Feng Yexuan's head throbbed, his five fingers gripping the chair, tightening incessantly.
Finally, with a crack, a large piece of the chair broke off under his grasp, turning to powder and falling to the ground.
"Your Highness!" Leng Ji rushed in, "Your Highness, Miss Feng she..."
"Why must I be fixated on her!"
Feng Yexuan raised his hand, striking the chair with a palm.
Dust billowed everywhere!
The already dilapidated chair instantly turned into a pile of powder.
After the palm strike, Feng Yexuan's headache slightly eased, but he still felt extremely uncomfortable.
He needed to find Feng Ling. Watching Feng Ling leave, his headache became uncontrollable!
What did this signify?
A deeper chill grew in Feng Yexuan's eyes!
Leng Ji was so terrified he dared not breathe for a long time.
Feng Yexuan's gaze finally fell upon him.
Leng Ji jumped in fright and said urgently, "Your Highness, your eyes..."
His eyes were bloodshot, as if he had fallen into a demonic trance!
"Your Highness..."
"What happened to Feng Ling?" Feng Yexuan's voice was hoarse with lingering pain, colder than usual.
It carried a bone-chilling coldness.
Leng Ji had a premonition that it might not be appropriate to mention Feng Ling at this moment.
He felt that if he brought up Feng Ling now, His Highness would surely be angry.
He didn't know why he had such a thought.
But, Miss Feng she...
"Miss Feng... drowned herself..."
"I'll go take a look." Feng Yexuan strode towards the door.
Leng Ji was somewhat taken aback. Why didn't he first ask about Miss Feng's current condition?
Wouldn't people normally ask if the person was alright first?
Feng Yexuan had already left. Leng Ji dared not linger and quickly followed behind him.
"Your Highness, Miss Feng is in the guest room. The imperial physician is treating her."
"Mm." The sleeping quarters not far away were surrounded by many people. Without asking, he knew Feng Ling must be there.
Leng Ji wanted to say something, but Feng Yexuan seemed to have no desire to listen and quickly walked away.
"Your Highness!" Two maids temporarily assigned to serve them, along with a guard nearby, bowed in unison.
Feng Yexuan paid them no mind.
After the maids pushed open the door, he stepped inside.
His Highness was indeed still with this Miss Feng.
The two maids exchanged glances, a hint of disappointment in their eyes.
Who didn't know that Prince Xuan was the princess's man?
But the princess's man, before even marrying, already had another woman by his side.
How disrespectful to the princess!
However, he was the God of War Prince of the Northern Underworld, of noble status, not inferior to their princess in standing.
It was uncertain what the outcome of this marriage would be.
They could only hope that Prince Xuan would not let their princess down.
Leng Ji stood guard outside, not following in.
Inside the room, besides Feng Ling, who looked lifeless after being rescued, there was only the imperial physician.
And now, Feng Yexuan, who had entered.
"Your Highness!" The imperial physician immediately bowed.
Feng Yexuan walked to a spot near the bed and looked at Feng Ling.
Feng Ling merely stared at the gauze canopy above, her eyes vacant. Even his arrival seemed to garner no attention from her.
"What is the situation?" Feng Yexuan asked.
The imperial physician quickly replied, "Fortunately, she was rescued in time and is not in serious danger. However, the wounds sustained today were exposed to water, and the injuries might..." The old imperial physician had already called for a female physician, and she would arrive soon.
It was inconvenient for the old imperial physician to handle these wounds.
Feng Ling, however, said coldly, "This place can't accommodate me. Since that's the case, why save me?"