Feng Ye Xuan, who had originally intended to enter, suddenly stopped. He turned back, his icy gaze falling upon Feng Ling.
Feng Ling was initially overjoyed when he stopped, thinking he would finally pay attention to her.
But as she looked up and met his cold, emotionless, and chilling gaze, her heart suddenly felt a prickle of fear.
He seemed to have no affection for her left at all.
Feng Ling was terrified and wanted to speak, but his imposing aura stunned her into silence.
Feng Ling knew that she could only stay by his side when he still held feelings for her.
Once he had no affection for you, it became very difficult for a woman to get close to him.
She could only rely on their last remaining connection: the蛊 (gu) and hypnosis.
"Ye Xuan, I know you've had some misunderstandings about me lately. I can explain anything you want to know."
"No need. This Prince has no opinion of you."
"Ye Xuan..."
"Are you trying to make this Prince thoroughly investigate your use of illusions on me?"
Feng Ling stiffened. Just as she was about to say something, Feng Ye Xuan suddenly turned back and, with fingers formed into a claw, seized her throat.
Feng Ling felt her entire body tense, her breath instantly ceasing.
Leng Ji, standing nearby, was startled and was still pondering the Prince's words.
Feng Ling used illusions on the Prince?
So, the Prince's previous attention to Miss Feng wasn't because Feng Ling had attended to him day and night during his serious injury, but because Feng Ling had used illusions to make the Prince believe he liked her?
No wonder!
"Ye... Xuan..." Feng Ling couldn't breathe, her face instantly turning red.
Feng Ye Xuan glared at her face!
His head, damn it, was starting to hurt again!
He knew she had used some strange art on him, yet his head truly ached! When it hurt, it felt as if all his meridians were being ripped from his body.
Finally, when Feng Ling was almost suffocating, Feng Ye Xuan could no longer bear the intense pain and threw her aside.
Feng Ling stumbled back several steps and, losing her balance, fell to the ground with a thud.
Her body still ached, and the pain churned her insides.
But what unsettled her even more was the murderous intent in Feng Ye Xuan's eyes just now!
She was so terrified that her body was still trembling.
"Your Highness, you..." Seeing Feng Ye Xuan leaning against the door, gasping for breath, Leng Ji wanted to approach.
Feng Ye Xuan said hoarsely, "I'm fine!"
But his head still hurt terribly!
As soon as he saw Feng Ling suffering, injured, or even wronged, his head would feel uncomfortable.
"Make this woman get lost!" He couldn't see her! Seeing her gave him a headache!
This woman, he didn't know what methods she had used on him!
He was temporarily ignorant of this domain, so for now, he could only make her leave!
Leng Ji now understood what methods Feng Ling had used on the Prince.
The Prince didn't like this woman at all; rather, he was controlled by her strange arts.
He grabbed Feng Ling and lifted her, "Scram!"
Feng Ling said urgently, "Ye Xuan, I have no ill intentions towards you, I..."
"Are you trying to die?" Feng Ye Xuan waved his hand.
With a *crack*, the ground not far from Feng Ling's feet instantly split open.
The power of that palm strike was simply terrifying!
If it had landed on her, she would have been torn to pieces by now.
Feng Ling was chilled to the bone, surprised that despite being controlled by the蛊 (gu) poison, his willpower could still be so formidable.
Feng Ling fell into despair.
Taking a deep breath, her voice also turned cold, "Ye... Your Highness, you can refuse to see me, but there is one person you cannot refuse to see!"