Tearing the Prince's Clothes after Withdrawing Marriage
Chapter 1293 - 1292: That’s Her Problem if She’s Courting Death

Chapter 1293: Chapter 1292: That’s Her Problem if She’s Courting Death

The epidemic everyone feared most had truly arrived.

The Prince led his guards to seal off the entrance of the village, blocking out the entire world.

The villagers were crying and making a commotion, and for an entire morning, the whole village seemed to have plunged into darkness.

The shadow of death loomed over everyone.

Only Chu Qianli remained calm and collected, methodically arranging all the matters.

"The villagers are creating a serious uproar now. I am curious to see what abilities the Princess possesses to quell the resentment of the people," said the Princely Heir.

In contrast to the chaos outside, Lan Fan’s room was tranquil and serene at this moment.

After ordering a pot of tea, Chu Minghao leisurely savored it.

However, despite the calm appearance, there were traces of unrest hidden in Chu Minghao’s brows.

Lan Fan seemed to be lost in thought. After Chu Minghao had a few sips of tea, he completely lost his appetite and swiftly walked to the door, flinging it open.

"Crown Prince..."

"Do not approach!" Chu Minghao said sternly.

The guard quickly retreated to his position and asked with a bow, "Crown Prince, do you have any orders?"

"Send over another dozen guards, and ensure this courtyard is securely protected for me. Do not allow any villagers to come near, understand?"

"But... But Crown Prince, our men were called away by the Princess’s Deputy General," the guard explained.

"What?" Chu Minghao’s complexion changed instantly, "When did this happen!"

He just had tea in the room for a while, and the guards outside the courtyard had already been redirected by that madwoman Chu Qianli?

Without those guards, what if villagers broke in?

Their bodies are all carriers of the epidemic’s poison!

If he accidentally catches it, it could be a life-threatening matter within minutes.

"Just a moment ago..." The guard lowered his head, speaking softly, "Your Highness... the word is that there is a severe shortage of hands on the other side. The Deputy General said that even us guards might... might be needed to help at any moment."

"How dare he!" Chu Minghao truly panicked.

If that madwoman Chu Qianli really comes demanding people, he would have no reason to stop her.

If he insists on refusing, and the news gets out, he would surely cause his father, the King, to lose all the people’s hearts.

"Master Lan, what... what do we do now?" After closing the door, Chu Minghao immediately sought advice from Lan Fan.

"As the representative of Prince Yu, you must offer all your help when the people are in distress, or else, wouldn’t that reflect poorly on Prince Yu’s reputation among the people?"

Lan Fan glanced at him coolly: "Even if Chu Qianli doesn’t ask for your assistance, you should be taking the initiative to help."

"I... of course I understand this principle, but..."

Chu Minghao found himself at a loss for words.

How could he, a man of great stature, admit that he was afraid of this plague?

But he truly was afraid!

This isn’t child’s play; hasn’t every epidemic claimed numerous lives?

No matter if you are a martial arts master or a Great General who strikes terror on the battlefield, once infected, you’re bound to die!

It may be fine for Chu Qianli to disregard her own life, but as the Princely Heir with a future throne to ascend, he cannot afford any mishap.

"Master Lan, it’s not that I fear death, it’s just... it’s just... there are many matters I need to resolve on behalf of my father, I..."

Lan Fan looked at him impassively.

Chu Minghao, even though having more to say, found himself unable to continue.

In the end, he finally said in a low voice, "Master Lan, I don’t want to die. Please help me think of a way. I will surely repay you in the future!"