Tearing the Prince's Clothes after Withdrawing Marriage Chapter 1332 - 1331: You Have Someone Else in Your Heart

He seed to see that figure again, but tonight, her figure appeared very blurry.

No matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t see her clearly.

"Lingling." He tried calling out, but the girl never turned around.

A vast expanse of whiteness—he couldn’t even make out her outline. He could vaguely discern that she was standing in the water.

Why wouldn’t Lingling respond to him?

Feng Yexuan wanted to take a step forward, but his feet felt as heavy as a thousand pounds; he couldn’t move even half a step.

"Yexuan, Yexuan, I’m here." A voice echoed beside his ear.

His head started pounding violently again.

It hurt so much!

More painful than the sensation of a blade piercing his body.

Clearly, it should have been the woman in the lake calling to him, but the voice undeniably belonged to Fen Ling.

But tonight, the voice and the woman in the lake did not overlap. It was as if the woman was one person, and the voice belonged to another.

No matter what, he couldn’t see the woman in the lake clearly.

He had already confird before—it was Fen Ling.

But why tonight, did she seem so blurry?

His head hurt so much...

"Yexuan, Yexuan..."

The voice was still calling out.

But it seed to grow farther and farther away from him.

Suddenly, Feng Yexuan opened his eyes and sat up abruptly.

"Stop blowing that flute!" He waved his hand.

Fen Ling let out a cry of pain. Under the force of his palm, she was swept away and landed heavily on the ground.

There was no light in Feng Yexuan’s eyes.

His consciousness was still caught sowhere between waking and dreaming.

He had no idea how much ti had passed before the splitting headache gradually subsided.

When he turned his head, he saw Fen Ling on the ground trying to get up, blood staining the corner of her lips.

"Fen Ling..." It seed that he had hurt her again.

But what wounded Fen Ling the most at that mont was that he called her Fen Ling, and not Lingling.

"I am your Lingling." Her voice was hoarse, and blood churned violently in her chest, but Fen Ling remained unwilling to resign herself.

Lingling and Fen Ling—there was too great a distance between the two.

Feng Yexuan seed a bit dazed, staring at her blankly. He didn’t notice what he had said, nor what she was saying.

Why did his head, without warning, suddenly start throbbing in excruciating pain again?

This kind of "rest" not only failed to relax him, but left both his body and mind utterly exhausted.

He got out of bed and walked up to her, extending his hand.

Fen Ling let out a breath of relief. At least, he was still willing to get close to her.

At the beginning, he hadn’t even been willing to touch her at all.

Although his heart was wavering, and the effects of the Poisonous Insect Poison and hypnotism on him were no longer as strong, they still worked, albeit faintly.

Fen Ling extended her hand and placed it into his palm.

Yet the mont Feng Yexuan touched her, he instinctively wanted to pull his hand back.

For so reason, he resisted.

"Yexuan!" Fen Ling clearly felt that resistance; her heart panicked instantly.

"Yexuan, I feel awful. I’m hurt." She raised her head to look at him, her gaze deep and pitiful.

Feng Yexuan’s chest tightened slightly. He imdiately held her hand and pulled her to her feet.

"I’m sorry!" Once again, he had hurt her.

Hurting her was bad enough, but to think he had hesitated to help her up afterward—it was too much.

"I know..." Fen Ling, supported by him, sat down on a chair.

She took a deep breath before finally lifting her head to et his cold gaze, speaking in a hoarse voice: "I know there’s already soone else in your heart..."

"That’s not true!" Feng Yexuan imdiately denied it.

Fen Ling, however, shook her head. From the corner of her eye, a crystalline tear slipped down: "It’s okay. I can accept it. As long as there’s still a place for in your heart, no matter how many won you love, I... I can accept it."