Tearing the Prince's Clothes after Withdrawing Marriage Chapter 1398 - 1397: This Arrow, Was Originally Meant for He

"Yexuan..."

Upon hearing the commotion indicating Feng Yexuan’s return, Fen Ling, who had just barely cald down, suddenly began to cry again.

"Yexuan, Yexuan..."

Feng Yexuan’s head started to throb faintly once more.

"Yexuan..." Seeing that he didn’t co in, Fen Ling cried even more intensely, "Have you completely stopped liking ?"

Feng Yexuan inexplicably felt a bit irritable, yet her sobbing made him feel uncomfortable.

There was an inexplicable sense of responsibility to make her stop crying.

"Prince, you should... go see Miss Fen," Leng Ji said quietly.

This ti, she was really hurt... quite awkwardly, even he felt sorry for her.

Feng Yexuan stepped into the room, and Leng Ji hurriedly closed the door.

"Yexuan..." She had waited so long, the entire night, and now, as the sky was about to brighten, had he finally returned?

Fen Ling gazed at him with eyes full of indescribable resentnt.

Large teardrops welled up in her eyes, yet she stubbornly seed to prevent them from falling.

This sight caused a sharp pain to strike Feng Yexuan’s head.

"How is the injury?" He walked quickly over and sat beside the bed.

Strangely enough, when he didn’t see her, he could almost forget Fen Ling’s existence.

But now that he saw her, his heart seed to be inexplicably entangled by her, unable to break free.

Seeing her hurt made him feel bad as well.

Fen Ling grasped his hand, bowed her head, not crying aloud, but tears slipped down.

"In the end..."

"Very serious."

"But I see..."

"Yexuan, it’s not about how serious the injury is; the problem is, I almost died."

She didn’t want to complain, but the resentnt had accumulated in her heart for too long, so much that she couldn’t hide it anymore.

"When the arrow struck , do you know what I was thinking?"

Feng Yexuan said nothing, just looked at her.

Fen Ling cried, "I thought, this arrow was originally ant for Chu Qianli."

These words made Feng Yexuan frown instantly.

If the arrow had struck that dead woman’s body... his heart suddenly felt exceptionally uneasy.

Fen Ling stared at him, biting her lip, tears rolling down. "You wanted to protect Chu Qianli, making take the arrow for her, Yexuan, do you really despise so much?"

"I didn’t ask you to take the arrow, I had instructed you to leave the carriage before I left."

However, seeing her injured, Feng Yexuan felt guilty in his heart.

He didn’t explain further, only said blandly, "Sorry, I owe you one..."

"Then pay back! Now, pay back now!"

Fen Ling lunged forward, attempting to embrace him.

Yet Feng Yexuan, as if electrocuted, instinctively pushed her away the mont she lunged at him.

"Ah!" Amid the struggle, Fen Ling’s wound was pulled, turning her face instantly pale from the pain.

"It hurts..." Fen Ling clutched her chest, trembling all over from the pain, gradually convulsing.

It was real pain! Not feigned!

The sweat on her forehead, Feng Yexuan could see it clearly.

"Did it hit the wound?" Seeing her in such distress, Feng Yexuan imdiately turned to look towards the door: "Soone, call the doctor..."

"No!"

Despite the pain, Fen Ling still grabbed his wrist, crying even more urgently and sorrowfully.

"Don’t call the doctor, don’t... I don’t want anything, nothing. Wu wu wu..."

The place she held onto...

Feng Yexuan finally saw clearly, and finally understood why Leng Ji said her wound was unusual.

It turned out... it turned out to be wounded on the chest...