Tearing the Prince's Clothes after Withdrawing Marriage
Chapter 298 - 297 His Pain is No Less Than Yours

Chapter 298: Chapter 297 His Pain is No Less Than Yours

Feng Yexuan had passed out.

When Leng Ji and Fu Long helped him down from the basket, Feng Yexuan’s face looked as if he were dead.

Ghostly pale and frightening.

Only then did Chu Qianli realize that he had been forcing himself to hold on all along. In fact, by the time he got into the basket, he was almost at his limit.

But still, he held on until the last second, making sure everything was explained clearly and ensuring their safety before he allowed himself to close his eyes.

So formidable it was terrifying!

"Miss Li, how is our Prince? Will he... will he recover?"

Back at the military camp, Leng Ji had been waiting outside the tent, and as soon as Chu Qianli emerged, he immediately approached her.

Fu Long was also nearby. Tonight, nobody dared to rest; everyone was waiting.

Prince Yexuan had been seriously injured.

It was the first time Fu Long had seen Prince Yexuan so weak.

When he was brought back, he was covered in blood, with wounds all over his body that were a blur of flesh and blood!

Fu Long even thought to himself that if he had sustained such injuries, he most likely wouldn’t have survived, he would already be dead.

As a man, he had to admit that he truly could not measure up to Prince Yexuan.

The title of War God suited no one better than Prince Yexuan.

"Miss Li, how is our Prince actually..."

"He’s fine, but he’s lost a lot of blood and is very weak."

She looked at Leng Ji, "I need a basin of hot water, as soon as possible!"

"Right away!" Leng Ji turned and left to prepare the hot water immediately.

Chu Qianli looked at Fu Long, "I need you to mobilize a troop, at least three thousand strong."

She raised her hand and handed him something.

"Ali..." Fu Long furrowed his brow, "This is..."

The Prince’s token, how did she get it?

"Stolen." That’s why she had to send Leng Ji away. Otherwise, even if Leng Ji was not unkind to her, he must not show partiality.

"I will keep Leng Ji here to serve; you mobilize three thousand elite troops for me. Give me two hours. I will find you before dawn."

Chu Qianli didn’t have much time to explain to him now.

Fu Long should understand; since she had stolen the token, she must have considered the gravity of the situation.

She was never capricious.

In the end, Fu Long pursed his lips and said, "Alright!"

He turned and left.

Chu Qianli immediately went back into the tent to continue treating Feng Yexuan’s wounds.

The major wounds had already been dealt with before. This time, she administered an anesthetic to him.

First, it would lessen his pain, and second, it would allow him to sleep soundly.

This man was too stubborn; if he were awake, he would definitely not be able to rest.

Leng Ji quickly brought the hot water over.

Chu Qianli personally wrung out a towel and began to clean Feng Yexuan’s body.

Leng Ji stood by, watching her busy silhouette; his heart couldn’t help but sour again.

"Princess..."

This title hadn’t passed his lips in a long time.

Uttering it now was filled with sorrow.

Chu Qianli’s fingertips paused, and then she laughed it off, "I’m not your Princess."

"In my heart, the only Princess of Prince Residence is you."

It was only her who always risked her life to save the Prince during times of life or death peril.

Only she could shoulder the responsibilities and bear all burdens when the Prince fell.

And only she could soothe the Prince when he was as furious as thunder, make the Prince obedient, and smooth all the spikes on his body.

It was only she who could snatch the Prince back from Ghost Gate Pass when he was gravely ill.

Leng Ji found that he had a pathological trust in Chu Qianli.

It was like worship.

At any given moment, even when he was on the brink of despair, as long as the Princess was there, he believed that the Prince would definitely be safe!

"Princess..." Leng Ji watched her retreating figure.

This time, when he addressed her as Princess, Chu Qianli had no reaction at all.

Leng Ji knew that the Princess, like the Prince, was equally proud and composed, equally calm and distant.

He helplessly said, "Princess, can you and the Prince stop fighting in the future? Please make up with each other."

Chu Qianli wanted to laugh.

From the night of her wedding, when she had crossed over into this world, to the present, whether they fought or not was never up to her to decide, was it?

There were too many voices around Feng Yexuan, too many people.

They were all pushing her, step by step, toward her current situation; with each step, she was almost forced to move.

When had she ever had a moment of peace?

"Princess, I know there are still many people standing between you and the Prince, but I believe that as long as you and the Prince are united..."

"How can you be so sure that your Prince and I are united?" Chu Qianli said with a faint smile.

Not to mention that she, herself, might not be able to wholeheartedly commit to the man before her.

No, how could she possibly be wholehearted?

Had she forgotten Qianqian’s death, the child she had lost?

The enemy was still before her, but this vengeance was doomed to be hers alone to seek.

Qianqian was killed by Chu Huaiyu, and if Feng Yexuan couldn’t even trust her with this, how could they be united?

"Princess..."

"When coming up here, your Prince mentioned that he saw someone down there, the person that tamed the Medicine Men."

"Who is it?" Leng Ji’s attention was immediately captivated by this topic.

Chu Qianli did not want to discuss her and Feng Yexuan’s affairs with him.

She said indifferently, "That person is called Qiu Qinghai, he is..."

"The late Princess He’s brother!" Leng Ji’s heart skipped a beat as he blurted out, "Could it be that these Medicine Men were all tamed by Prince He?"

"It seems so, but it might not necessarily be the case."

The brother of Princess He... everyone would naturally assume that Prince He was the one orchestrating everything behind the scenes.

After all, whoever was behind this had to be powerful enough.

They had to have influence, authority, and also money.

Among those particularly close to Qiu Qinghai, only Prince He had the capability.

But what if it wasn’t Prince He?

What if it was someone else...

If this sparked a fierce conflict between Prince He and Prince Yexuan, there might be others who would stand to gain from the fisherman’s benefit.

"I’ll tell you this first, and when your Prince awakens, you can discuss it with him thoroughly."

Feng Yexuan was not a simple man; his thoughts would surely align with hers.

Without evidence to prove that it was Prince He’s doing, they must continue to investigate deeper.

"The Prince should wake up after dawn. Keep watch over him."

Chu Qianli had finished treating his wounds, cleaning his body, and putting everything in order, ready to leave.

But the man on the bed suddenly raised his hand and grasped her wrist.

Chu Qianli frowned, sure that he was still unconscious, and tried to push him away.

But before she could exert her strength, she seemed to faintly hear something: "...my child."

A tightness seized Chu Qianli’s heart, and it instantly cooled.

She forcefully pushed Feng Yexuan’s hand away and turned to leave.

Leng Ji panicked, "Princess, actually... actually, the Prince is also deeply grieved by the loss of your child, his... his pain is no less than that of the Princess!"