Tearing the Prince's Clothes after Withdrawing Marriage
Chapter 139: The Steadiness and Determination of a Soldier

Chapter 139: Chapter 139: The Steadiness and Determination of a Soldier

As soon as he asked the question, even Han Zhan himself felt it strange.

They were husband and wife; what right did he have to ask such a question?

Chu Qianli gasped for breath.

She glanced once more at the forest ahead, the black-clothed figures had indeed vanished without a trace.

Even if she caught up, it was not certain she could find them.

The Dead Soldiers, he didn’t know what methods were used to train them.

Their physical strength and will seemed as though they were controlled by someone else.

They were neither afraid of hardship nor fatigue, could it be possible, just like in the television shows, they really weren’t afraid of death?

She dismounted from her horse.

As soon as her feet touched the ground, her legs went soft, and she almost knelt down.

Han Zhan immediately swung down from his horse, and with quick eyes and hands, he steadied her as she wobbled.

"How are you?"

"I’m fine," Chu Qianli shook her head, pushing him away and leaning on the horse as she walked to one side.

Having been on horseback for too long, her legs were now both sore and numb, as if they were not her own.

"The place they are heading to, it seems certain now, is undoubtedly Duanhun Valley."

She sat down on the ground and stretched out her limbs.

This gesture was indeed somewhat unladylike.

If it had been before, Han Zhan would certainly have been very displeased.

But, at this moment, seeing her pale face yet still summoning the energy to analyze the situation with him,

the aversion in his heart mysteriously lessened a bit.

Not even he had expected that this pampered young lady, raised in luxury since childhood, would actually join him in a frenzied chase on horseback for two days and a night!

This was not the torment that an ordinary lady of an official’s family could bear!

Chu Qianli wasn’t troubled by so many thoughts.

After sitting down, she twisted open a bottle of mineral water and started drinking deeply from it.

Han Zhan watched, dumbfounded, wondering where this strange water skin had come from.

"Don’t ask any questions, eat something, I guess the Prince’s army is probably not far ahead, we’ll take a short rest before going over there," she said.

She threw a bottle of mineral water and a packet of something else to him.

Han Zhan caught it, still with a puzzled face: "What is this?"

"Bread, just open it and you can eat, and this water, you can drink by twisting it open... stop talking to me, I’m so tired."

After filling herself with food and water, she immediately lay down on the ground and closed her eyes to rest.

By her side, there lay another strange object.

Han Zhan withdrew his gaze and looked at the so-called bread in his hands.

This object was something he had never seen before.

The name too was unheard of.

And where exactly had she taken them from? Before, he hadn’t seen them...

Eventually, Han Zhan tore open the bread wrapper and took a bite.

His taste buds were unexpectedly stimulated!

He ate it up in one go and then tried to twist open the mineral water, mimicking her.

It’s just that unfortunately, it was not as sweet as the water from the stream.

Chu Qianli only slept for half an hour.

Half an hour later, an alarm clock beside her rang out.

This sound almost scared Han Zhan to death.

He saw Chu Qianli wake up and casually press something on the object, and the noise immediately stopped.

Han Zhan could no longer hold back: "How many more things do you have that I haven’t seen?"

Where in the world did all these odd things come from?

Chu Qianli glanced at him, got up, and with a neutral expression said, "What does it have to do with you?"

Han Zhan felt his temper had worsened over the past two days.

Very angry.

He was almost infuriated to death by her indifferent attitude!

But Chu Qianli didn’t pay him any attention and leaped onto her horse.

"You don’t look quite right, perhaps..."

"Based on my estimate, the Prince’s Xuanwu Army is probably just up ahead,"

Chu Qianli looked back at him with a determination that shocked Han Zhan, and with it, a sense of composure belonging to a soldier:

"Not more than the time it takes an incense stick to burn!"