Feng Qihe did not expect Chu Qianli to be so heartless.
It was Feng Qihe who had instigated his mother to seek out Chu Qianli.
He was now wholeheartedly set on obtaining this woman.
However, his mother was very resistant to Chu Qianli.
If Chu Qianli could cure his mother's illness, perhaps their relationship could be mended.
"Li'er..."
"I apologize, Prince He. You should address me as Your Majesty, the Empress." Chu Qianli remained icy cold.
The Empress was about to lose her temper again!
Although she was indeed suffering from her illness, she was unwilling to be provoked by this girl.
Feng Qihe quickly said, "Alright, Your Majesty. My mother is unwell, which is why her temper is a bit short. Since Your Majesty is a physician..."
"If you can truly cure my illness, I can tell you the secret concerning Long Xiyue back then."
Chu Qianli looked at her calmly, her reaction not as excited as the Empress had anticipated.
She was too composed.
"Do you think I am lying to you?"
"Lately, too many people have been telling me about Princess Xiyue's so-called secrets. When too many people say the same thing, it might lose its value," Chu Qianli said with a faint smile.
The Empress coldly snorted, displeased. "Back then, she sought out the Emperor..."
"Empress, please." Chu Qianli waved her hand.
The Empress knew that this girl was, after all, curious.
She snorted coldly again and stepped into the chamber Chu Qianli had just exited.
Chu Qianli glanced at Fu Ning. "Please... take care of A'chu for me."
"Yes." Fu Ning walked up to Feng Dingchu and whispered, "Your Majesty will be out soon. Young Master, why don't you sit down for a while?"
Feng Dingchu, however, remained unresponsive, standing in the biting wind.
He did not leave, nor did he follow.
Feng Qihe was somewhat curious about this dark-skinned man.
After Chu Qianli and the Empress went inside, Feng Qihe stepped forward, staring at Feng Dingchu with curiosity. "Who might you be?"
Although this man's skin tone was not particularly attractive, his features were undeniably perfect!
Especially his eyes.
Even now, devoid of their usual luster, his eyes were so beautiful that one couldn't help but stare. When these eyes regained their brilliance, how deep and captivating would they be?
When had Chu Qianli, that girl, acquired such a striking man by her side?
If not for his skin being so unpleasantly dark, this face would have made even him feel inferior.
However, apart from the dark skin on his face and neck, his hands...
Feng Qihe, as if discovering something new, hurried forward. "Sir, may I ask..."
"Your Highness, this is my fellow villager. He has spent too long in the village and is unfamiliar with royal etiquette. Please forgive him, Your Highness!"
Fu Ning quickly stepped forward, blocking Feng Qihe's path to Feng Dingchu.
Turning back, she looked at Feng Dingchu. "Shall we get on the carriage first?"
Feng Dingchu did not speak, but this place was noisy, and he disliked crowded places.
He turned and walked to stand under a tree, his back to them, not speaking, not acknowledging anyone, standing silently like a sculpture.
Seen from behind, his figure was even more indescribable.
Simply, so beautiful that one couldn't tear their gaze away!
Feng Qihe wanted to probe further, but Fu Ning said faintly, "Your Highness, Your Majesty is taking the Empress's pulse, which may take some time. Perhaps Your Highness could rest in the pavilion for a while?"
But how could Feng Qihe be so easily deterred?
The more Fu Ning obstructed him, the more he wanted to know who this person was.
Why did he exude an aura of nobility that even he felt compelled to look up to?
Did this figure seem familiar?
Vague and distant fragments began to surface in his mind.
This figure... it was so similar!
He suddenly quickened his pace towards Feng Dingchu!