Tearing the Prince's Clothes after Withdrawing Marriage Chapter 424 - 423: You still have a long way to go

Loyal Brother?

Chu Qianli turned to stone on the spot.

"I didn’t ask him..."

"I told him about your thoughts, and he agreed to accompany you on the trip."

Feng Wuya didn’t open his eyes, apparently really planning on sleeping.

"But..."

"Ali, I’m a bit tired." Feng Wuya’s voice was faint, carrying a hint of weary hoarseness.

He was truly tired.

Chu Qianli pouted and cast him a resentful glance.

Wuya still intended to push her towards his Loyal Brother.

But how could she possibly leave him and be with another man?

Those words lingered in her mind, continuously haunting her:

"You owe him, owe him for a lifeti..."

I won’t fall for anyone else! Definitely not! Even if he’s handsor and more charming, I definitely won’t!

Chu Qianli closed her eyes again and focused on regulating her breath with her cultivation.

But why did the vision of that person eating noodles still linger incessantly in her mind?

Damned dog of a man, what kind of hex had he put on her?

From now on, she would never watch him eat again!

Those lips dabbed with soup, tender and rosy, those perfect long fingers holding chopsticks, jade-like and slender, and those drooping eyebrows, with long eyelashes...

Chu Qianli suddenly opened her eyes wide!

Her breathing beca disordered by accident.

No, this won’t do!

She absolutely couldn’t keep thinking about it!

She couldn’t betray Wuya!

Suddenly, she jumped off the chair and quickly walked to Feng Wuya’s bedside.

Wuya, who was just about to fall asleep, was woken by her sowhat abrupt footsteps. He cracked open his eyes and looked at her: "Ali? What’s wrong?"

Chu Qianli took a deep breath and clenched her fists tightly.

After a while, she suddenly said in a deep voice, "Wuya, let’s get married!"

...

It was a sleepless night.

Chu Qianli was up due to constantly thinking about the matters concerning the Token of Long Xiyue, tossing and turning restlessly.

Feng Wuya was kept awake by her proposal of marriage, so startled that he didn’t feel sleepy the whole night.

As for a certain soone, he just happened to pass by — it was just a coincidence while passing by, when he heard that damned woman seducing another man into marriage, which infuriated him so much he wanted to vomit blood all night, how could he possibly sleep?

Chu Qianli finally fell asleep as the sky was about to brighten, but the next morning, before she woke up, she heard so noisy voices outside.

"The young miss just fell asleep this morning, and now..."

"It’s an urgent matter. The Prince said she must go to the hall imdiately."

It was Fu Ning and Leng Ji speaking.

Chu Qianli yawned and crawled out of bed.

Outside, she saw Leng Ji with an uncomfortable expression on his face.

"What’s the matter?" Chu Qianli stretched herself.

Insomnia really damages one’s Spiritual Qi, it’s so exhausting.

Leng Ji hesitated for a mont, but finally chose to evade: "Princess... Miss Chu, you should go to the hall as soon as possible, soone from the Marquess Residence has arrived."

"Soone from Grandfather’s place?" Thinking it over, Chu Qianli suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of panic.

"Alright... I’ll change my clothes and be right there."

She didn’t know why she suddenly beca so flustered, but sohow, her heart suddenly tightened up.

It felt like even her breathing beca rapid.

She washed up as quickly as she could and then imdiately followed Leng Ji to the hall.

From the Marquess Residence, a servant had co.

Not the butler, nor her uncle.

A servant...

Chu Qianli clenched her palms, now even more terrified.

Feng Yexuan sat in the chair, staring at her.

That look seed to demand her strength.

Chu Qianli’s legs went weak as she t Feng Yexuan’s gaze, as if she had understood sothing in her heart.

Yet, she dared not face it.

"Co here." Seeing her expressionless face, Feng Yexuan knew that the girl had guessed it.

Chu Qianli said nothing, never having been so obedient before, she walked ekly over to him.

She needed a bit of supportive strength, and this man, at this mont, inexplicably gave her a sense of security, as if he could shield her from the storm.

Even though she didn’t know why she felt this way, her body was softening, and she felt miserable...

"Lili, the old Marquess... he’s gone."

Chu Qianli’s legs truly gave out in an instant.

Feng Yexuan reached out and propped her up, looking at Leng Ji.

Leng Ji hurriedly bowed to the people from the Marquess Residence, "Thank you for informing us, the Prince and the miss will head there imdiately."

The servant bowed slightly and after presenting his respects, he turned and left.

Chu Qianli remained dazed for a long ti.

She did not even know what she was thinking, it was sothing she should have been ntally prepared for, her uncle had even told her to accept it.

The elderly will have their ti, after all.

But when truly faced with it, her body still went weak, her limbs still turned ice cold.

Her breathing, one breath after another, was feeble and weak.

"Have soone bring so tea and snacks over." Feng Yexuan glanced at Leng Ji.

Leng Ji acknowledged and was about to leave.

But Chu Qianli stamred, "I... have no appetite... my uncle needs , I want to go to the Marquess Residence."

Feng Yexuan waved his hand and Leng Ji imdiately went out to prepare the carriage.

After getting into the carriage, Chu Qianli sat in the corner, hugging her legs, lost in thought.

How much did she really feel for her grandfather? In truth, not much.

After all, they hadn’t spent much ti together.

Yet, her heart was in pain! There was a feeling of having truly lost a relative.

Such a kind grandfather, such a loyal grandfather, a grandfather who bore humiliations with great patience.

She hugged her legs tighter.

Feng Yexuan kept his gaze on her, at that small, pale face.

The carriage bounced slightly along the road, and after a while, he finally said, "If you want to cry, cry. No one will laugh at you."

"I don’t want to cry..."

But she still buried her face between her knees, letting her tears silently slide down.

Feng Yexuan himself hadn’t expected that after being angry all night, not even having the chance to express it, he had begun to feel sorry for her again.

Life is unpredictable.

"Eat sothing?" He offered a bun to her that he had Fu Ning prepare before they got into the carriage.

Chu Qianli shook her head.

Feng Yexuan said flatly, "Your uncle has no relatives left now. If you don’t eat, how will you comfort him?"

Chu Qianli suddenly looked up at him.

For so reason, she felt there was a different aning to his words.

But for the mont, she couldn’t figure out what it ant.

The bun Feng Yexuan held out to her again, "He is surely in more pain than you, so eat well and drink up, keep up your strength, so that when you arrive, you can properly comfort him."

His words seed to make so sense.

Chu Qianli bit her lip and raised the back of her hand to rub the corner of her eye.

Unintentionally, she rubbed two tears away.

But she did not cry, she was not used to crying.

Only, she did not know that this silent shedding of tears made her look even more pitiable.

Feng Yexuan felt a very powerless sensation.

She’s already so sad, why keep anything against her?

The words from last night about marrying Wuya, he would... dismiss them, not taking them to heart!

He pulled up his sleeve to dab at her face.

The motion was sowhat rough, but his voice was of a softness seldom heard from him, "Be strong. You have a long road ahead."