Tearing the Prince's Clothes after Withdrawing Marriage Chapter 444 - 443: Why is there a servile nature in front of

Feng Si moved along the corridor, seemingly searching for sothing.

Chu Qianli quickly followed him, "Hero, what are you looking for?"

That figure, with the sa height as Feng Yexuan... Sigh, what was she thinking about again?

Why did she constantly think of that man?

Feng Si turned around, his indifferent gaze falling upon her face.

Chu Qianli composed herself and asked with a smile, "What do you need, hero? I can help you look for it."

"Hungry." His voice was still very hoarse, not the deep and magnetic kind of hoarseness, but the kind that ca from injury.

It was as if speaking caused him pain.

"Hero, your throat..."

Feng Si seed unwilling to talk to her, uninterested in anything unrelated to his needs.

He turned to leave, to continue his search.

Chu Qianli imdiately followed him, "We don’t have a dining hall here, our als are all prepared temporarily, and at this ti, the cook has already rested."

Feng Si stopped in his tracks; looking at his figure from behind, there appeared to be a certain austerity.

He looked weary from travel, it was unclear how long he had been on the road before he arrived.

"Hero, how about this, you go back to your room, and I’ll imdiately get you sothing to eat."

Based on his performance tonight, driving away so many dicine n single-handedly, Chu Qianli couldn’t help but feel an indescribable respect for him.

Moreover, the dicine n had only retreated temporarily and it was unknown when they might return.

This Feng Si was truly their talisman; she had to ensure he was well-fed and well-looked after.

After thinking it over, Feng Si finally turned and went back to his own chamber, casually closing the door behind him.

Chu Qianli hurriedly found a small room and ordered so instant-boiling hotpot from Taobao.

Fifteen minutes later, she brought steaming food to Feng Si’s door and knocked.

Feng Si had already fallen asleep, his snoring faint but deep, as if he was truly exhausted.

Indeed, having co from who knows where, travel-worn, and imdiately taking on hundreds of dicine n upon arrival, how could he not be tired?

Just as Chu Qianli pushed the door open, Feng Si awoke.

His tall fra sat up in bed, bearing an air of soone who commanded the world.

Chu Qianli doubted her eyes; no matter how she looked, Feng Si seed incredibly noble.

Even though his robe was dirty with bloodstains.

"Hero, I’ve brought you food, but your clothes..."

The blood of the dicine n was poisonous, and to keep wearing them without fear of being contaminated with the venomous fluid was concerning.

After setting down the food, she looked around his room and said with suspicion, "Hero, it seems... you haven’t brought any luggage?"

"Forgot." He said, his hoarse voice truly uncomfortable to listen to.

It made her feel sorry for him.

"Then... should I find you so clothes?"

She went out and from Feng Wuya’s luggage, she fetched a set of attire.

When she returned, Feng Si had already wiped clean all the food on the table.

It was evident that he had been famished.

Could it be that he had not eaten or drunk for days while rushing over?

For so reason, she felt a sense of pity in her heart.

"Sir, this place is not very accommodating, and we don’t have a bath tub for you to bathe and change. However, there’s a stream not far behind, its water is very clear, and it’s suitable for bathing and changing."

"I don’t wear such clothes." Feng Si actually looked disdainful.

"These clothes... are quite nice," Chu Qianli didn’t understand what he found so objectionable.

Wuya’s attire was white, clean, and simple, even the material was certainly of the highest quality.

With his height and likely good body, he would definitely look nice in them.

Why did he express disdain?

But Feng Si’s temperant was indeed as difficult as Feng Wuya had said.

His eyes darkened, and he said displeased, "Get ... a set of black clothes."

"You don’t like white?"

So it was a matter of color.

However, Feng Wuya’s clothes were mostly light-colored; she was uncertain if there were any in black.

"I’ll go and see."

"I won’t wear clothes worn by others," Feng Si’s requirents were indeed unique.

Chu Qianli was sowhat surprised; this hero wasn’t easy to serve.

"I... I’ll think of sothing."

There should be ancient costus for sale on Taobao, but new ones, unwashed...

Chu Qianli went out and soon returned, carrying two black ancient costus.

Feng Si’s thick eyebrows furrowed again: "They sll."

"Of course, new clothes have... Alright, I’ll wash them, but they won’t dry quickly. For tonight... can you wear your own undergarnts?"

Feng Si gave no response and stepped out the door.

Chu Qianli chased after him: "Hero, where are you going?"

He still said nothing; his temper was both stubborn and unpleasant.

But they needed him!

What if the dicine Man ca back? How would they handle it?

Chu Qianli had never been so humble in all his life, but for so reason, humbling himself before this man didn’t seem to provoke his anger. Why?

He was born with a certain nobility that made you feel, at first glance, that this person was superior.

And who knew where this submissive nature ca from...

It turned out Feng Si was going to bathe in the nearby river.

After Chu Qianli followed, he was hit by a piece of clothing, forcing him to avert his gaze.

"Do you enjoy watching n bathe?" Feng Si’s voice was cold.

Chu Qianli almost laughed in frustration: "I was just... going to wash clothes for you, hero!"

This was madness! For no reason at all, how did he beco a maid?

And willingly?

The world had beco strange indeed.

Chu Qianli, holding the clothes he had bought, went to the other side of the river, squatted down, took out soap, and began washing the clothes.

"By the way, hero, I have shampoo and body wash here; would you like to try them?"

She threw two bottles over: "Use the blue bottle for washing your hair; it will make it very smooth and sleek! The pink bottle is body wash; it will get your body very clean..."

The person on the other side had already started bathing, seemingly accepting her offer, right?

It seed that despite his difficult personality, his willingness to try new things was still strong.

"Hero, would you like a towel? How about an exfoliating scrub? Hero..."

"Shut up!"

Chu Qianli shrugged.

Fine, no more fawning.

Why did he want to be so good to him? Surely it was because he was so impressive fighting the dicine Man tonight.

Otherwise why would she volunteer to be a maid?

It was utterly incomprehensible.

After washing the clothes, she would go back to sleep and not bother with him anymore.

That was what she thought to herself, but minutes later, she couldn’t help but ask: "Hero, would you like a bath towel?"

"..."

...The night was getting deeper.

Fu Long, carrying a roast chicken, knocked on Chu Qianli’s door.

"Ali, look what tasty treat I’ve brought you."

The door opened, but the person inside was Long Ziyue.

The smile on Fu Long’s lips stiffened: "Commandery Princess Pingyue, how co... you’re here?"

Long Ziyue looked into his eyes.

A mont ago, those eyes clearly showed a sense of joy and anticipation.

But upon seeing her, that anticipation vanished in an instant.

Sothing flashed through Long Ziyue’s heart, and suddenly, she seed to understand.

"The person you like... turns out to be Ali."