"Moreover, you and Yexuan are enemies, what makes you think I am willing to help you?"
Chu Qianli's every word seemed so logical.
Anyone else would have been at a loss for words.
But Feng Qihe, looking at her now, wore an air of composure, even a smile, "Simply because you came into my bedroom willingly, rather than being coerced by Jinghong."
Chu Qianli offered no rebuttal.
Perhaps, the most straightforward point was that the enemy of an enemy is a friend.
Now they had a common foe, Yu Linglong.
"Prince Qihe must have come to me because he truly has no other options left. I really don't understand how someone like Yu Linglong could cause you such a headache?"
Feng Qihe did not take the sarcastic remark to heart.
He opened his robe to reveal the occasionally agitated Poisonous Insect, allowing it to come into her view.
The sight instantly made Chu Qianli serious; she stepped closer, bent down to inspect it carefully, watching the blue shadow squirming in his veins.