Tearing the Prince's Clothes after Withdrawing Marriage Chapter 949 - 948: Behind Him, There Lies No Simple Tale

Establishing diplomatic relations, the most common strategy is, alliance through marriage.

Chu Qianli hadn’t forgotten, Commandery Princess Chu Feiyan of Nanming Country, when she last visited, had co to attend Prince Yexuan’s consort selection event.

And here she is again... to say she isn’t eyeing Prince Yexuan with great interest, Chu Qianli would not believe.

"Ali." Behind her, soone called out.

Chu Qianli turned her head and her face imdiately took on a smile, "Co over, let’s have so tea. Oh, and let introduce you to a very important person."

Fu Long approached the two and gave Feng Dingchu a cupped fist salute, "I am Fu Long, Ali’s friend."

Feng Dingchu waved a hand, "Please, take a seat."

Fu Long’s introduction rely ntioning he was Ali’s friend, with no hint of status or position, was sothing that Feng Dingchu could appreciate.

Here, the only reason for sitting down to tea was being Little Lili’s friend, unrelated to one’s status or station.

"This is my ninth uncle," Chu Qianli whispered.

"Ninth uncle?" Fu Long frowned.

As Empress of Longteng Country, there was no ’ninth prince uncle’ within the Longteng Imperial Family.

"Heh, a ninth uncle I acknowledge on my own. Anyway, he’s an uncle, but his na can’t be ntioned for now."

"I’ve t the ninth uncle." Since the na was inconvenient to ntion, Fu Long did not inquire further.

Ali’s ninth uncle should indeed be treated with the respect due to an elder.

However, although Fu Long had not yet clearly seen the other’s features, he had already made a guess in his mind.

Ninth uncle, that was a good title.

After all, his identity was a taboo within the Imperial City.

"It seems that this friend has already guessed my identity," Feng Dingchu saw through Fu Long’s thoughts at a glance.

Fu Long said helplessly, "I have been presumptuous, please forgive , Ninth Uncle."

"Why be so formal?" Chu Qianli couldn’t stand it when people were overly polite in front of her.

She lowered her voice, "You were poisoned in the palace and nearly perished, but it was Fu Long who helped get you out. Otherwise, how could you have lived till today?"

"Ali!" Fu Long gave her a look.

That incident was undoubtedly a taboo for the Prince, sothing that shouldn’t be ntioned.

Bringing it up carelessly was bound to wound his heart.

Yet, Feng Dingchu’s calm reaction was still beyond Fu Long’s expectations.

Feng Dingchu said indifferently, "Her tongue is sure to infuriate one to death without recompense. If I were to take her seriously, would I still be alive now?"

Hearing this, Fu Long breathed a sigh of relief.

He didn’t know what thods Ali had used to revitalize a man who had lost the will to live, but the fact that Prince Yexuan no longer sought death, that in itself was indeed a beautiful thing.

It seed Ali had gained another simple and pure friendship.

This fellow, always so easy to gain soone’s wholehearted devotion!

"The Nanming Country’s Princely Heir Hao and Commandery Princess Feiyan have arrived," Fu Long suddenly changed the subject, "Their visit this ti is to propose marriage."

"Are they really here for Prince Yexuan?"

The question was now beyond doubt.

She thought she could be detached, but hearing it firsthand, her heart still couldn’t help but twitch.

Just for a mont, that was all!

"Yes," Fu Long nodded, paying attention to the expression on her face.

"I think..." He leaned in closer, lowering his voice, "Prince Yexuan is not so simple, Ali, you’d better... rein in your feelings for the ti being."

"I no longer have any feelings for him."

However, the fact that Fu Long would make such a statent ant that Yexuan’s background was probably more complex than she had imagined.

Chu Qianli bit her lip, unable to help but ask, "Fu Long, what have you found? About Prince Yexuan?"