Tearing the Prince's Clothes after Withdrawing Marriage-Chapter 713 - 712: What He Always Longs for is Her Scent

Xiaoyao’s question went unanswered by Feng Yexuan.

In the time that followed, he simply held her, letting her sit quietly on his lap as he resumed reviewing official documents.

The mountainous pile of documents always needed attention.

But he did not continue to have Xiaoyao share his worries.

The little girl in his arms began to feel drowsy, and before long, she started yawning continuously.

Then, after an indeterminate amount of time, she suddenly tilted her head and, leaning ever more, ended up resting it on his arm.

She fell asleep.

Feng Yexuan carefully adjusted her position so her delicate little head lay cushioned on his left forearm.

With one hand now free, he continued to go through the official papers.

Every so often, he would look down at her. freeweɓnovel-cøm

Seeing her sleep so soundly, a slight sense of pleasure would emerge amidst the generally solemn expression on his face.

His Lili had finally returned.

Even now, harboring resentment and blame towards him, it didn’t matter.

If only she would not leave again, not slip away from his side, not cause him despair for being unable to find her, then nothing else mattered.

He didn’t ask for much, just for her to be safe and stay by his side.

Before she regained her memory, even if it meant locking her up, he would keep her by his side.

He could no longer bear the taste of losing her once more.

That heart-wrenching agony, the pain that made one not want to live, that feeling of walking as a corpse in despair, he never wished to experience it again!

"Prince," Leng Ji called softly from outside the door.

Feng Yexuan’s long sleeve swirled, and a flick of his wrist opened the door with just the right amount of force.

Leng Ji dared not make a sound, waiting by the door with his head lowered.

When Feng Yexuan stepped out, he still cradled the sleeping Xiaoyao in his arms.

Perhaps because the previous night had been truly "exhausting," now, even as Feng Yexuan carried her for a while and gently placed her onto the bed, she remained deeply asleep.

But as he retracted his arm to leave, the little girl clearly showed discontent, her small hand flailing in the air as though searching for his warmth.

No one could see just how tender the expression in Prince Yexuan’s eyes became.

Perhaps even he could never have imagined that he was capable of such tenderness.

He grabbed a blanket and tucked it into her embrace.

Xiaoyao then pulled the blanket towards herself, wrapping it around her and continuing to sleep soundly.

Feng Yexuan adjusted the excess blanket, covering her properly before he finally left the room.

"Prince, the Emperor summons you to the palace for an audience immediately."

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In the palace.

Atop the grand hall, Feng Yexuan saw Yu Linglong garbed in her resplendent attire.

Yu Linglong’s face, still bearing Chu Qianli’s visage, failed to elicit any reaction from him now.

His affection for Lili had never depended on just a face.

If reverting to that face posed any danger to Lili, then it could be discarded.

The present Xiaoyao might look ordinary, but her petite and tidy appearance was refreshing and pleasing; who could say she wasn’t attractive?

In contrast, Yu Linglong, with Chu Qianli’s face, was heavily made up in a way that unsettled his stomach.

Indeed, it was not Lili’s face that attracted him but the true essence that was singularly hers.

No wonder he felt compelled to push her away uncontrollably when he thought she was Lili and wanted to embrace her.

It was because the scent on her body was not Lili’s.

As Feng Yexuan approached the front of the hall, his gaze merely swept over Yu Linglong without pausing even for a moment.

He looked up to face the Emperor seated on the dragon throne, "Greetings to Father Emperor. May I know why you have summoned your son?"

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