Tearing the Prince's Clothes after Withdrawing Marriage Chapter 252: Is He Completely Ignoring Her Now?

"Little Lili..." Feng Mingzhu still wanted to linger.

Chu Qianli said indifferently, "Even as friends, one should have their own private space. You can’t keep clinging on, can you?"

"So you’re agreeing to be friends with ?"

Feng Mingzhu suddenly beca excited, "Great, great, great, I won’t disturb you. Now that you’re my friend!"

As if afraid she would change her mind, Feng Mingzhu imdiately said, "I’ll leave now, and I’ll co back to play with you another day!"

And with that, she hurriedly ran off.

Before leaving, she didn’t forget to remind her, "Little Lili, we’re friends now, rember that!"

The noisy voice, at last, drifted away.

Chu Qianli sighed.

It wasn’t that she disliked Feng Mingzhu, in fact, she quite liked her personality.

But she thought of Qianqian.

As she said, most people who got close to her did not end up well.

Although she was a Princess, she was just a weak woman, incapable of protecting herself.

Befriending soone like her could harm her.

Chu Qianli did not want to burden anyone else anymore.

Hearing the faint breathing behind the flower bushes, Chu Qianli waited for Feng Mingzhu to leave and then imdiately stepped over.

Thinking soone was injured and hiding there, she approached with extra caution, making as little noise as possible.

Yet unexpectedly, when she saw the figure lying on the ground behind the flowers, even Chu Qianli got a shock.

"Prince Xiaoyao?"

Why was it him?

"Prince, how are you?" Chu Qianli quickly went over and crouched beside him.

As a doctor’s instinct suggested, it was clear he was having a heart attack!

Feng Wuya’s brow was tightly furrowed, slipping into a semi-unconscious state.

Chu Qianli didn’t dare to hesitate; the duty of a doctor was to save the person before anything else.

The needle pack was taken out, and she imdiately tried to tear open Feng Wuya’s clothes.

However, just as she reached down to pull, her hand was abruptly seized by Feng Wuya’s strong grip.

"Presumptuous!"

Chu Qianli looked at him, seeing the man’s eyes were hazy, barely able to make out everything before him.

He didn’t even know who was trying to undress him.

Yet he just wouldn’t allow his clothes to be opened by soone else.

"Prince, you’re having palpitations. If you don’t get acupuncture to regulate your blood flow imdiately, your heart will suffer from insufficient blood supply, and you’ll be in danger!"

Feng Wuya clearly didn’t understand, nor did he know who was talking to him.

All he knew was that a girl was trying to open his clothes.

This was absolutely not allowed!

Feng Wuya continued to clutch his clothes fiercely, attempting to push her away.

If it weren’t for his severe illness posing a real threat to his life, Chu Qianli wouldn’t bother with such an uncooperative patient.

Forget it, what’s the point of getting angry with a sick person?

With a flick of her wrist chain, she took out a pair of handcuffs obtained from an online store... yes, those kind of handcuffs, used by n and won for playing gas.

She glanced at them, feeling sowhat bashful.

Fortunately, they seed quite sturdy.

Taking advantage of Feng Wuya’s montary weakness from his condition, she quickly snapped the handcuffs on his wrists.

She then bought a rope and tied his hands to a sturdy flower branch beside him.

Drained of strength, Feng Wuya saw the woman who not only tied him up but was also tearing his clothes apart.

He was both angry and anxious, but during the onset of his illness, he was completely unable to muster his energy.

The thing binding his hands couldn’t be broken free from at all.

In his field of vision, that woman was bending down, getting close to his chest...

"Dare you, and I’ll kill you!" he roared angrily.

"Prince, does it seem like you’re regaining consciousness?"

Chu Qianli, expressionless, removed the silver needle, "I only want to save you; I have no improper intentions towards you. Rest assured, once you recover, I will leave and won’t spare you another glance."

Feng Wuya was sowhat frantic, but as he beca enraged, his breathing grew even more erratic.

Breathing difficulty set in, and his consciousness gradually turned muddled.

In the end, at the mont the girl inserted the first needle, his chest tightened, and he could not catch his breath, ultimately passing out.

"Prince!" Chu Qianli grew anxious.

She... had used the wrong needle!

The right hand injured by Qing Ming still wasn’t agile, the fingertips remained slightly numb.

With no other choice, she put away the silver needle and purchased a Heart-Saving Pill for a hefty sum on Taobao. After giving it to Feng Wuya to swallow, she placed her hands on his chest and rhythmically pressed down.

No matter what, she had to help him resu breathing first.

This guy had passed out because of her needle.

Feng Wuya, hazy, finally drew a sharp breath after Chu Qianli pressed down a dozen or so tis.

He gasped for air and looked blurrily at the girl kneeling beside him.

Even though he couldn’t see clearly, it was as if he could feel her anxiety and earnestness.

And her hands... appeared unusually strained.

Her hands seed to be injured...

"What are you doing?" Suddenly, a shrill voice rang out.

The eunuch who had co out to find Feng Wuya imdiately bellowed, "Soone, help! An assassin! An assassin! Help!"

Before long, a group of people rushed to the scene.

Chu Qianli had just put away her needle kit and hadn’t managed to unlock Feng Wuya’s handcuffs when two guards arriving first captured her.

When the Emperor and the Empress Dowager arrived, they saw Feng Wuya bound by his hands, his garnts disheveled.

"Wuya!" The Empress Dowager turned deathly pale with fright.

"Quick, release Prince Xiaoyao, quickly!"

The guards were flustered; this thing was not a rope, and they didn’t know how to unlock it.

If they were to attempt cutting it with a sword, but it was so close to the Prince’s wrists—if they weren’t careful and injured the Prince’s hands, how many heads would be enough to make up for it?

In their hesitation, several Princes also arrived.

Feng Yexuan glanced at Chu Qianli, who was detained off to the side, then swiftly shifted his gaze from her.

Striding forward, he took the handcuffs restricting Feng Wuya’s hands and gently squeezed.

The handcuffs, made of an unknown material, were imdiately crushed by him.

All the guards inhaled a sharp breath.

Prince Yexuan’s finger strength was simply terrifying!

Feng Yexuan took off his own robe and wrapped it around Feng Wuya’s body.

Afterward, he directly picked up the already unconscious Feng Wuya and commanded, "Summon the Imperial Physician!"

Carrying Feng Wuya, he made to leave.

Leng Ji looked panicked and hurriedly followed, pleading, "Prince, Miss Chu... she is still here."

"If soone has the audacity to do such a thing, they must have the courage to bear the consequences."

Feng Yexuan walked away briskly.

Deep into the autumn season, it was the ti Feng Wuya’s illness often flared up.

If he wasn’t taken back soon for the Imperial Physician to treat, no one knew if he could survive such a harsh winter.

"Prince, Prince, that Miss Chu..." Leng Ji pursued him.

The Empress Dowager also hurriedly left with the support of the Palace Maids.

The remaining Princes and the Emperor, along with so guards, secured the area tightly.

All eyes eventually settled on Chu Qianli.

Prince Yexuan had left her behind.

Indeed, a concubine was just a concubine.

How could a re concubine compare to a brother of the Prince?

Had Prince Yexuan truly just disregarded her?