"Try?"
Chu Qianli froze, her body stiff.
She tried hard to pull her hand out of his palm.
But with a slight exertion, a sharp pain shot through her shoulder blade.
It hurt so much that she couldn't help but let out a soft groan, tears almost welling up.
"If you don't want to hurt, then don't move around."
Feng Yexuan released his grip.
Just as Chu Qianli thought she had finally regained her freedom and was about to push him away,
The man's next action terrified her!
The large hand that had been holding her wrist suddenly pulled at her waist.
His usually indifferent eyes were now tinged with the dazzling glow of blooming peach blossoms. If the ladies saw him, they would surely be captivated.
In contrast, Chu Qianli's face was flushed, her hair disheveled.
She was wrapped in his outer robe, and the clothes underneath were vaguely visible, showing signs of being torn.
At this moment, she clutched her chest with both hands, her face a deep crimson.
Although she looked resentful, she was as shy as snow, utterly embodying the demure maiden!
She appeared incredibly shy and delicate, pitifully so, in a way no one had ever seen.
Qing Ming waited at the foot of the back mountain for over an hour.
Looking up, he finally saw the Prince descending slowly, carrying the Princess.
Qing Ming's heart sank.
His mood was somewhat heavy.
Anyone with eyes could tell that the Princess had attempted to escape via the waterways last night!
It was just that the Princess was injured quite severely. The Prince, who had been furious, calmed down after carrying her back, and even treated her with great care.
But this Princess had always been unrestrained and had been with countless men.
Thinking of this, Qing Ming felt that his Prince was being wronged.
"Your Highness!" Seeing them descend, Qing Ming hurried to meet them.
Chu Qianli had no idea someone was waiting at the foot of the mountain. Thinking that her body, wrapped in the outer robe, was still inadequately covered, she instinctively hid deeper into Feng Yexuan's embrace.
This shy demeanor warmed Feng Yexuan's heart, and he instinctively held her tighter.
When he looked at Qing Ming, the gentle warmth in his eyes instantly turned cold.
"Do you not want your eyes anymore?" he hummed indifferently, his presence commanding without anger.
Qing Ming was startled and quickly lowered his head, no longer daring to linger his gaze on Chu Qianli.
"Your Highness, the Duke has arrived, bringing his entire family to... apologize."
They had been waiting in the Prince's mansion hall for almost two hours.
The Prince and Princess had indeed spent a considerable amount of time on this mountain.
After so long, they must have done everything!
Qing Ming felt resentful, believing that their pure Prince had been defiled by Chu Qianli!
Qing Ming suppressed his anger and remained respectful before Feng Yexuan:
"The Duke brought his entire household to apologize, and the young ladies have been kneeling on the ground for nearly two hours!"
They were kneeling as if their lives depended on it, while the woman who had tried to escape was living so blissfully in the Prince's arms!
Qing Ming was filled with indignation: "If Your Highness does not go soon, the young ladies might faint!"
Your Highness, shouldn't you show a little tenderness?
Which of those young ladies was not better than Chu Qianli, that promiscuous woman in his arms?