Tearing the Prince's Clothes after Withdrawing Marriage Chapter 707 - 706: Wait Until You Finish Fighting, Then I’ll

"Miss, are you awake?" The maid carried a tray of hot water, carefully placed it on the table, and hurried over to the bedside.

"Don’t co any closer!" Xiaoyao imdiately stopped her.

Only when she spoke did she realize that her voice was incredibly hoarse.

As she had scread uncontrollably last night...

Her face flushed instantly but after the redness passed, it quickly turned pale.

Clutching the quilt to her body, Xiaoyao endured the discomfort in her legs and slowly sat up.

She didn’t know what she had gone through before, but last night, there was surprisingly no such... extre pain.

Yet, Feng Yexuan’s physical strength was sothing she could not bear at all.

In the beginning, she had fainted from anger, and had no idea how long she was out. By the ti she woke up, that damned man was still by her side.

What followed felt like a trip through hell.

Over and over again, until she passed out once more from a lack of strength...

That bastard!

Xiaoyao’s fists clenched tightly.

"Don’t co over, I can dress myself..." Seeing the clothes Dongqing was holding, she bit her lip and said in a hoarse voice, "Put them on the bed."

"Yes." Dongqing obediently placed the clothes down and then carefully retreated to the outer room.

It was a bit difficult for Xiaoyao to get dressed.

Her limbs were weak, she was severely lacking in strength, and most importantly, she was dehydrated.

Just as she finished dressing, with Dongqing’s help, she drank several cups of warm water and ate so snacks, when Liujin arrived.

"Miss, let take your pulse to see."

"I am a doctor myself; I don’t need you to bother," Xiaoyao said while showing strong resistance to all of Feng Yexuan’s people.

Even Dongqing serving her was very cautious.

However, Xiaoyao’s attitude towards Dongqing was still rather gentle.

Why make things difficult for a young girl who knew nothing?

Liujin ignored her hostility, smiling as he said, "Miss, although you have high dical expertise, it seems you never pay attention to your own throat. Please allow to take your pulse, alright?"

"Not necessary!"

"Miss, this is the Prince’s order, I’m only following orders."

Liujin’s words were gentle but held no trace of jesting, "I have no choice, either. If you don’t comply, I’ll have to use forceful ans."

"You can’t beat !" Xiaoyao’s face darkened, while True Qi imdiately surged beneath her palm.

But Liujin still wore a smile, his words gentle, "Miss, Jingri and Wangyue are waiting outside. True, I can’t beat you alone, but with their help, you can’t defeat us."

And of course, the most crucial point—Liujin uttered the threat with a smile, "Jian Wuying... no, you’re used to the na Ye Qingying."

"What have you done to my master?" Xiaoyao’s face changed imdiately, glaring at him with rage.

These bastards, each looking so kind and benevolent, always wore smiles that didn’t seem sinister.

But they dared to use her master as a threat!

Indeed, appearances are deceiving!

Liujin was aware of her disdain for him but didn’t mind, still smiling as he said, "Nothing much, just that if Miss refuses to listen, Ye Qingying may suffer a bit."

"You bastard, you dare!" Xiaoyao swung her fists and charged at him.

But as she took off too quickly, her legs felt sore and weak again, and the throbbing pain persisted.

It was really uncomfortable!

Yet her fist had already reached Liujin’s face.

Liujin sighed resignedly, prepared to take her beating.

The Prince’s orders were absolute, he had to obey, even at the cost of his life.

His voice remained soft, "I wouldn’t dare, but I can’t disobey the Prince’s commands. Miss, it doesn’t matter if you hit , I still need to check your throat. Once you’re done hitting , then I can take your pulse."