Tearing the Prince's Clothes after Withdrawing Marriage-Chapter 1331 - 1330: Soon, There Will Be No More Wild Thoughts

Chapter 1331: Chapter 1330: Soon, There Will Be No More Wild Thoughts

The person in his heart was still her, and only her.

This was something that had never been in doubt.

Feng Yexuan was completely certain that the woman at the tip of his heart was Fen Ling.

Every night, in the dead of midnight dreams, the face he saw deep in his heart—the woman he had sworn in his dreams to protect with his life—was undeniably her. novelbuddy-cσ๓

But now, when she insisted he say it aloud, for some inexplicable reason, he suddenly didn’t want to say it.

He pressed his lips together, silent.

A wave of unease and fear swept through Fen Ling’s heart.

"Yexuan..."

"It’s late. I will escort you back to rest."

"Yexuan!" He was avoiding her question!

Fen Ling’s unease grew heavier!

Feng Xi hadn’t arrived yet, and Hua Rong’s blood for the Heavenly Silkworm was still en route. Right now, she couldn’t reinforce the Poisonous Insect Poison in Feng Yexuan’s body.

Yet, he was already showing signs of waking up.

The face in his heart—if she didn’t deepen the hypnotism soon, it wouldn’t be long before it reverted to Chu Qianli’s face!

She was truly panicking.

Currently, all the tenderness Feng Yexuan showed her was originally meant for Chu Qianli.

Others didn’t know, and perhaps not even Chu Qianli herself knew—but she knew, clearer than anyone.

If not for the combination of Poisonous Insect Poison and hypnotism that she had used to forcibly imprint her face onto the image in his heart, how could he possibly show her even a shred of affection?

Where exactly had Feng Xi gone now? How much longer would it take her to arrive?

"Yexuan, you’ve been working hard all day today. You must be exhausted. Why don’t I play a tune for you to help you sleep?"

Playing a tune to help him sleep... This was something that, for Feng Yexuan, already seemed like a distant memory.

Yet, somehow, after merely two days, it felt as though it had never even existed.

"I feel fine today. There’s no need..."

"I wasn’t able to help with the tasks outside because of my frail health, and I already feel so terribly guilty in my heart."

Fen Ling tightly held onto his hand, which showed some resistance. Her gaze was firm, laced with earnest pleading.

"Yexuan, let me play a tune to help you rest. Once you’ve rested well, you’ll have the energy to go out tomorrow and continue helping the people."

Feng Yexuan moved his lips, about to say that he wanted to go help the people right now.

In that wretched woman’s house, there was still an abundance of tasks waiting to be done.

Xi Jiu had his own affairs to tend to and couldn’t stay in her room to help for long periods.

Once he left, that wretched woman would inevitably soldier on alone until dawn.

He genuinely wanted to return and help her.

But Fen Ling...

"Would that be alright? Yexuan, let me play just one tune for you, so you can get a proper rest. Consider it my way of contributing to the people too, won’t you?"

He still didn’t speak.

Ultimately, Fen Ling changed her approach: "Once you’re asleep, I’ll leave and return to get some rest myself. Does that sound acceptable?"

"Alright." Feng Yexuan didn’t refuse again. Without even taking off his outer robe, he lay down directly on the bed.

A fleeting glimmer of darkness passed through Fen Ling’s eyes.

Was he planning to feign sleep so that she would leave quickly, and he could go looking for Chu Qianli?

Just how desperate was he to escape her entanglement?

Despite the mounting resentment in her heart, Fen Ling’s face remained soft and tender.

Especially when she looked at him—her eyes overflowed with gentle affection, like water.

But Feng Yexuan chose to close his eyes.

For reasons unknown, he didn’t want to meet her gaze at all.

He didn’t want to be the kind of man who broke faith, but why was it that being with her brought him no joy whatsoever?

His head began to ache faintly, and gradually, the pain started to return to its previous, excruciating intensity.

"Does it hurt?"

At some point, Fen Ling had come to stand at the bedside, holding her Jade Flute in her hand.

"It’s alright, Yexuan. Listen to my tune, and very soon, the pain will go away. Very soon, you’ll stop overthinking!"

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