Tearing the Prince's Clothes after Withdrawing Marriage Chapter 842 - 841: There’s Always a Sense of Danger

Feng Dingchu seed sowhat innocent.

It was Chu Qianli, that curious girl, who brought it upon herself, and it’s not as if he had ever said he would tell anyone.

The anger Hua Rong directed at him seed like an undeserved disaster.

"For now, I don’t plan on telling anyone. Moreover, I no longer have any connection with that person. I won’t involve myself in your affairs, nor do I care."

"You’d better rember your own words!"

Hua Rong turned and with a wave of her hand commanded, "Take them to see the person in the dungeon!"

"Yes, Master." A black-clad woman stepped forward, her face expressionless, and said, "Please."

Chu Qianli glanced at Feng Dingchu.

She had caught a glimpse of the reluctance in Hua Rong’s eyes just now and felt sothing was off.

Feng Dingchu also seed rather cautious, but he still nodded, "If soldiers co, block them, if water cos, cover it with earth."

However, it seed his swimming skills were not very good. If water really did co, he probably wouldn’t be able to withstand it.

Chu Qianli had no idea what he was thinking and tugged at his sleeve, "Hmm."

The two followed the black-clad woman away.

Hua Rong, left in the hall, turned and watched their departing figures, a complex gleam passing through her eyes.

Indeed, there was so reluctance.

But, these two, they really could not stay.

The secret of yesteryear... Only the dead can keep secrets.

...In the secret passage, Chu Qianli tugged at Feng Dingchu’s sleeve once more, giving him a wink.

She felt uneasy about Hua Rong’s gaze. Could there be a problem?

Feng Dingchu also blinked back: Unknown, but the road ahead is definitely dangerous, be careful.

Chu Qianli nodded.

Yu Linglong was in Hua Rong’s hands, and to swap her face, she needed to get a hold of Yu Linglong.

Despite the dangers, this was a path they had to take.

She tugged at Feng Dingchu’s sleeve again, "If there’s danger later, we’ll withdraw imdiately. Don’t worry about Yu Linglong. This face isn’t that important to ."

Feng Dingchu nodded but said nothing.

The black-clad woman finally brought them to the front of the dungeon; the stone door was slowly pushed open by her.

"Please."

Feng Dingchu entered, and Chu Qianli followed behind him, but as the black-clad woman started to back away, Chu Qianli suddenly raised her long finger, touching the woman’s acupoint.

"What are you doing?" The black-clad woman’s face changed color.

Chu Qianli said indifferently, "Nothing much, just worried you might leave, and later we wouldn’t be able to open the Stone Chamber’s door."

The black-clad woman bit her lip and didn’t speak further, but her gaze was both fierce and ruthless.

Chu Qianli ignored her and searched her body, finding the string of dicine keys before following Feng Dingchu inside.

Yu Linglong sat in the corner, exuding an air of dishevelnt.

Upon seeing Feng Dingchu, her look was one of strangeness.

She initially wanted to ask Feng Dingchu for help, but upon seeing Chu Qianli enter behind him, she swallowed the plea for help.

How could soone allied with Chu Qianli possibly save her?

"Why does she look like she doesn’t recognize you?" Chu Qianli was a bit puzzled.

Feng Dingchu said lightly, "She hasn’t seen like this?"

Chu Qianli thought for a mont, and then it dawned on her.

His previous appearance was indeed unrecognizable.

His hair was half white, with a face full of Dahuzi.

It seems that Dahuzi had really been growing for a very long ti, many years.

On a whim, she had shaved it off for him, which now seed sowhat... rather miraculous.

Linglong in the corner widened her eyes.

She did not recognize the white-clothed man’s appearance, but... but she recognized his voice!

It was the unique, most lodious baritone in the entire world.

"You...you... sir... sir... is it you?"