Tearing the Prince's Clothes after Withdrawing Marriage Chapter 272 - 271: Can We Start Over?

"Ruirui, Ruirui, it’s not like that, it’s not... Don’t look at your mother with those eyes, don’t be like that, Ruirui..."

This ti, Consort Jin truly fell into complete despair.

Even her Ruirui, did he not want her anymore?

"Ruirui..."

"Don’t call !"

Feng Jinrui’s body was shaking, and he suddenly roared, "You are not our mother, you are not!"

"Ruirui..."

"I am not your Ruirui!"

Feng Jinrui turned and left!

Consort Jin collapsed on the ground, weeping with heart-wrenching sobs.

Leng Ji finally just gave her a cold glance, then left as well.

Before he left, he ordered, "Lock her up and wait for the Prince to deal with her."

This was the Prince’s family matter, and everything had to wait for the Prince himself to handle it.

It’s just unknown when the Prince would truly be able to calm down.

...Chu Qianli was still unconscious.

Liujin said, after her miscarriage, she never properly recuperated; the deficiency of qi and blood is why her complexion remained pale.

She was a doctor, she knew how to nurse herself back to health.

But has she ignored it because she was too desperate, no longer caring about her own body?

Feng Yexuan kept holding her hand.

This small hand, chilly and cold, seed to have no warmth at all.

He held it in his palm, and even though he used his inner strength to warm her small hand, it would always cool down after a while.

It was as if, even in her unconscious state, she refused to accept his warmth.

She said she hated him, hated him to death...

She had the right to hate him.

If it wasn’t for him sealing her acupoints, if it wasn’t for his order to lock her up, would she have co to this?

Without him, how could Consort Jin and a palace maid without martial arts have the power to harm her?

She should hate him!

She had every right to hate him to death!

"Has this Prince truly made a mistake?"

Feng Yexuan’s voice was chillingly cold, it was unclear whether he was asking Leng Ji behind him or himself.

Leng Ji felt a sourness in his heart and finally knelt down with a thud.

"Prince, you have always misunderstood Miss Lili! She was not heartless and faithless toward you; she never deceived you!"

He could no longer endure the tornt in his heart and said hoarsely, "The Emperor issued a secret decree, forbidding anyone from speaking of this matter! I... I really can’t hold back any longer!"

"What are you talking about?" What secret decree? What forbidding ntioning?

Feng Yexuan turned around, fixing his gaze on him as his eyes grew progressively colder: "What, exactly, have you all been hiding?"

Leng Ji knew his words were cruel.

But he truly couldn’t keep it to himself any longer.

"Everyone has been lying on the Emperor’s behalf, in truth, during those three days you were unconscious, the one guarding you was none other than Miss Lili!"

Fearing he wouldn’t have the courage otherwise, he blurted out everything in one breath:

"It was Miss Lili who tirelessly looked after you, treating you."

"But the Emperor feared you would care too much for Miss Lili; he didn’t want you to be so concerned about a woman, especially the daughter of a songstress."

"The Emperor threatened with the lives of everyone in the Duke Residence, forbidding Miss Lili from speaking to you about these matters."

"Miss Lili was sent back to the Prince Residence just as you were about to wake up, after she had treated you."

"Miss Lili didn’t abandon you, didn’t break her pledge to you; she really stayed beside you all along! Poor her, she was just a defenseless woman, how could she fight against the Emperor? How could she dare to gamble with the lives of everyone from the Duke Residence?"

"After you woke up, you imdiately believed what you saw and heard, without asking for the reason, you publicly demoted Miss Lili... to a concubine..."

Leng Ji lowered his head, his voice also sowhat hoarse, "We are all accomplices; I deserve to die! All of us, including the Prince, have been persecuting Miss Chu, we... we are all murderers..."

Feng Yexuan had been silent all along.

For a long ti, there was no movent at all.

Leng Ji didn’t know what he was thinking at that mont.

But after speaking out, he felt a great relief in his heart.

It no longer mattered how the Prince decided to deal with them.

The moral pressure weighing on the heart is sotis truly harder than death.

"Prince, the biggest victim in this whole affair is Miss Chu."

Leng Ji mustered the courage to lift his head.

He had expected to see the Prince enraged.

But unexpectedly, the Prince was still quiet, simply looking at Chu Qianli lying on the bed, not saying a word.

That silhouette was terrifyingly silent.

"Prince..."

"Get out." This "get out" was not as cold as usual.

It was just faint, faint enough to make one’s heart flutter.

After an indeterminate amount of ti, Leng Ji slowly got up, lowered his head, and left.

The mont the door was closed, Feng Yexuan’s face turned deathly pale in an instant.

The blood that had been churning in his chest because of discomfort could no longer be suppressed.

A streak of blood slid down from the corner of his mouth, staining his collar red.

But he didn’t care, and casually wiped it with his hand, then his hand continued to hold Chu Qianli’s delicate hand.

He didn’t dare to grip too tightly, just holding her hand carefully and gently.

It was as if he was holding sothing extrely fragile, the slightest force could crush her.

How much pressure had she endured?

A small body, a small heart, one... little person.

Everyone could fail to understand her, but why had he, like everyone else, never trusted her?

Suspicion, anger, dominance, brutality!

In the end, like the others, he too beca an accomplice, pushing her into a place of no return.

Misunderstood, demoted to a concubine and humiliated in public, imprisoned, and forced to take miscarriage drugs...

His Little Lili had endured so much without his knowledge.

Feng Yexuan’s hand, trembling, reached out, his fingertips gently caressing her face.

This face had beco so thin that it seed as if it could wither at any mont.

As his fingertips touched Chu Qianli’s face, her long eyelashes quivered slightly, and she slowly opened her eyes.

After realizing who was holding her hand, Chu Qianli’s expression darkened, and she imdiately tried to pull her hand back.

"Lili..."

"Let go!"

Consort Jin!

She pushed at him fiercely with her palm.

Feng Yexuan, afraid that his Protective Gang Qi would hurt her, imdiately retracted his True Qi.

But even then, Chu Qianli’s palm strike could not impact him at all.

"Let go of !" She struggled fiercely.

However, after staring at her for a long while, Feng Yexuan pulled her into his embrace.

"Don’t be angry anymore, Lili, let’s both stop holding grudges, okay?"

Regardless of her frenzied struggling, even biting the back of his hand, Feng Yexuan did not resist.

He just held her, speaking in a hoarse voice, "Let’s... start over, okay?"