My Aloof Lord Ex-Husband Begs for Remarriage
Chapter 207 - 208 Found the Evidence

Chapter 207: Chapter 208 Found the Evidence

Not many men can resist the allure of a woman’s invitation.

Lin Fuying didn’t believe it. She had offered herself willingly, but Ye Yunting still managed to restrain himself.

"Brother, just fulfill this wish of Yingying’s."

Her fingers were provocatively teasing around his waist.

Ye Yunting’s body stiffened in an instant, a wave of irritation surging within him.

"Let go," he said coldly.

"No, Yingying will not let go of Brother Yunting," Lin Fuying said as she tiptoed and gently breathed on Ye Yunting’s neck.

In the next instant, she felt her body lifted into the air, and then Ye Yunting harshly threw her out.

The moment she hit the ground hard, her mind was completely blank.

Ye Yunting furrowed his brows as he glanced at her, then decisively turned and walked away.

Only after Ye Yunting had gone did Lin Fuying come to her senses, feelings of shame and anger creeping up on her, her face turning red with fury.

After going as far as she had, why was Ye Yunting still indifferent? Why!

It took Lin Fuying smashing many vases before she calmed down.

Eventually, she still believed that Ye Yunting’s refusal to touch her was all because of Chu Nanli!

If only Chu Nanli were dead!

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"She didn’t cry or make a fuss after being put in the firewood shed?"

After leaving Lin Fuying’s courtyard, Ye Yunting happened to run into Ye Yi, who had just finished delivering blankets.

Ye Yi pursed his lips slightly.

He felt that the Prince did care about the Princess Consort; it was just that his personality was too dominant.

The Prince was always decisive and ruthless towards those who defied him.

But after all, the Princess Consort was his wife—how could he treat her like others?

"Replying to the Prince, the Princess Consort has been very cooperative, but the environment in the firewood shed is very poor," Ye Yi said.

Ye Yunting frowned.

He certainly knew the firewood shed was in poor condition.

"She didn’t beg for mercy?" Ye Yunting continued.

Ye Yi nodded helplessly.

A person with the pride of the Princess Consort, how could she beg anyone easily; it was clearly impossible to imagine.

If the Princess Consort could act submissive and attentive to a man’s wishes like the Concubine, their relationship wouldn’t be so tense.

Ye Yunting’s expression darkened, a flash of irritation passing through his eyes.

"Then keep her locked up," he stated coldly.

In the smoky firewood shed, Chu Nanli naturally had no intention of staying; she stayed in her space tending to the medicinal herbs she was cultivating.

The medicinal herbs in the space could now be harvested, and she no longer needed to search around for them as before.

The feeling of self-sufficiency was pleasant.

She called out to Nanny Hua, and together, they harvested and dried the herbs, which made time pass quickly.

Until, she heard rustling sounds outside the firewood shed.

She stepped out of the space.

Approaching the window of the firewood shed, she saw a figure climb in.

"Chu Yi?"

Recognizing the person’s face, Chu Nanli was somewhat surprised.

"How did you get here?"

Chu Yi looked at the crude and dirty environment of the firewood shed and then at the Princess Consort with her delicate features, feeling a bitter taste in his heart.

The Princess Consort and Ye Yunting were husband and wife, after all; he did not understand how Ye Yunting could bear to see his woman suffer like this.

A surge of anger rose in his heart but was quickly suppressed.

"Princess Consort, I’ve found out about the matter at Xingshan Temple," he said in a strictly official tone.

Chu Nanli’s heart raced with excitement.

Just today, she had been worried that her pregnancy would eventually become impossible to hide.

Although she had crafted the illusion that she was infertile, she knew her belly would eventually reveal the truth.

But with the evidence from Xingshan Temple, her situation would be completely different.

"What have you found out?" Chu Nanli asked, restraining her excitement.

"Does the Princess Consort know of Sheep’s Fescue?"