Chu Qianli remained silent, lost in her thoughts.
Feng Yexuan was also waiting.
On the surface, he appeared calm, with no expression on his face, as if he didn't care about her response at all.
But those familiar with him knew that at this very moment, Prince Xuan was incredibly anxious inside.
Chu Qianli continued to tend to his wounds, while his palms were already slick with sweat.
Would she forgive him?
Even though those events transpired when his consciousness was under control, in the end, it was he who carried them out himself.
All the harm originated from him.
Chu Qianli still didn't speak, continuing to treat his injuries.
Only after she finished dealing with the knife wounds on his shoulder and arm did she stand up with the ointment.
Feng Yexuan initially thought she was leaving and was about to pull her back.
Today, he had something on his mind he must clarify with her no matter what.
