Tearing the Prince's Clothes after Withdrawing Marriage Chapter 851 - 850: Is she Yu Linglong?

"Sir..."

"I’ve grown a bit tired of that title," Feng Dingchu, who was walking in front, stopped and turned to look at her.

That one glance, for so reason, gave Chu Qianli the impression that he felt very lost inside.

Of course, the sir’s bad mood had nothing to do with her.

It seed he always harbored a lot of sorrow in his heart, but his face often carried a touch of a smile.

This gentle and graceful man, what kind of hurt had he endured to beco like this?

"Achu," she called out.

Feng Dingchu was taken aback, sowhat bemused.

From sir to Achu, wasn’t that quite a leap?

"I am your elder..."

"An elder who doesn’t act his age, showing none of the appropriate dignity."

Chu Qianli caught up with him and stuffed a small bottle into his hand, "This dicine won’t cure your rhinitis, but if your nose is blocked, spraying it will clear it up."

Although rhinitis is truly hard to cure, as most dicines only offer symptomatic relief rather than a cure,

being able to breathe freely when your nose is blocked is definitely the greatest happiness for soone with rhinitis.

Feng Dingchu cherished it as if it were a treasure.

He dreaded most the nights when his nose would be blocked during sleep; it was torture.

"Alright, for this bottle of dicine, I owe you a favor, and later..."

"You, do you only rember the favors you owe others, and never the ones owed to you?"

Not sure if that trait was simply too kind.

"You’ve helped so much, allowed to beco myself again, so it’s who owes you."

"Good, you owe , and one day, I will co to collect."

He truly left this ti.

Telling her to go back to those she should be with, but who would be by his side on this New Year’s Eve night?

Presumably, no one.

He seed optimistic, but in fact, he was very lonely.

All those years, not daring to show his true face, must have caused him unsoothable pain.

After returning to the Imperial City and helping her change her face, was he about to leave?

"Achu!" Chu Qianli, not even clear on why she did it, suddenly chased after him again.

Feng Dingchu stopped one more ti, turned around, and looked at her, "What is it?"

"You’re only thirty-two years old, in my hotown, at that age you would still be considered a ’young at’."

He didn’t understand what she ant.

Chu Qianli’s voice followed the breeze, "Don’t live so old-fashioned, you’re just a youngster, live like a young person from now on!"

Feng Dingchu stared at her and, after a good while, just cracked a faint smile.

"Alright."

This ti, he really left.

His seemingly leisurely steps allowed him to quickly distance himself from the top of the mountain.

Watching his receding figure, Chu Qianli let out a sigh of relief.

Inside, she felt an inexplicable sense of loss.

He had done what he ca to do, helped her face return to its own, and fulfilled his promise to Feng Wuya.

Was he going to leave the Imperial City next?

In this lifeti, would there still be an opportunity to et again?

After all, he was Wu Chenzi, a reclusive and elusive figure who ca and went without a trace.

How many wished for just a glimpse of Wu Chenzi in their lifeti but never got the chance?

They probably would never see him again, right?

So loss...

Chu Qianli went back to where she had been, packed up the tent and her belongings into the Universe Chain, and then started walking towards the exit of the dense forest.

Yet, this ti, before she could get back to the Prince Residence, she was intercepted by a group of soldiers!

Leading the troops that ca to capture her was Jinghong, a guard close to Feng Qihe!

"Yu Linglong, how dare you escape from the Prince Residence! n, take her down!"