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Tearing the Prince's Clothes after Withdrawing Marriage

On her wedding night, framed for infidelity and to be burnt alive? Chu Qianli laughed heartlessly, "I've already written the divorce letter for you, farewell." Feng Yexuan seized her firmly, his cold and sinister voice cutting through the air, "Thinking of leaving? The only way out is over my dead body!" … The Divine Doctor unexpectedly transmigrated into the unlearned Princess of Prince Xuan, and Chu Qianli only wanted to live an easy life without any ambitions. But she inadvertently caught the attention of the obsessive and insane Prince Xuan and accidentally got spoiled to the heavens! One day. The officials approached with gloomy faces, "Prince, the Princess is causing chaos in the Golden Hall again, please reassert your authority!" Feng Yexuan knelt before his wife with a thud, presenting a "taming husband whip" with both hands, "Lili, I've ripped their mouths for you, can you be a little gentler?"

Half a Lifetime of Recklessness · Integral
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Chapter 464: This Woman, She's Somewhat Capable

For a long time, no one spoke in the room.

Tie Xin had gone back to rest as well.

Inside and outside the bedroom, all was silent, save for the occasional gust of wind outside the window.

After an indeterminate amount of time had passed, Feng Wuya finally sat up and gazed at the slender figure by the window.

"I owe her."

"What does it have to do with you?"

"A son ought to repay the debts of his mother; it's only natural," Feng Wuya leaned against the bedside, his gaze falling into an unnamed corner.

"Although Long Xiyue wasn't killed by my mother, she's still inextricably linked to her. In this lifetime, both my mother and I will forever be indebted to her, unable to ever clear our debt."

The person by the bed turned around, staring at his face, which remained distinct even in the dark night, "What do you plan to do?"

"I haven't figured it out yet, but I ought to do something for her."

Feng Wuya wasn't a pessimist, nor was he the type to wallow in self-pity.