Chapter 1303 Was everything I said earlier false?
Jingri and Wangyue immediately replied, "We have taken it."
"Good, if you don't take it, you'll easily get infected."
Chu Qianli snorted and waved her hand.
Jingri opened the door.
Chu Qianli looked at the stunned Feng Ling and said with a fake smile, "Since Miss Feng is willing to sacrifice her life for Prince Xuan, she naturally wouldn't care if she gets infected."
She extended her hand, making a "please" gesture, "Miss Feng, aren't you going in?"
Feng Ling was a little stunned. Did she have to take medicine to get close to Feng Yexuan?
But she... hadn't taken it.
"What's wrong? Are you afraid of getting infected and dare not go in? Weren't you just clamoring to go in?"
Chu Qianli sneered and suddenly pushed her.
Feng Ling, caught off guard, was immediately pushed aside by her.
Chu Qianli went in.
Feng Ling, however, remained stunned in place.
Jingri and Wangyue looked at her with a hint of strangeness in their eyes because of what Chu Qianli had just said.
Feng Ling immediately felt the change in their attitude towards her.
Finally, she could only straighten her back and step inside.
"Don't come in," Feng Yexuan's clear and cold voice suddenly came from inside.
Feng Ling immediately stopped and stood at the doorway, not entering.
"Yexuan, you know I always listen to you, but I'm really worried..."
"If you're worried, why aren't you coming in quickly? What are you doing standing at the door?"
Chu Qianli placed the medicine box on the table, her lips still carrying a sarcastic smile.
"It's not a big deal to contract the plague. As long as you obediently take the medicine, you can be cured and it won't take your life. At most..."
She curled her lips, and while Feng Ling was still trying to convince herself to go in, she said lightly, "At most, after you're cured, a part of your skin will rot, perhaps on your face."
Feng Ling, startled, quickly withdrew the foot she had just extended.
"I... I'm not... not afraid, I just... don't want Yexuan to worry."
Feng Yexuan remained silent, but Feng Ling's frightened look had been etched in his heart.
Strangely, he wasn't angry or sad at all.
"You go back, this prince doesn't need anyone to take care of him," he said.
"Yexuan, how can I abandon you?"
"If you don't want to abandon him, then hurry up and come in," Chu Qianli almost laughed. This woman's affected pretense and her cowardly nature were truly comical.
Jingri and Wangyue saw that Feng Ling was still reluctant to go in. From initial sympathy and gratitude, they were now starting to feel a little impatient.
Were all the tender words they had spoken earlier false?
Was she so afraid of being implicated by the prince?
Feng Ling was now in a difficult position.
She clenched her palms and finally mustered up the courage to step forward.
For the sake of being with Feng Yexuan in the future, she had to take this risk.
Moreover, Feng Yexuan looked full of vigor now, so he was probably fine.
Feng Ling took a deep breath and finally stepped in, "I'm just afraid Yexuan will be unhappy. I always listen to Yexuan. How could I be afraid of him..."
"Your Highness, do you feel any discomfort in your throat?" Chu Qianli ignored her and asked Feng Yexuan.
Feng Yexuan frowned slightly and actually nodded, "It seems a little dry and itchy."
Chu Qianli's heart sank. At this moment, she had no time to mock Feng Ling. She immediately went over, took Feng Yexuan's large hand, and placed her long fingers on his pulse.
Jingri and Wangyue stood at the door. Seeing Chu Qianli's expression become so serious, their hearts sank, and they became anxious.
Could it be that the prince was really infected?