just waiting for the National Advisor to preside over the rites the next day.

As long as the National Advisor completes the offering to heaven, the heavenly father will protect them; such incidents surely won’t occur again.