Tearing the Prince's Clothes after Withdrawing Marriage Chapter 262: Has He Started to Dote on Miss Li Again?

"Prince, could this be a strategy of ’retreating in order to advance’?"

Liujin didn’t have much of a fondness for Chu Huaiyu.

For a doctor, the least favorite thing is soone who feigns illness without being sick.

Chu Huaiyu had pretended to be fragile for a long ti before.

He was tired of seeing all those tactics.

Feng Yexuan remained noncommittal.

As long as Chu Huaiyu’s health was indeed fine, that was what mattered.

He couldn’t let the daughter of Long Qianyue truly co to harm and die by his hand.

As for her intentions, he didn’t care at all.

Liujin also smiled and said, "The Prince is like an iron tree that blooms once in a thousand years, and there’s only one girl under the heavens that can make you flower. As to whether Chu Huaiyu is playing any gas, when you send her back to the Duke Residence tomorrow, you’ll know if she has any other tricks up her sleeve."

Feng Yexuan gave him a tepid glance and raised an eyebrow, "Since when did you beco such a busybody?"

"Heh, as a physician, it’s only natural to love ddling in others’ affairs."

Liujin didn’t mind.

In this residence, there were only a few who had been with the Prince for many years, and probably only Liujin dared to talk nonsense in front of him.

He laughed and said, "Do you want to accompany the Prince to send Miss Chu off tomorrow?"

If Chu Huaiyu really had so sches up her sleeve and tried to pretend to be sick along the way, he would be able to expose her imdiately.

He truly wanted to get this bane sent back to the Duke Residence as soon as possible.

The scheming and infighting among won were not suitable for their Prince Residence.

It led to deaths and poisonings, which were disgusting no matter who was right or wrong.

However, Feng Yexuan, cup in hand, said thoughtfully, "No need, tomorrow, you go and do sothing for ."

...Early the next day, Chu Huaiyu obediently got into the carriage of the Prince Residence and returned to the Duke Residence, accompanied by Feng Yexuan.

Throughout the trip, there was none of the "pretending to be sick" behavior that Liujin had worried about.

Even though it was clear that Chu Huaiyu had not fully recovered, she still acted very strong everywhere.

She smiled, composed and calm, even making an effort to walk tall and straight.

Not only did she not feign illness, but she also desperately tried to appear very healthy.

Quite the opposite of her usual deanor.

Even Leng Ji found it incredible.

But, Leng Ji’s attention was not on this at the mont.

Just before they reached the Duke Residence, he finally received a ssage and imdiately reported, "Prince, the news about those two guards has been sent back."

The two guards who had been standing outside Qianyun Pavilion were rotated out of the city just these past two days.

It was all because Leng Ji himself had been ddling, blaming them for not showing enough respect to Miss Chu before and cruelly assigning them out of the city.

Otherwise, this information should have been gathered earlier.

"Prince, the night Miss Chu was imprisoned in Qianyun Pavilion, Consort Jin visited her with her Palace Maid."

"Mother Consort?" Feng Yexuan’s expression darkened, but there was also a hint of confusion, "I had just seen her these past two days, and she was unhard."

Therefore, that pool of blood should not belong to the Mother Consort.

"And the Palace Maid?"

"It’s the sa one the Prince saw with Consort Jin in the Prince Residence a couple of days ago."

That Palace Maid, like Consort Jin, appeared to have no signs of serious injury.

That pool of blood should not be from the Palace Maid either.

It was neither from Miss Chu, nor Consort Jin, nor the Palace Maid... Now, even Leng Ji had no idea where that pool of blood could have co from.

"Consort Jin, after her arrival, stayed in the room for less than half an hour and then left with the Palace Maid. She did not return after that."

"Afterward, Miss Chu stayed in the room by herself. According to the two guards, aside from us, no one else visited Miss Chu."

"And we only brought Miss Chu als and drinks every day. However, in truth, the door was not securely locked. If Miss Chu wanted to leave, it would not have been difficult."

The window sill was not even shut, just a symbolic locking of the room door, as if to comply with the Prince’s orders.

"Do you notice anything amiss when you go there every day?" Feng Yexuan’s eyes were deep and thoughtful.

Leng Ji shook his head and said, "At first, Miss Chu was indeed listless in her room, but, I could hear her breathing, and occasionally, so movent."

"Later, after two or three days, Miss Chu seed to cheer up a bit and would occasionally speak to ."

"After that, I had to leave the city for work, and Miss Chu..."

Leng Ji bowed his head and did not continue.

This was sothing Miss Chu had told him not to disclose to anyone.

But, facing the Prince...

"The things you promised her not to tell, this Prince allows you not to say," Feng Yexuan said expressionlessly.

Leng Ji was stunned, then blushed.

It turned out that the Prince knew all about him helping Chu Qianli to find Fu Long.

However, the words of the Prince truly relieved him a great deal.

He really didn’t want to betray and hurt Chu Qianli anymore. That girl... had suffered enough.

"After that night, I left the city and returned several days later, just in ti to see Miss Chu playing a musical instrunt in the backyard with the Prince."

The Prince also knew about what happened afterward.

He had no more secret etings with Chu Qianli behind the Prince’s back.

Feng Yexuan did not say anything.

All those who had been there seed unlikely to have bled that much.

Whose blood was it in that stain that hadn’t been completely wiped away?

Could it be that so supre martial artist had co without the guards noticing?

Although the defenses of Prince Residence were strict, if it were indeed a top-notch martial artist, they might not be able to stop them.

"Prince, I also speculated whether a martial artist had snuck in, but..."

Leng Ji thought for a mont and felt that for once, he had a flash of insight: "If it were such a formidable martial artist, how could Miss Chu have seriously wounded them and caused them to bleed so much?"

Feng Yexuan still said nothing.

Leng Ji’s analysis, at least, was correct.

It could not have been a martial expert who left the blood behind.

The matter was still shrouded in mist, with no clear truth in sight.

However, one thing was certain—that Qianyun Pavilion was indeed missing a few servants.

She had to do chores herself while feeling upset, and however he thought about it... indeed, it seed rather pitiful.

"After you go back, arrange for a few servants to attend to Qianyun Pavilion."

"Yes!" Leng Ji’s eyes sparkled with excitent and joy.

Was the Prince finally starting to dote on Miss Chu again?

However, between the two of them lay the life of Qianqian.

Although the matter had nothing to do with the Prince, a palace maid had still died.

He didn’t know when Miss Chu would truly open up and accept the Prince.

Nor did he know when the Prince would truly let go of his suspicions of Miss Chu and treat her with sincerity.

As they were talking, they arrived at the Duke Residence.

Feng Yexuan had yet to dismount when the Duke Residence greeted them with a large crowd.

The Grand Tutor led his several ladies and children along with a host of servants, forming two lines to welco them with great fanfare.

"Greetings to the Prince! Please, Prince, co inside!"

The Grand Tutor had a beaming smile, brimming with excitent.

The Prince personally escorting Huaiyu back – wasn’t this a declaration to the world that the Prince’s concern for our Huaiyu was extraordinary?

To think, the last ti the Prince had co, it was as the new son-in-law of the Duke Residence.

So, could this ti be the sa?

Was this to take the opportunity to discuss the marriage to Huaiyu as well?