Tearing the Prince's Clothes after Withdrawing Marriage Chapter 1338 - 1337: How Is She Supposed to Face People Afte

In the past, Feng Yexuan would surely have retorted.

But now, he pressed his lips tightly together and said nothing.

Chu Qianli’s gaze shifted downward, and she noticed his hand hanging at his side, clenched into a tight fist. From his fingertips, droplet after droplet of fresh blood slid down.

The smile at the corner of her lips froze, and upon seeing the blood, her heart twinged with a faint ache.

Yet, monts later, she simply curved her lips into a faint smile. "It’s nothing; I’ve subdued it."

Feng Yexuan’s clenched hand finally relaxed.

"Yexuan, your hand is injured," Fen Ling arrived shortly after, following behind them.

First, she didn’t want Feng Yexuan and Chu Qianli to have a chance to deepen their relationship—even though she was truly furious.

But no matter how angry she was, she had to feign generosity in front of her own man. Otherwise, it would make him resent her.

Second, she also deeply wanted to see what Chu Qianli would look like dancing after stripping herself bare.

A rare spectacle like this might only co once in a lifeti.

However, her Qinggong wasn’t as refined as Feng Yexuan’s and couldn’t compare to Jingri’s either, so she arrived later.

But why did everything in her sight seem calm and peaceful, as though nothing had happened?

Fen Ling walked up to Feng Yexuan’s side, reaching out to hold his injured hand and examine it.

But this ti, Feng Yexuan coldly and firmly refused her. "It’s fine."

He pulled his hand back, and Fen Ling didn’t even manage to touch the hem of his sleeve.

"It’s bleeding; let take a look at least—"

"I said it’s fine!" Feng Yexuan’s voice was deep, absent of any apparent emotion, yet carrying an undercurrent like an approaching storm.

Fen Ling was taken aback and instinctively stepped back half a pace, not daring to provoke him further.

This man, once enraged, unleashed a fury that no one could withstand.

If one didn’t know when to retreat, it would only earn his disdain.

Fen Ling’s gaze fell upon Chu Qianli and Lan Fan.

She adopted a somber expression, pretending ignorance of the situation, and exclaid urgently, "Mr. Lan, you had the Princess disrobe in public view! We’re surrounded inside and out by guards—all of them n."

She paused, wearing a look as though sothing had already transpired, her face full of feigned pity. "Mr. Lan, how will the Princess live with herself after this?"

The crowd was rendered speechless.

This... It wasn’t like anyone here was blind; the Princess was clearly clothed and proper. Where was this supposed disrobing coming from?

Yet Fen Ling insisted, acting as if it had already happened.

"Mr. Lan, even if the guards keep silent to save their own lives, what’s occurred has occurred. Everyone has already seen the Princess’s body—you..."

Chu Qianli’s face darkened.

This woman—such a cruel, calculated effort!

So guards had been present from the beginning, but others had only arrived after hearing the commotion.

Among them was Xi Jiu, who had just rushed to the scene.

These newcors didn’t know what had happened before, and while so might believe the truth, there would undoubtedly be others who would spread rumors.

Through hearsay and exaggeration, this incident would surely grow into unimaginable versions of the story!

Fen Ling, however, refused to relent.

Not witnessing Chu Qianli strip in public today felt like a significant regret in her life.

But she was determined to turn this fabricated incident into reality!

Still wearing her mask of compassion, Fen Ling continued, "Mr. Lan, how will the Princess carry herself in society after this? How will people perceive her in the future..."

"Shut up!" Feng Yexuan suddenly roared.

A wave of absolute cold swept through the air.

Fen Ling let out a startled cry and stumbled backward several steps in quick succession.

The energy surging around was too intense—it couldn’t be suppressed.

As she opened her mouth, a flood of blood spewed forth uncontrollably!