Tearing the Prince's Clothes after Withdrawing Marriage
Chapter 1327 - 1326: Even Targets His Own Flesh and Blood

Chapter 1327: Chapter 1326: Even Targets His Own Flesh and Blood

Lan Fan’s team headed back toward the village.

Feng Yexuan and Chu Qianli walked behind them.

"What kind of medicine did you just give him?" Although the Prince Feng Yexuan was of unmatched nobility, he couldn’t help but let a hint of curiosity slip.

According to the reports from his spies, Lan Fan was a master of poisons with exceptionally deep knowledge of toxic substances.

Could this damned woman’s methods with poison really be so formidable that even Lan Fan couldn’t see through them at all?

He knew that she was skilled at saving lives, but he had never realized she was also skilled in poisoning.

"Chocolate." Chu Qianli tilted her head and glanced at him.

Chocolate?

What kind of nonsense was that?

Wait a second, there did seem to be a faint trace of something like that in his memories...

Wasn’t that the stuff Jinrui had been particularly fond of eating before...?

Feng Yexuan’s eyes darkened as he sharply lowered his head, staring intently at her face.

This woman!

This... this absurdly strange woman!

She actually gave Lan Fan a piece of a sweet treat that children loved and tricked him into believing it was poison?

"I never said I couldn’t use poison. It’s just that I don’t like relying on such methods, that’s all. However, considering Lan Fan’s deep expertise in poisons, ordinary poisons wouldn’t pose much of a threat to him."

As for her, she couldn’t craft an exceptionally potent poison in such a short time either.

Unlike Lan Fan, who was always thinking about harming others, she naturally didn’t keep an arsenal of poisons on hand in her daily life.

"But he..."

"This thing doesn’t exist in your time period." After all, Feng Yexuan already knew she had transmigrated here from the future.

This made explaining things to him rather convenient.

He absolutely wouldn’t have tasted anything like this before.

Feng Yexuan didn’t press her further, because, after all, walls have ears.

Precisely because he hadn’t tasted it before, ignorance left room for boundless imagination.

The more one imagined, the more terrifying it became.

Still... "Are you really going to have him hold the public prayer ceremony tomorrow? Don’t you usually scoff at this kind of thing?"

For someone like Chu Qianli, things like blessings and prayers were equivalent to superstition.

She had mentioned such things offhandedly before.

In truth, Feng Yexuan found his own memories of her strangely unsettling.

He clearly remembered many things. He knew they had endured plenty of hardships together.

Yet somehow, while he had the experiences and the memories, all the emotions attached to them were utterly absent.

It was like having tasted a certain food, but when that food was placed before him now, he couldn’t recall what it actually tasted like.

A deeply unsettling feeling.

His long fingers rested on his temple, his brows furrowing slightly.

"Do you feel like your memories are strange?"

"How do you know?" His expression darkened.

He hated when things he couldn’t unravel himself seemed so transparent to others.

"Prince Feng, your arrogance and conceit are misplaced—you don’t need to treat everything with such excessive caution."

The matter of Fen Ling planting the Poisonous Insect Poison in him, casting an Illusion Technique, and hypnotizing him wouldn’t be worth discussing with him until she figured out how to undo it.

Likewise, as long as she could find a way to dispel the hypnotism and poison within him, there’d be no need for her to explain anything; he would figure out everything on his own.

Still, Hua Rong’s actions to stop Feng Yexuan from being with her were beyond ruthless—she’d even poisoned her own biological son. This woman was ten-thousand times more cold-blooded than she had anticipated!

This was something Chu Qianli had not foreseen.

Even a tiger would not harm its cubs. Clearly, that saying did not apply to Hua Rong.

She stared ahead at the carriage in the distance and the guards flanking it. After a long moment, she said flatly:

"I don’t believe Lan Fan will contribute anything useful, but if the ceremony can calm the hearts of the people, it’s not a bad solution. Besides, I need the time anyway—to wait for my new medicine to arrive."