Tearing the Prince's Clothes after Withdrawing Marriage Chapter 708 - 707: Worthy, She’s His Woman

Lady Xiaoyao’s fist ultimately did not descend upon Mr. Liujin.

In the face of a refined gentleman who harbored no ill will against her and rely followed orders, her heart couldn’t harden.

Mr. Liujin wasn’t a bad person, simply loyal to his own master.

"Miss, was your throat damaged by drinking poison?"

"What’s it to you?" Lady Xiaoyao glared at him, her attitude showing no signs of improvent.

However, Mr. Liujin was already quite content, at least he wasn’t beaten.

"I could prescribe so dicine for the miss’s treatnt..."

"My own dicine is better than yours."

"Alright, miss, I will report those exact words to the Prince, but since you’ve said as much, if you can’t heal your throat quickly, the Prince might just have your master taste so poison for fun."

"You!"

Lady Xiaoyao abruptly stood up.

Standing up too quickly, she actually felt dizzy and almost collapsed.

Mr. Liujin supported her for a mont before quickly retracting his hand.

He smiled and said, "Miss, you’ve overexerted yourself last night. It’s not advisable to go out today. Why not rest a bit more..."

"I want to see your damned Prince!"

"Then please take so dicine for your throat first, miss. If the Prince finds that there’s been no improvent in your throat, Ye Qingying’s throat might also keep you company."

Mr. Liujin left, for if he stayed any longer, he would have been beaten.

Dongqing stood guard on the side, feeling both afraid and amused.

She had never imagined that the normally gentle and proper Mr. Liujin could speak in such an amusing manner.

After Lady Xiaoyao cald down, Dongqing dared to cautiously and softly suggest, "Miss, I’ll pour you a cup of warm water. Perhaps you should... take so dicine first."

...

"The throat was damaged by poison?" asked Feng Yexuan, who was reviewing docunts in the study, his gaze montarily pausing.

"Yes, damaged from drinking poison. The lady herself knows she can cure it but has simply ignored it up to now," Mr. Liujin reported everything he knew from checking Lady Xiaoyao’s pulse to the Prince.

"So, Lady Xiaoyao chose to be poisoned willingly."

Feng Yexuan didn’t speak, his mind replaying images from last night.

The little girl lying on him, exhausted and begging for rcy, her trembling little body, so familiar it made his heart quiver.

That’s why, inadvertently, he had indulged a bit too much.

Even Mr. Liujin couldn’t help but add, "Prince, Lady Xiaoyao’s body... seems rather unusual, and I am unable to diagnose it. I’m not sure what’s wrong with her, just that... it’s sowhat strange."

Feng Yexuan’s eyes darkened.

Mr. Liujin hurriedly said, "My dical skills are not refined enough, and I beg the Prince to punish ."

"But looking at Lady Xiaoyao’s current condition, it seems not too serious. However, her pulse is very strange, and I genuinely have no solution."

"Is her life in danger?" Feng Yexuan urgently inquired, his gaze turning icy.

Mr. Liujin hastened to reply, "It doesn’t seem so at the mont, all bodily functions appear good. Although it’s strange, it’s still the pulse of a healthy person."

Feng Yexuan pondered deeply.

If even Mr. Liujin couldn’t diagnose it, how many in this world could?

She herself didn’t want her pulse checked; moreover, it is said that healers can’t heal themselves.

Unless, they could wait until the Ninth Prince returned...

"Also, Prince, Lady Xiaoyao seems to have overworked herself last night. The Prince should please... exercise restraint."

"You may leave now!" Feng Yexuan huffed coldly.

He was well aware of the need for restraint.

But if it was possible, would there be a need for his reminder?

Mr. Liujin left promptly.

No sooner had he left than Lady Xiaoyao arrived.

"Feng Yexuan, where is my master?"

Surprise flitted across Feng Yexuan’s detached eyes.

Her voice...

Then, a touch of pleasure surfaced in his eyes.

True to form, his woman, Divine Doctor Chu Qianli, did not earn that title for nothing.

Her voice was still hoarse, but it now carried a hint of Lili’s tone.

It had been only half an hour.

Feng Yexuan spoke indifferently, "Did you sleep well last night? Co here and let have a look at you."