Tearing the Prince's Clothes after Withdrawing Marriage
Chapter 1329 - 1328: Can’t Cure, Can’t Control

Chapter 1329: Chapter 1328: Can’t Cure, Can’t Control

"Prince, this maid has something urgent to discuss!" From outside, the maid’s voice sounded.

It was one of the maids serving Fen Ling.

Hearing this, Feng Yexuan’s gaze instinctively fell on Chu Qianli.

"You... have never had anyone serving by your side?" Suddenly, he realized this question.

Chu Qianli was engrossed in measuring the quantities of two medicinal herbs, not even bothering to lift her head.

"Does Xi Jiu and Shiyi count?" Originally, there was also Fu Ning, but Fu Ning was currently busy tending to the injured Lan Qing and couldn’t accompany her this time.

"Naturally, they do not count." Feng Yexuan cast a glance at Xi Jiu.

Xi Jiu shrugged. "It’s the Princess who doesn’t need anyone to wait on her; it’s not me being cruel to her."

Could it be that it looked as though he was being blamed?

This Prince Yexuan was finally beginning to show some concern for their Princess again?

As for matters of love, Xi Jiu didn’t understand, and he chose not to dwell on it.

"I have hands and feet; I don’t need anyone to wait on me," Chu Qianli said casually.

Even when Fu Ning was around, she didn’t often require her to serve by her side.

Let alone now, in such harsh circumstances—any spare hands were busy elsewhere, and no one had the time to serve her.

Feng Yexuan said nothing but, somehow, comparisons began to form in his heart.

"Prince, the lady is feeling unwell; please return to see her," the maid outside pleaded again.

Chu Qianli finally paused her work and raised her head, looking toward Feng Yexuan, who was sitting a short distance away.

He seemed to be hesitating.

"If you’re worried, then go back to check on her," Chu Qianli said, though she herself couldn’t precisely pinpoint how she felt at this moment.

It wasn’t meant as sarcasm.

But for him to stay here while his thoughts lingered on another woman—it wasn’t a good situation either.

In the end, Feng Yexuan packed the last pouch and stood up.

Without casting a glance at anyone else, he left.

Xi Jiu sighed quietly, "Princess, do you truly care about Prince Yexuan?"

"Why should I care about him?" Even if she wished to save him, it was only saving him, nothing more.

Between them, there was no going back to the past.

"Princess, I can see it clearly—Prince Yexuan has no desire to return to that woman, Fen Ling."

It wasn’t Xi Jiu being unnecessarily meddlesome; it was simply an obvious truth.

"What’s more, Princess, you know full well that he’s under the Poisonous Insect Poison, yet you still let him return. Isn’t that leading a lamb to the slaughter?"

"Rest assured, with Prince Yexuan’s skills, no one can force him to do something he doesn’t want to do."

"But what if the poison drives him to act in ways against his will?"

Xi Jiu couldn’t believe that she genuinely didn’t care at all.

A flicker of dimness crossed Chu Qianli’s eyes.

But she quickly returned to the task at hand, refusing to let her thoughts linger.

She mustn’t dwell on it—thinking about it would only bring discomfort to her heart.

Even if the Poisonous Insect Poison was cured, there remained a vast, insurmountable chasm between the two of them.

Long before he was poisoned, he had already ceased to have feelings for her.

What was there to ruminate on?

"What’s more, over time, emotions can grow. If you allow him to stay by Fen Ling’s side indefinitely, who can guarantee he won’t eventually let go of that woman?"

A moment ago, Prince Yexuan had no intention of returning, but when he heard Fen Ling was unwell, he still showed concern.

This, too, Xi Jiu could clearly discern.

"If I tried to stop him, would he listen to me?"

Chu Qianli cast him a complicated glance. "Xi Jiu, you don’t understand him. I don’t understand him. All I can do is try to remove the Poisonous Insect Poison for him. As for whose heart he holds, that’s something I can neither heal nor control."