Tearing the Prince's Clothes after Withdrawing Marriage Chapter 397 - 396 Actually, I Really Kind of Like You

Yu Linglong took Feng Yexuan’s pulse.

For a long ti, she did not withdraw her fingers.

This pulse...

Chu Qianli spoke indifferently, "Miss Yu, if you have finished taking the pulse, please tell the Empress Dowager truthfully. If I find that you have concealed anything, I will ask the Empress Dowager to invite another Imperial Physician to give the Prince a diagnosis."

"Are you threatening ?" Yu Linglong gritted her teeth and lowered her voice, "Chu Qianli, don’t think I can’t deal with you."

"Even if I don’t deal with you, do you really think that after Yexuan recovers, the Emperor won’t find a way to deal with you? How naïve you are!"

"Whether I am naïve or not is none of your business, Miss Yu. Have you finished taking the pulse?"

Chu Qianli’s voice was not as deliberately lowered as hers.

Although she didn’t speak loudly, the Empress Dowager standing by the slightly open door must have heard her.

Sure enough, upon hearing this, the Empress Dowager imdiately showed displeasure, "Linglong, what is the result?"

If Yu Linglong continued to be reckless as before, the Empress Dowager would no longer tolerate her!

This matter concerned Xuanxuan’s life; the Empress Dowager had given Yu Linglong one chance and would not give her a second!

"Empress Dowager, I am here," said Yu Linglong, imdiately adopting a gentle deanor.

The color in Linglong’s eyes swept over Chu Qianli’s face. By the ti she stepped out, her expression had turned tender and soft.

"Empress Dowager, the Prince’s pulse is peculiar, sotis light and weak, sotis steady and gentle. I... am not able to determine the Prince’s condition yet."

"Could there be any danger?" asked the Empress Dowager with a concerned face.

"That, we need to ask Miss Chu," Yu Linglong was not willing to take responsibility.

Whether there was any danger was Chu Qianli’s affair.

The Empress Dowager imdiately looked inside, but Chu Qianli’s voice ca from the room, "Rest assured, Empress Dowager, the Prince’s condition has already improved. Give a few more days, and he will certainly awaken."

The Empress Dowager was also skeptical.

But since even Yu Linglong could not provide a clear explanation, she now had no choice but to rely on Chu Qianli.

"Then... you tend to Xuanxuan properly with acupuncture; I shall not disturb you anymore," said the Empress Dowager.

"Leng Ji, see the Empress Dowager out," Chu Qianli commanded solemnly.

Leng Ji imdiately approached the Empress Dowager, bowed, and said, "Please, Empress Dowager."

Liujin hurriedly closed the door, cutting off any chance for the Empress Dowager to peer inside.

In reality, the Empress Dowager was only concerned about Feng Yexuan and did not wish to get involved in any scheming.

Finally, she left.

Leng Ji personally escorted her away.

"Ali..." Long Ziyue also showed so concern.

Once again, Chu Qianli’s voice arose, "Liujin, take Ziyue back to her room to rest and check her pulse along the way."

"Okay," Liujin was very curious about what was happening inside.

Why did Miss Chu say that the Prince’s condition had improved when Yu Linglong could not make a diagnosis?

Logically, even if Yu Linglong’s dical skills were not as good as Chu Qianli’s, her expertise was also undoubted.

Why did even she find the pulse strange and could not tell if it was good or bad?

So, was it good or not?

However, it was clear that Chu Qianli did not want Long Ziyue to co in.

So even with a bellyful of questions, Liujin left with Long Ziyue in the end.

Once everyone had left, Chu Qianli imdiately took out a syringe, drew up the dicine, and injected it into Feng Yexuan’s arm.

She then sat down by the bedside, staring at his face still white as paper, and whispered, "They’ve all gone... you can awaken now."

Although her voice was soft and she was trying to maintain calm,

Anyone familiar with her could detect the excitent in her words.

And the emotion.

Her voice had beco incredibly hoarse.

The exceptionally beautiful man lying on the bed moved his eyelids slightly, and finally, slowly opened his eyes.

He woke up.

He finally, truly woke up!

The dicine that the eldest senior brother sent her last night was so powerful!

At last, he was completely, thoroughly alive.

Chu Qianli’s nose turned sour, and tears almost rolled down.

But she was still not used to crying in front of anyone, especially, in front of this man who used to always bicker with her.

Yet she was really excited, so excited that her voice trembled, and her fingertips shook, "How do you... feel?"

Feng Yexuan’s face lacked much expression, as he turned his head, looking at her, staring unwaveringly.

"Do you want so water?"

Chu Qianli took a deep breath, trying hard to calm herself down.

"You can’t drink water directly right now, your body is still too weak, may I give you a few drops of light saltwater?"

Feng Yexuan still didn’t speak, only continued to watch her quietly.

Chu Qianli’s eyes couldn’t help but redden.

Without saying more, she got so light saltwater and fed it to him little by little with a syringe.

Feng Yexuan’s thin lips were severely cracked.

The saltwater slid down his throat, and his muddled gaze gradually beca clearer.

"You can’t drink too much right now; I’m afraid your body can’t take it all at once. Moreover, you’ve just hurt yourself again by forcibly exerting your power to make Yu Linglong fail to detect your pulse."

"You’re too weak at the mont, and your bodily functions haven’t fully recovered."

"After a cup of tea’s ti, I’ll feed you so more water, okay?"

But he still didn’t speak, only looked at her.

Chu Qianli felt uneasy. What exactly did his gaze an?

"Yexuan, what exactly is making you uncomfortable? Tell , and I can help you."

This ti, Feng Yexuan finally showed a slight reaction, his brow furrowing lightly?

"What exactly..."

"What did you call ?" his voice, hoarse from prolonged unconsciousness, strained extrely hard to erge.

It seed as if it had been stuck in his throat for a long ti, and squeezing it out was exceptionally difficult.

And it was so faint, one could hardly hear it.

But Chu Qianli still heard it.

Heard it, clear as day.

Her heart, once again, tightened painfully.

She took a deep breath, trying hard to remain calm, "Was I... really that an to you before?"

Feng Yexuan didn’t answer her question, his gaze still fixated on her face.

His eye finally rested on her thin lips.

His voice, as if crushed under a wheel, struggled to squeeze out another sentence, "What did you call ?"

Chu Qianli paused for a mont, her emotions tangled, unsure whether to feel heartache or helplessness.

Even in such a state of injury, his temperant remained unchanged, as stubborn as ever.

Still that stubborn, wilful, and slightly domineering person.

She sighed deeply, reached out, and took his large hand.

Her fingers tightened, holding his hand snugly between her own hands.

"If you allow it, from now on I will call you Yexuan, is that okay?"

The hand she enveloped clearly trembled.

Chu Qianli lowered her gaze to look at his hand with its attractive, slender lines, then, lifting her eyelids, she t his customarily cool gaze, which was now sowhat shaken.

She said softly, "From now on, let’s not fight, and I won’t bicker with you anymore, okay? Yexuan, I actually... really like you a bit."