Tearing the Prince's Clothes after Withdrawing Marriage Chapter 1386 - 1385: Not Even Sparing Your Own People

"That’s impossible. Prince Yexuan likes you so much, how could he bear to kill you?"

Just now, Feng Xi still held a trace of wariness towards Fen Ling.

But after hearing what Fen Ling said, she suddenly recalled the days when the two sisters relied on each other to survive.

Her sister was her only family. How could she stand by and watch her sister be killed?

"You’re wrong. The person he likes isn’t , it’s Chu Qianli."

In the past, Fen Ling had also spent a period of ti foolishly unable to distinguish fact from illusion.

After hypnotizing Feng Yexuan, observing him care for her devotedly, she slowly developed the misconception that Feng Yexuan had genuinely, truly fallen in love with her.

But now, as ti went on, she began to see the truth more clearly.

That truth was, all of Feng Yexuan’s affection for her stemd from mistaking her for the girl he held in his heart.

And the girl in his heart was Chu Qianli!

It was all the hypnotism’s doing.

Once even that hypnotism could no longer control him, he would wake up at any mont.

By then, when he saw through her deception, given Prince Yexuan’s temperant, he would undoubtedly end her life with his own hands!

"Feng Xi, lately, Prince Yexuan seems to have beco immune to the effects of hypnotism."

Fen Ling stared at Feng Xi, tears shimring in her eyes: "Do you know? Chu Qianli has been seducing him all along, and he already had a deep-seated affection for her. It didn’t take much for Chu Qianli to completely captivate him."

"That damned wretch!" Feng Xi gritted her teeth, her eyes filled with murderous intent!

"As long as Chu Qianli is alive, I’ll never survive. The Prince won’t spare ."

Fen Ling watched her eyes gradually turn blood-red, gripping her hand tighter and tighter.

"Feng Xi, if I die soday, don’t avenge . Chu Qianli is too sly and too powerful; you’re no match for her."

"Sister..."

"Sister just wants you to live well. No matter what happens, you have to take care of yourself."

...Feng Xi felt dazed and disoriented. She couldn’t even recall when she had left Fen Ling’s room.

She knew only this: If Chu Qianli lived, her sister would die.

Her sister was the only family she had left. How could she let her sister die?

And the only way to prevent her sister’s death was—killing Chu Qianli!

Only if Chu Qianli were dead would her sister be safe, and only then would she not lose her one and only family!

Unconsciously, Feng Xi found herself outside Chu Qianli’s door.

Here in this small village, Chu Qianli’s residence was just a humble wooden cottage.

Although the villagers’ epidemic had largely been cured, many patients were still in recovery.

So during this ti, everyone was busy, and there wasn’t even a single guard stationed outside this cottage.

Feng Yexuan wasn’t there.

The night was deep.

The light in Chu Qianli’s room was still on.

Feng Xi quietly walked into the courtyard.

There wasn’t a soul to be seen.

The door to Chu Qianli’s room opened as she stepped outside, carrying sothing.

But she quickly sensed sothing was amiss, her gaze locking onto a dark corner of the courtyard.

"Who’s there?" she called. As Feng Xi erged silently from the shadows, Chu Qianli studied her carefully and suddenly rembered.

"You’re the master of poison techniques!"

But why did her expression seem so strange? Her eyes were vacant, as if... hypnotized?

"Illusion Technique?" Chu Qianli’s heart tightened.

Among the people here, only Fen Ling was skilled in Illusion Techniques.

But they were on the sa side.

Could it be that Fen Ling didn’t even spare her own allies?