Chu Qianli put away the silver needle and pulled up her slipped clothes.
Her collar was still slightly open, giving her a disheveled appearance.
But there was not the slightest hint of ambiguity about her.
"You've come to find me so late, you're not here to talk about love, are you!" she snorted coldly.
If Han Zhan could have looked at her then, he would have noticed the sarcasm in her words.
Unfortunately, he didn't dare to look at her now.
But his words ignited his anger: "You shameless woman! Why did you bully Chu Huaiyu?"
Chu Qianli thought something new had happened.
To her surprise, it was always the same accusations.
She couldn't even be bothered to explain: "I'll bully whoever I please, what does it have to do with you?"
"You admit it!" Han Zhan's heart sank.
Her past bullying of Huaiyu flashed back into his mind.
Including how she had hired some street thugs to ruin Huaiyu's reputation!
Han Zhan's eyes turned red with anger at the thought.
He strode forward, grabbed her wrist, and was so furious he wanted to crush her on the spot!
"Why must you be so wicked? Why can't you be a good person?"
Chu Qianli frowned deeply!
He was holding her left wrist.
Her left shoulder was in excruciating pain. She had just managed to administer acupuncture to herself, and the pain had slightly subsided.
Now, with his forceful pull, her shoulder was struck by a wave of intense pain.
It hurt so much that she almost screamed.
"Let... go." But she ultimately held back her cry.
She bit her lip and angrily said in a hoarse voice, "Get out!"
"You sent people to disfigure Huaiyu's face, and you still have the nerve to tell me to get out?"
Han Zhan truly couldn't believe she had become so wicked.
She had almost ruined someone's face and could still act as if nothing had happened!
What was her heart made of? Stone, or steel?
"You will come with me now to apologize to Huaiyu!"
Han Zhan pulled her along.
The pain in her shoulder almost made Chu Qianli faint.
Biting her lip, she suddenly raised her finger and forcefully jabbed it towards Han Zhan's arm.
"A petty trick!" Han Zhan merely flicked his finger, and the silver needle at her fingertip was flung away.
"You harmed Huaiyu and now you want to harm me? Do you think everyone is as easy to bully as Huaiyu?"
"Do you think the Chu Huaiyu you see is truly as weak and gentle as she appears?"
Chu Qianli's attack failed, and in her frustration, she kicked him in the calf.
Who was Han Zhan? The foremost expert of the Duke's mansion.
How could he be easily ambushed by her?
He exerted force on his leg, and without any need for defense, his protective aura repelled her leg.
She knew he had profound internal energy. Normally, she could have easily stabilized herself.
But now, her wrist was held in his palm.
As she stumbled back, she was carelessly pulled again.
The pain in her shoulder felt like burning fire.
Chu Qianli's vision went black, her body went limp, and she sank to her knees.
"You!" Han Zhan didn't expect her to be so fragile, about to fall after a slight tug.
He initially thought she was faking weakness to gain his sympathy.
But as he turned back, he saw a face devoid of color!
Her face was as pale as paper, so fragile it seemed it could be blown away by a gust of wind.
Han Zhan's heart ached inexplicably.
As Chu Qianli was about to fall to the ground, his heart stirred, and he immediately pulled her up.
However, the pulling motion was a bit too strong, and the force exceeded what Chu Qianli could endure.
The woman's body went limp, and she was instantly pulled into his arms.
"Let go!" During the struggle, the bones in her shoulder blade felt as if they were being crushed. Chu Qianli felt dizzy with pain.
Her lips turned bloodless, dry, and cracked!
Han Zhan held her in his arms. Letting go felt wrong, but holding her was improper.
As he was unsure what to do, he heard an angry shout from the doorway: "What are you doing?"
The voice was clear with a hint of magnetism, sounding pleasant, but it clearly contained immense anger.
Chu Qianli bit her lip. Before she could get out of Han Zhan's embrace, she was pulled out by a powerful, domineering force.
"...You! You demoness!"
Feng Jinrui's eyes were red with anger. He wanted to curse, but his vocabulary was limited, and he didn't know how to express it.
He just glared at Chu Qianli, his fingertips trembling with rage: "Imperial Brother... Imperial Brother is awake! Come with me to see him!"
Chu Qianli gently pushed him away.
Fortunately, Feng Jinrui didn't do anything to her. With her push, he let go.
Completely losing support, Chu Qianli leaned on the armrest of a chair and sat down.
Her breathing was chaotic, and the pain pierced her heart and lungs, making it difficult to even speak.
Feng Jinrui quickly noticed her discomfort: "Demoness, you... What's wrong with you?"
"Second Prince, didn't you see what just happened?"
Qing Ming had followed Feng Jinrui. If he hadn't, he wouldn't have witnessed such a "spectacle"!
"No wonder Miss Chu refused to return with the Prince; it turns out she has already rekindled her old flame in the Duke's mansion!"
"Lord Qing Ming, my relationship with her is not as you describe!" Han Zhan knew he was misunderstood and tried to explain.
Chu Qianli, however, gave a cold smile and said hoarsely, "Seeing is believing. Since you... saw it, why are you still lingering here?"
What she wanted least now was to be involved with Feng Yexuan.
Since they had misunderstood, let them continue to misunderstand!
Feng Jinrui looked at her in disbelief: "Demoness, you... What are you saying?"
"Whatever you saw is what it is, why do I need to say more?"
"You... Imperial Brother is awake! Don't you want to see him?" Feng Jinrui was very angry.
But he didn't know what he was angry about.
Perhaps... perhaps he was angry that she was with Han Zhan.
However, she and his Imperial Brother had already signed a divorce agreement. In reality, who this demoness was with had nothing to do with his Imperial Brother or even himself.
But he still... was still very angry!
"Why should I go see him?"
Chu Qianli closed her eyes, adjusting her disordered breathing caused by the pain.
"Both of you brothers have nothing to do with me anymore."
"You..."
"Don't make me ask you to leave. Don't you have any dignity?" Chu Qianli's breathing was still ragged.
That smile was filled with sarcasm.
"Demoness..."
"Second Prince, she doesn't want to see the Prince at all. If you take her back, you will only anger the Prince and worsen his condition!"
Qing Ming quickly walked up to Feng Jinrui: "Look at her disheveled clothes. She was just with Han Zhan. If you truly care about the Prince, you should tell the Prince everything you saw!"
After doing such disgusting things, this demoness still wanted to reconcile with the Prince?
Don't even think about it!
He would never allow it!