Chapter 80 Why Keep Staring at Her

The next morning, Chu Qianli was awakened by a new maid.

"Your Highness, I am Qian'er. From today onwards, I will be responsible for serving you."

Qian'er was a gentle and well-behaved maid, quick with her hands.

Perhaps because she had just arrived, she was a bit reserved and didn't say much.

However, she seemed quite clever.

"Your Highness, we missed the opportunity to report to the palace last time due to some matters. Today, His Highness plans to take you back to the palace to pay respects to His Majesty and the Empress Dowager."

After Qian'er had set out the breakfast, she respectfully stepped aside.

"Your Highness, His Highness has arranged for departure in half an hour. Please..."

"I know."

With Qian'er's assistance, Chu Qianli changed her clothes.

As they were returning to the palace, Qian'er styled her hair into a magnificent court bun.

Paired with an elegant dress and exquisite makeup,

Even Qian'er, who had personally styled her, was momentarily lost in admiration for this Xuan Wangfei.

"Your Highness is truly beautiful. In the entire imperial city, I haven't seen a woman more beautiful than Your Highness."

"Is that so? Including the three great beauties of the imperial city?"

From the original owner's memories, the former Chu Qianli was extremely jealous of the three talented women of the imperial city.

She was so jealous that she wished she could tear them apart.

Qian'er was startled and quickly whispered, "Your Highness is naturally beautiful. In fact... in fact, you are not inferior to them at all, it's just that..."

"It's just that I am uneducated and useless, so naturally, I can't compare to those beauties even by a finger's breadth."

"Your Highness..." Qian'er looked panicked, wanting to explain but not knowing how.

In the end, she could only whisper, "Your Highness, please forgive me. It's all just the world's misunderstanding of Your Highness."

"You've only just arrived, how much can you possibly understand about me?"

Was it a misunderstanding or a fact? Who could say for sure?

Seeing that the time was almost up, Chu Qianli tidied her clothes and walked out of the sleeping quarters.

Qian'er followed behind her, looking at her slender back, her heart inexplicably heavy.

She truly didn't understand the Wangfei.

But why did the Wangfei's words earlier sound so heartbreaking?

The Qianyun Pavilion was still guarded by countless experts today, but they knew that His Highness and the Wangfei were going out.

Therefore, no one stopped Chu Qianli when she went out.

Qing Ming had been waiting outside the courtyard gate for a long time. Seeing Chu Qianli emerge, he quickly stepped forward to greet her:

"Your Highness, His Highness is already waiting. Please!"

Chu Qianli raised her eyes. Not far away, a carriage with a low-key color but unmistakably luxurious was indeed parked there.

Qing Ming said again, "Your Highness, please!"

Chu Qianli composed herself and, with Qian'er's support, stepped into the carriage.

The carriage was very large; even ten people inside would not feel crowded.

The carriage curtain was lifted, and that powerful figure was sitting on the long bench.

His gaze, which naturally lacked much warmth, was now fixed on her.

As Chu Qianli looked up, their eyes met.

Everything that had happened by the hot spring yesterday flashed back into her mind.

Her body seemed to still feel the humiliation of his fingertips!

No matter how calm Chu Qianli was, her face couldn't help but feel a slight flush.

But the other person acted as if nothing had happened, his gaze still as cold and peerless as ever.

"Sit," Feng Yexuan's indifferent words held no fluctuation in tone.

Looking at her now, his gaze was as if he were looking at an ordinary person.

There was not a ripple in his eyes.

Chu Qianli pursed her lips, forcing herself not to show any inappropriate emotions.

She walked in and sat down beside him.

Lifting the curtain, she turned her gaze to the scenery outside.

She didn't spare another glance at the man in the carriage.

However, while she didn't look at him, his gaze remained locked on her face.

It was clearly a cold gaze, but after a long time, it made Chu Qianli's face burn.

She endured it.

She endured it until the carriage began to move, until they had traveled halfway, until... she could finally bear it no longer!

Why was he staring at her like that?