Tearing the Prince's Clothes after Withdrawing Marriage Chapter 849 - 848: Universe Chain, Originally Not Yours

The feeling of surviving a calamity, it turned out to be so good.

Lying on the grass, I looked up at the sky above.

Despite the chilly breeze on my body, shivering coldly, I felt very fortunate to be able to see the blue sky and the green clouds.

At least, I was still alive.

"I’ve changed," Chu Qianli ca out of the makeshift tent and walked up to Feng Dingchu.

"I have so ancient Hanfu costus left here, would you like to try them?"

Chu Qianli’s gaze swept over him and she nodded, "Hmm, it seems our sizes are quite similar, even in height."

Both were close to one ter and ninety centiters tall and had muscular builds – the kind that seed slender in clothes but revealed well-defined muscles when undressed, the epito of an excellent figure.

Not to say, upon closer inspection, there was even a slight resemblance between them.

"Those who don’t know might think you’re Yexuan’s elder brother!" Chu Qianli said this in jest.

However, Feng Dingchu felt a slight tremor in his heart.

Seeing the fleeting shadow in his eyes, Chu Qianli narrowed hers and, bending down, leaned closer to him.

"It can’t be true, can it?"

"What?" Feng Dingchu looked down, avoiding her gaze.

"Your surna is Feng, you know that woman, and it feels like you’ve known her for many years. You and Yexuan, even the Fourteenth Prince, have so... um, similarities, don’t you? Are you really part of the Imperial Family?"

"I’m not," Feng Dingchu sat up, took the clothing from her hands, and quickly walked into the tent to change.

How could he not be? Clearly, he was avoiding her gaze, feeling guilty, right?

He truly was a mber of the Imperial Family, but whether he was the brother of Feng Yexuan and the Fourteenth Prince or an elder, she did not yet know.

Qiansui City, the War God Prince...

No way!

Was he the War God Prince of the previous generation of Beiming? The Ninth Prince?

Feng Dingchu had changed into his new clothes and had just stepped out of the tent when he heard a call, "Ninth Royal Uncle!"

His expression changed abruptly, and he looked up sharply.

But he saw Chu Qianli smiling at him playfully: "It’s you! It really is you! The War God Ninth Prince, the Lord Qiansui who beca famous in his youth!"

Feng Dingchu’s expression was not very pleasant, but he quickly adjusted his mood.

He was neither angry nor sad anymore.

Just sowhat helpless.

"Being too smart as a kid isn’t necessarily good."

"I’m not a kid."

"Where are you not a kid?" Feng Dingchu’s gaze swept over her, and finally, he smiled slightly: "Compared to the average sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl, you are indeed quite small."

Chu Qianli was initially a bit puzzled by what he ant.

Not until she looked down herself.

Just one glance, and her face imdiately turned beet red!

"I’ve just lost weight recently!" she protested. She wasn’t always like this, where... where she was flat as an airport?

No, she wasn’t flat, just that the clothes were a bit loose!

Right, she really had lost weight, and the clothes she used to wear now felt very loose...

She didn’t understand why, given that she was eating and drinking well, why she wasn’t gaining weight and instead kept slimming down?

But what did it have to do with him?

"You are not respecting your elders!" Chu Qianli exclaid indignantly.

Feng Dingchu had already looked away and sat aside, waving her over: "Girl, co here."

Chu Qianli walked over, still sowhat huffy.

"I’ll grow quickly!" she asserted. Her current physique was definitely not her true potential!

"All right, co here, let see your hand."

Naturally, Feng Dingchu, being an elder, would not argue with her about this.

In his eyes, Chu Qianli was indeed just a child.

His hand fell upon her wrist, gently turning it over, and his brows slightly furrowed: "Why do you have Long Xiyue’s Universe Chain?"