Tearing the Prince's Clothes after Withdrawing Marriage Chapter 1490 - 1489: Is it for this king?

A single sentence brought Feng Yexuan, who was still imrsed in shock and emotion, back to reality.

With just a lift of his hand and an extended arm, he easily pulled Chu Qianli back with his palm strength.

"Let go, I’m going to kill that bastard!" Chu Qianli struggled furiously.

Feng Yexuan rely gazed down at her angry little face, a trace of delightful smile flickering in his eyes, "Is it to avenge ?"

Chu Qianli paused, then glared at him with anger in her eyes, "Don’t flatter yourself!"

"You are." The smile in his eyes had long climbed to his lips.

The corners of his lips curled into a rare smile seen once in a century.

"Seeing him injure , you are this angry and anxious?"

"You’re talking nonsense!"

But Feng Yexuan wasn’t bothered; he gently embraced her, and the two of them landed steadily on the ground.

All that remained in their eyes was each other.

"Lili..."

"Don’t talk to , I’m going to kill that bastard!" The blood on his shoulder reflected in her eyes and pierced her heart.

This bastard, his martial arts are far superior to Lan Fan’s, yet he could be covered in wounds by that demon!

It’s just... just utterly ridiculous! Can’t he protect himself?

"Don’t go, hurting him is like hurting yourself."

Feng Yexuan’s gaze fell on her shoulder.

After stabbing Lan Fan just now, was she in pain too?

He raised his long fingers and wiped the bloodstains from her lips.

Spitting blood, how could it not hurt?

Chu Qianli felt a bit aggrieved, not because she was in pain, but because he was hurt worse than she was. Didn’t it hurt him too?

"Still bleeding..." This guy!

"I’m very strong, a little blood isn’t a big deal."

"I didn’t say I care."

"Hmm, I didn’t expect you to care either."

But still, they couldn’t look away from each other.

Their gazes entangled, difficult to part even for a mont.

Chu Lingyang felt a bit at his wits’ end, wondering if he should remind them that a lot of people are still watching, waiting for their next command?

Also, while they were having their intimate mont, Lan Fan took advantage of it and escaped.

Because today’s events were so strange, Chu Lingyang didn’t dare to chase after him. It seed everyone breathed a little easier once Lan Fan was gone.

But the problem is, now is really not the appropriate ti for such a display of affection. The timing is just off.

"Cough, cough!" Seeing the two still lost in their mont, Chu Lingyang had to cough loudly to get their attention.

Feng Yexuan exhaled lightly and finally let go.

Chu Qianli snapped back to reality, glanced again at the wound on his shoulder, and without saying more, silently took out a bottle of dicine and sprinkled it on his wound.

First, stop the bleeding a little.

"Let’s go back, I’ll... bandage you up."

"Alright."

Chu Qianli looked at him once more before turning to Chu Lingyang.

"Second Royal Uncle, please escort King Yu back, tomorrow morning I want to personally interrogate him."

"I am King Yu, your First Royal Uncle, you dare to interrogate ! You... ugh!"

Chu Qianli walked over and kicked him.

This ti, his mute acupoint was struck, rendering him speechless.

Chu Lingyang had complicated feelings.

Should he remind Little Lili that King Yu is still an elder?

But, considering King Yu’s many misdeeds, even as an elder, it seems... that doesn’t change anything.

If the collapse of the Moat was really King Yu’s design, then he... truly deserved his fate.

Chu Qianli turned to Feng Yexuan, "Aren’t you leaving?"