Tearing the Prince's Clothes after Withdrawing Marriage Chapter 302 - 301: You Have to Own Up to the Anger You’ve Sh

Could it be that the dead woman ca to Jicheng to save herself just because the emperor ordered her to co?

Feng Yexuan couldn’t believe it, nor did he want to believe it!

But this detestable woman, after she ca back, really went away with Fu Long.

Taking that small squad they had brought along, they left!

Feng Yexuan almost crushed the cup in his hand!

The feeling of happiness that lingered on the battlefield vanished in an instant, without a trace.

This infuriating woman!

"Prince... Prince..." Leng Ji’s voice trembled, fearing he might say sothing wrong and trigger the prince’s rage right away.

Even though he was already quite hot-tempered.

"Lili, Miss Lili left you so dicine, said to take it three tis a day, each ti..."

"Who wants to take her dicine?" Feng Yexuan’s fingers clenched, and the dicine imdiately fell into his hand.

He raised his hand to throw it away.

Leng Ji just quietly watched him, betting ten thousand taels of gold that the prince wouldn’t have the heart to throw away the dicine.

Indeed, Feng Yexuan’s hand raised several tis but couldn’t bring himself to toss away that tiny package of dicine.

Only after he cald down did Leng Ji speak, "Prince, Miss Lili said this is anti-inflammatory dicine, you must take it on ti, otherwise the wound will... beco inflad."

Who knows what ’beco inflad’ ans, but as long as it was sothing Miss Lili had instructed, he believed it.

He was simply relaying the ssage.

Feng Yexuan was still angry, throwing the package of dicine aside, pretending not to care.

"Reorganize the troops, we return to the Imperial City first thing tomorrow morning!"

"Yes!" Leng Ji nodded in response.

They were a whole team, naturally, they couldn’t just leave as casually as Chu Qianli had.

Yet he couldn’t help but take another glance at the dicine on the small table, "Prince, for... inflammation..."

"Scram!" The man left, casting aside a package of dicine as if it were atonent?

That woman, she wishes!

She wouldn’t be content until she angers to death, would she?

This dicine, whoever wants to take it, take it!

Leng Ji, helpless, could only accept the order and leave the tent.

Only Feng Yexuan was left inside the tent.

He originally picked up a book, planning to read a bit before going to sleep.

He was well aware of his own injury; a good night’s sleep tonight ant he could recover faster.

Once back in the Imperial City, there were countless matters waiting for him.

But his gaze couldn’t settle on the book, no matter what.

In the end, he looked at the small package of dicine on the small table beside him.

Sothing left behind by the dead woman...

In the end, he still picked up the packet of dicine.

However, how should he take this dicine?

Had Leng Ji not finished speaking, before he was interrupted?

Feng Yexuan suddenly found himself enveloped in gloom.

The temper he had unleashed, he had to swallow back with a red face...

"Leng Ji, co back to this instant!"

...

Chu Qianli and Fu Long galloped all the way.

Finally, as dawn was about to break, they arrived outside the Imperial City.

"You’ve made another rit this ti," Fu Long looked at her.

But there was not a trace of joy on his face.

For others, achieving rit was a good thing, but for Chu Qianli, it was certainly a curse.

"The emperor won’t give up such a useful pawn as you, able to restrain Prince Yexuan and still create miracles for him."

A tall tree catches the wind.

Chu Qianli’s face was devoid of any superfluous expression.

From the mont she had received the Imperial Decree, she knew that the Emperor’s exploitation of her was just the beginning.

That old, scheming fox, who would even use his own son, let alone an outsider like her?

"You should have known when you decided to go to Jicheng. Saving Prince Yexuan would hurt yourself."

Fu Long looked at her, his words not an accusation, but rather expressing a kind of helplessness.

"Ali, your feelings for Prince Yexuan are not as indifferent as you claim. In fact, your feelings for him..."

"Fu Long, do you think I’m in the mood to discuss romantic entanglents right now?"

Qianqian was gone, the child was gone. On the surface, the Duke Residence seed to have captured the poisoner and temporarily regained peace.

But in reality, Chu Qianli was very clear that the true culprit behind the poisoning had not been caught.

It might not necessarily be Chu Huaiyu.

Yet Chu Huaiyu was also hiding secrets and harboring insidious intentions.

If the poisoner wasn’t Chu Huaiyu, the situation would be even worse.

Because that would an within the Duke Residence there wasn’t just two factions of power.

Perhaps, there was a third party...

Anyway, right now, she really didn’t have the peace of mind to care about matters of the heart.

"It’s a pity that you’re even trying to deceive yourself."

Fu Long let out a silent, shallow sigh. However, if she didn’t want to talk about this subject, then they wouldn’t discuss it.

"I need to return to the palace to report back. Do you want to conceal anything for you?"

"No need. You must report all my accomplishnts to the Emperor, and even, preferably, put in a good word for ."

"Why?" Fu Long didn’t understand.

Wouldn’t that only make the Emperor value her more?

"A tree wishes for peace, yet the wind will not cease. The situation forces one to step forward and face everything."

Chu Qianli lifted her head, looking toward the icy cold walls in the distance.

"Since I can’t hide, and the Emperor will use regardless, then I might as well take advantage of his exploitation to advance."

"Ali, you’re a woman!" Fu Long couldn’t help but remind her.

If she were a man, then using her achievents to stabilize her footing in the court and climb up step by step would indeed be a beautiful thing.

But she was a young lady.

No matter how formidable she was in the court, in the end, the Emperor would not truly make use of her.

After wringing out her last bit of utility, he would inevitably cast her aside like a worn-out shoe. The Emperor would never really allow a woman to achieve anything on his court.

The gaze of the world was such, would he not be afraid of becoming a laughingstock for generations?

"I have my own plans. Fu Long, just help ."

Whether openly or secretly, she was going to be exploited, so why not be a bit more upfront about it?

After all, she could still use this opportunity to get so things she wanted.

Being exploited or not was sotis complentary.

"Alright." Fu Long never questioned her decisions.

"Take good care of yourself; I’m heading back to the palace now. If there’s anything, send Fu Ning to find ."

"Mm."

Chu Qianli nodded, only then did she proceed with him, leading a troop of n behind her and entering the city with the token.

...When she returned to the Duke Residence, it was already light outside.

But as soon as she entered, Chu Qianli instantly felt that sothing was amiss.

With a swift step, she sidestepped and tightened her long fingers, which were already ard with several silver needles.

"Little Lili, it’s your uncle!"

The person hiding in the room turned out to be Long Feifan indeed.

He had been waiting in this room for most of the night.

"Little Uncle, what are you doing here?" Chu Qianli was taken aback and quickly put away the silver needles.

Fortunately, he spoke in ti to stop her, otherwise, she would have thrown her silver needles.

Long Feifan quickly approached her, his face filled with urgency: "Your maternal grandfather... My father, he’s not doing well."

He grabbed her hand all at once, saying anxiously, "Little Lili, co with your uncle to see him quickly, he has sothing important to tell you!"