Chu Qianli had never met Prince Xuan.
However, Wuya’s fourth imperial brother was naturally the God of War, Prince Xuan.
This title was so renowned that it was difficult for Chu Qianli not to know it.
She glared at Feng Yexuan and said angrily, "Even if you hold supreme power and can control everything, you cannot be so rude to your sister-in-law! Fourth Imperial Brother, let go!"
Sister-in-law! Fourth Imperial Brother?
Feng Yexuan was stunned for a moment.
The others were also completely dumbfounded.
What was Miss Chu talking about? What did she mean by the Prince's sister-in-law? She even called Feng Yexuan Fourth Imperial Brother, just like Fifth Prince.
Had she been cast under some spell, or fallen into a demonic trance?
Taking advantage of Feng Yexuan's moment of shock, Chu Qianli pushed him hard.
This time, she finally managed to escape from his side, quickly returning to Feng Wuya's and holding his arm tightly, "Wuya!"
Feng Wuya's shock was no less than anyone else's.
Especially the way A'Li held his arm, so decisively and smoothly, was an intimacy they had never shared.
Feng Wuya's handsome face flushed slightly, his brow furrowed, and he gently pushed her away.
"A'Li, what exactly is going on? What did Consort Yu do to you in the cave?"
Chu Qianli's brow also furrowed.
Why did they keep mentioning Consort Yu? But in her memory, the last time she saw Consort Yu was a long time ago.
What was she doing before she fell asleep?
Chu Qianli shook her head slightly, and suddenly, a flash of white caught her eye.
Her eyes instantly heated up, "Wuya, your hair..."
Feng Wuya, however, was looking at Feng Yexuan, as if he had thought of something, "Fourth Imperial Brother, Consort Yu has soul-captivated her."
Feng Yexuan stood up and walked slowly towards them.
Chu Qianli still felt a sense of fear towards this tall and handsome man.
She took half a step back, still holding Feng Wuya's arm, unwilling to let go.
"Wuya, I don't know what you're talking about. Let's... let's go home."
Feng Yexuan's heart felt as if it had been severely stabbed.
A bloody pain!
Although he knew that Consort Yu must have done something to her to make her like this,
the fact that she wanted to go home with another man, and even held another man's arm so intimately, even if this man was his fifth imperial brother, his heart still ached as if it were torn to shreds.
He suddenly reached out and grabbed Chu Qianli's wrist.
The speed was as fast as lightning, and Chu Qianli, with her skills, could not dodge it at all.
"You..."
"A'Li, he is your husband. Even if you can't remember for now, don't hurt his feelings."
"What nonsense are you talking about?" Chu Qianli struggled forcefully, but still couldn't shake off Feng Yexuan's grip.
She glared at Feng Wuya, her nose inexplicably stinging, "Wuya, are you still angry with me? You don't want me anymore?"
Feng Wuya's heart trembled, his chest tightening, and he immediately felt uncomfortable.
His breathing was not smooth.
His face, which was already pale, turned even more ghastly white.
"A'Li..."
"I know you stayed up all night with white hair to save me. I know it's my fault for provoking the Emperor and getting myself seriously injured."
Chu Qianli bit her lip, she was truly wrong and regretted it.
Wuya's health was already poor, how could she get injured and make Wuya injure his meridians to save her?
"I'm sorry, I won't be so impulsive again. I'm sorry, Wuya."
This head of white hair pierced her eyes like thorns, and her heart ached along with it.
Feng Wuya and Feng Yexuan exchanged a look.
Her memory had stopped at the night she was interrogated by the Emperor.
But her memories after that were likely jumbled.
Feng Wuya knew very well that Consort Yu understood soul-captivation, but he didn't know how to break such soul-captivation techniques.
"Fourth Imperial Brother..." Looking at Feng Yexuan's gloomy expression, Feng Wuya gently shook his head.
Before the soul-captivation technique was broken, forcing things would only hurt A'Li.
He perhaps understood Consort Yu's intentions.
However, Consort Yu hadn't considered that doing so would only cause pain to all three of them.
"Let go!" Chu Qianli was still struggling.
Feng Yexuan finally loosened his grip and let her go.
"Liujin!" he called out.
Liujin understood and immediately came forward to take Chu Qianli's pulse.
Chu Qianli instinctively resisted, "I'm fine!"
"If you don't want this King to touch you, then you'd best behave yourself, otherwise, this King might not refrain from using force!" Feng Yexuan said displeasedly.
Chu Qianli glared at him and bit her lip forcefully.
But in the end, she still allowed Liujin to take her wrist and check her pulse.
A moment later, Liujin nodded at Feng Yexuan.
Her pulse showed no abnormalities; at least she was healthy.
What was magical was that her previous internal injuries, which had not fully healed,
now showed a much more stable pulse.
Could it be that besides soul-captivating her, Consort Yu had also used her internal energy to heal her?
"I told you, I'm fine." Chu Qianli withdrew her hand and continued to hold Feng Wuya.
Feng Wuya felt a bit awkward.
Even though he knew she had been soul-captivated by Consort Yu and thought she was his Princess Consort,
the fact that her true husband was standing right there made Feng Wuya feel very uneasy.
"A'Li, please let go first." He gently pushed her again.
Chu Qianli's eyes welled up, and she said hoarsely, "I know you're still angry."
That head of white hair was always a thorn in her heart.
His body was already very, very injured.
Feng Wuya quickly explained, "I'm not angry."
"Then don't push me away."
"A'Li..."
"Since there's nothing wrong, take her back to rest."
Feng Yexuan suddenly turned around, his back to them.
The small hands that were holding Feng Wuya's arm pierced his heart, making it tighten and ache!
"However, you can only stay in this King's manor. If you dare to leave secretly, this King will surely make you taste regret."
These words were spoken quite heartlessly.
Anyone who didn't know would think he was truly so overbearing and wicked.
But Chu Qianli was the only one in the entire room who didn't know that his heart was currently riddled with holes.
He was just trying hard to calm himself down.
Chu Qianli still looked resentful, but Feng Wuya said, "It just so happens that I also want to stay and accompany Fourth Imperial Brother these few days. A'Li, then, let's go back with me first."
Chu Qianli let out a sigh.
She didn't want to see the two brothers argue because of her.
In the end, she could only nod, help Feng Wuya, and walk out of the bedroom.
As they left, the temperature in the room instantly dropped to freezing point.
Leng Ji and Liujin immediately felt a chill and trembled!
Liujin thought for a moment and quickly comforted him, "Your Highness, since you know it's Consort Yu's soul-captivation technique, then... then Your Highness doesn't need to be too angry. When the soul-captivation technique is broken, everything will be fine."
Leng Ji also quickly advised, "Th-that's right, when the soul-captivation technique is broken..."
"Do I look like I'm angry?"
Feng Yexuan turned around and kicked a chair not far away.
That finely crafted wooden chair immediately shattered into pieces!
Leng Ji and Liujin were instantly terrified.
This... this was also considered not being angry?