Knowing that Chu Qianli was in Ye Qingying's room, Feng Yexuan didn't say a word and threw off the covers and got out of bed.
"Prince, where are you going?" Leng Ji followed behind him.
"Where is Ye Qingying now?" Feng Yexuan's face was as cold as ice as he asked in a chilled voice.
"She is... in the western wing."
That woman's place!
Feng Yexuan clenched his palm and strode toward the western wing.
However, Ye Qingying wasn't in Chu Qianli's room but in the guest room next door.
The door was kicked open with a bang, and the man radiating coldness strode in.
He actually didn't know why he was so angry, yet he was very angry.
This time, he was indeed seriously injured, but he hadn't expected that while he lay unconscious, the woman he longed for had actually been keeping watch by another man's side.
Leng Ji was startled by his rage and was about to follow him, but unexpectedly, the Prince stopped at the door.