Tearing the Prince's Clothes after Withdrawing Marriage Chapter 1342 - 1341: Try Me if You Dare

Feng Yexuan ultimately seed to have gained Fen Ling’s forgiveness, yet also seed not to.

This constant sense of uncertainty left him feeling deeply unsettled.

Most crucial of all was the look she gave him—the faint smile at the corner of her lips—that felt far too familiar.

Because it felt familiar, it only deepened his sense of guilt.

So much so that, by nightfall that day, his mood turned particularly sour upon seeing Chu Qianli.

"What’s with the cold face? Did I offend you again?" Chu Qianli hadn’t finished her tasks yet—having prepared a pile of dicine, she was ready to head to the critical patients’ ward.

Feng Yexuan didn’t utter a word, not even sparing her a glance.

It was precisely because of this woman that his relationship with Fen Ling had grown increasingly complicated and frosty.

Over the past couple of days, he didn’t know what was wrong with him, but his thoughts kept drifting to her, inadvertently neglecting Fen Ling in the process.

At this mont, Feng Yexuan still refused to engage with her, though his attitude toward his work remained impeccably ticulous.

As he packaged the dicinal herbs, his movents showed unmatched skill and precision.

Occasionally, he could even spot discrepancies: "This packet is missing an ingredient—Wulan."

"That’s impossible!" Chu Qianli imdiately stopped what she was doing and hurried over to check.

"How could this happen?" She was always painstakingly thorough about preparing dicine, checking it repeatedly before handing it over for packaging.

dicine is sothing that can have unpredictable consequences if even a single ingredient is missing.

She never dared to take it lightly.

"It really is missing!" Chu Qianli’s face fell instantly, brimming with frustration as if she wanted to slap herself.

At first, Feng Yexuan had been brimming with complaints about her, but seeing her in such a distressed state, he couldn’t help but offer comfort: "Just prepare it again."

"No! I’ve made a grave error!" Preparing another batch was possible, but what if Prince Yexuan hadn’t caught the mistake earlier? Wouldn’t the patient be hard?

Damn it!

"There’s no need to be so harsh on yourself. Everyone makes mistakes sotis." He couldn’t stand seeing her wallowing in guilt like this.

If only he could maintain his resentnt toward her forever!

But lately, he couldn’t help but soften every ti she was near.

If only she could remain confrontational with him—that would be easier.

But when working together... he simply couldn’t harden his heart.

Chu Qianli looked at him with a face full of grievance, saying, "Doctors cannot make mistakes. Mistakes cost lives."

She was genuinely hurt.

It turned out that when she was upset, her gaze looked like this.

Grieving, dim, angry at herself—there was even a hint that she wanted to destroy herself.

Feng Yexuan’s heart ached. The emotions he had brought with him before arriving all vanished in an instant.

"Next ti... just be more careful," he said, his heart heavy as he tried to ease her distress. "Don’t feel so bad..."

"Wow! What’s this?" Chu Qianli suddenly spotted sothing, pointing at his sleeve.

Looking closer, her expression shifted rapidly. Her face darkened in an instant, like storm clouds gathering.

"Feng Yexuan! Are you trying to kill ? You’re too much! Do you believe I’ll hit you!"

He had made her believe she committed a critical mistake!

When in reality, it was his fault!

This was truly unforgivable!

Just monts ago, she had been consud with self-reproach, desperately wishing she could punish herself.

"This prince..." Feng Yexuan followed her gaze and looked down at his sleeve, his face instantly flushing beet red.

"Prince what? Are you trying to harm or the patients drinking the dicine you prepare? Can’t you be serious about your work?"

"Who says this prince isn’t serious?"

"If you were serious, then what’s that on your sleeve?"

"This... it wasn’t intentional."

"Not intentional makes it excusable?"

"Why are you being so aggressive?"

"If I don’t act stern now, you’ll keep making mistakes! Tonight, you won’t be sleeping! You’re punished to package dicine throughout the entire night!"

"Just try punishing !"

"Oh, don’t think I won’t dare!"