Feng Yexuan's heart inexplicably quickened.
His breathing was heavy, rapid, and somewhat difficult.
He raised his large palm, his long fingers landing on her lips, gently caressing them.
He had tasted the flavor of these thin lips, subtly fragrant and sweet. A kiss was like a gulp of honey.
Sweet, and also a little numb…
He didn't know when it started, but he leaned in, his thin lips now very, very close to hers.
At such close proximity, the breath she exhaled fell onto his nostrils without a trace.
Feng Yexuan's voice slowly turned hoarse and low, "Tell this king, you never thought of divorcing this king, they forced you."
Chu Qianli looked at him.
In her sight, the man's face, whether due to the close distance or her drunkenness, was unclear.
But this breath was inexplicably familiar.
She bit her lip, suddenly curling her lips into a smile, "I don't want you."
Feng Yexuan's brows furrowed. He grabbed her wrist, pressing her flailing hands above her head.
"You dare!"
Who permitted this!
He absolutely would not allow her to say she didn't want him!
The man, who was originally very angry, instantly extinguished his rage because of her faint call: "...Yexuan."
Feng Yexuan's tall body trembled violently!
He never dreamed that she would call his name at this moment!
These were two words she would never utter when sober.
He was angry, yet excited, even inexplicably moved.
Indescribable emotions made him almost go mad.
"What are you thinking?"
In her heart, what did he represent?
"Feng... Yexuan..."
Chu Qianli giggled, her hazy big eyes staring at his face.
If not for these eyes clearly expressing her drunken state, he would have believed she was faking drunkenness to tease him!
But she was truly drunk.
"What must this king do for you to willingly stay by this king's side?"
He released her hand, his long fingers landing on her small face, his fingertips gently tracing her skin.
Even he didn't know what was happening to him, why he cared so much about this stubborn woman!
But he did care.
His feelings were so pure; once set, it was only her.
And, only her!
"Tell this king, what do you truly want?"
Chu Qianli tilted her head, seemingly not understanding his words.
She only vaguely called out again, "Feng... Yexuan..."
His heart truly softened.
In an instant, it melted completely.
Can't they stop arguing?
Can they make up, okay?
Just like when they went to Phoenix Mountain to save people, even though she was still disobedient, he felt a sense of fighting side-by-side.
That feeling was truly marvelous, and... sweet.
"As long as you don't leave this king again, we... can be like before, okay?"
Feng Yexuan finally couldn't help but lower his head, wanting to kiss those thin lips.
But just as he was about to touch her, her lips parted slightly, and a whisper as light as the wind escaped: "Feng Yexuan... let me... go, I want to... go home."
...
She had a very, very long dream.
In her dream, she went to a place called Nanming Kingdom.
In that place, there was a National Master.
The National Master wore a very long white robe, his face unclear, even his figure indistinct.
But she knew he was a magical person, capable of understanding the past and knowing the future.
"I want to return to the 21st century, can you help me?" she asked.
The National Master's back was to her, his face still unclear.
But his voice sounded somewhat familiar, "You want to go back so badly?"
"My home is there, of course I want to go back."
"Do you have a home?"
The National Master's words made Chu Qianli completely chill.
Yes, did she have a home?
Having lived two lives, died and been reborn, why was it that she didn't even have a home?
The National Master suddenly turned around, looking at her, his face gradually becoming clearer, "Want to leave? Unless, this king dies!"
"Feng Yexuan!"
Chu Qianli sat up abruptly.
Her head ached, so much it felt like it would explode.
That was not a National Master at all, it was... it was Feng Yexuan!
Her head still ached terribly.
She supported her forehead, and after a while, her consciousness slowly returned.
So, it was just a dream.
That scoundrel Feng Yexuan, he wouldn't let her go even in her dreams!
He almost scared her to death!
"Princess Consort... Princess Consort, you're awake?" Xi'er entered, carrying a basin of water, stumbling.
Her steps were too light and unsteady; water had splashed onto the ground all the way.
She had been drunk last night, and it was already good that she woke up today, let alone serving Chu Qianli.
But in this Qianyun Pavilion, there were no other servants besides Xi'er.
If she didn't do this, there would be no one to serve the Princess Consort.
"Princess Consort, quickly... wash your face first."
"You're like this, you don't need to serve me, you can take care of yourself."
"Then... then I'll bring breakfast for the Princess Consort." Xi'er leaned against the wall and walked away unsteadily again.
Although Chu Qianli's head also ached, her condition was better than Xi'er's.
She got out of bed herself, washed her face, and changed her clothes.
Just then, Xi'er entered with a plate of pastries.
Since Xi'er hadn't helped in the kitchen this time, none of the food was what Chu Qianli liked.
But she didn't expect that it wasn't just that she didn't like it, but seeing the tea and pastries made her stomach churn.
Turning her head, she let out a "wow" and vomited.
"Princess Consort... Princess Consort, what's wrong?" Xi'er was terrified and hurried over to pat her back.
Chu Qianli vomited for a while, her stomach completely empty, but she couldn't stop, continuing to vomit.
She didn't know how long she vomited, but finally, she managed to recover.
"I need to go out for a walk." She didn't want to eat anymore; the sight of food made her want to vomit.
She didn't know if it was a side effect of heavy drinking.
Xi'er followed behind her, still patting her back along the way.
"Princess Consort, don't drink so much wine in the future, look how uncomfortable you are."
"I'm happy." Strangely, there were no guards at the entrance today?
Chu Qianli went out very smoothly. After thinking for a moment, she said, "I'll go to that dog man's place and try my luck."
Perhaps, the dog man would allow her to return to the Duke's mansion.
The guards were all withdrawn, maybe he was still angry, right?
Unexpectedly, as she walked past a small path, she smelled the scent of pastries from somewhere, and her stomach felt uncomfortable. She turned and rushed to a large tree.
Leaning against the tree trunk, she retched again.
"Princess Consort, how are you? Still uncomfortable?" Xi'er stood behind her, continuously patting her back.
Princess Consort?
Not far away, Concubine Zhen, who happened to be passing by, narrowed her eyes.
She was about to go over and reprimand her!
This woman was no longer the Princess Consort of the Xuan Prince's mansion, and Xi'er dared to call her that, was she tired of living?
However, Concubine Zhen stopped after taking only two steps.
Staring at Chu Qianli's still retching back, she narrowed her eyes, and suddenly, her mood plummeted.
This appearance... damn it! This slut, could she be pregnant?