Tearing the Prince's Clothes after Withdrawing Marriage
Chapter 761 - 760: Capricious and Foolish

Chapter 761: Chapter 760: Capricious and Foolish

Prince Yexuan really was that badly injured.

It was only because his body was too strong, that even when taking his pulse, it wasn’t noticed that he was on the verge of fainting.

Chu Qianli’s heart was once again torn with pain.

"I’ll help you over, you... just bear with it a little."

She placed Feng Yexuan’s arm onto her shoulder and tried hard to help him up.

It was really difficult, heavier than she had imagined, which showed just how strong those muscles were.

But he was truly exhausted, and even Chu Qianli could feel that he was trying hard to cooperate.

It’s just that he didn’t have much strength.

Finally, she managed to help Feng Yexuan onto the blanket, where he immediately collapsed like a deflated balloon and closed his eyes.

"Prince..."

"Doesn’t this prince have a name?" Although speaking caused him to cough up blood, he still stubbornly responded.

Chu Qianli hurriedly said, "Yexuan, you don’t need to answer me, just listen to me talk."

He quieted down.

This call of ’Yexuan’ calmed the turmoil in his heart.

He was really tired.

Chu Qianli took out her silver needles, her hands on the opening of his clothing: "Yexuan, I might... need to undress you, don’t mind it."

"What part of this prince’s body haven’t you seen before?"

"Don’t talk, you’re going to cough up blood again!" Chu Qianli’s face turned red as she glared at him.

Sure enough, she saw a trickle of fresh blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

This guy!

She quickly took out the tissue paper she had bought and wiped the blood from his mouth, then she pulled open the front of his clothes.

It was still that familiar body, covered with scars.

But today, there was a black palm print on his chest.

Prince Feng Qihe’s strength was extraordinary, to the point that even Prince Yexuan could be injured!

Feng Yexuan, though his eyes remained closed, could not help but frown slightly as he felt the warm tips of her fingers on the injured area.

"Do you think he got off easier than this prince?" He was indignant!

How could his woman, while by his side, be thinking about how powerful another man was?

Prince Feng Qihe was not any less injured! That fellow might have already fainted by now.

And who knows if he’ll live to see the sun tomorrow?

If he truly doesn’t, it would only be because he was too weak.

As the imperial brother, he had already held back three-quarters of his strength during their scuffle.

It was the utmost benevolence and righteousness!

Otherwise, how could he have ended up like this?

From above his head, there came a woman’s barely audible sigh.

Even at this point, he still had to compete for first place! Is a man’s pride really that important?

"Don’t talk anymore." Chu Qianli took out the silver needles, and with swift and accurate movements, she applied them.

As the needles went in, Feng Yexuan soon felt the blood that was stuck in his chest start to ease.

But as it eased, his consciousness began to fade even more.

"This prince..."

"I know, you sleep for a while. I won’t leave; I’ll stay with you. Don’t talk anymore."

Chu Qianli pulled out another tissue and wiped clean the blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

Still spitting blood, so badly hurt, and yet not knowing to rest properly, insisting on speaking.

He truly was the most proud and stubborn man she had ever encountered.

But also, somewhat foolish.

After propping up the stand and hanging the IV bag, Chu Qianli then took out the tent and set it up by herself.

About half an hour later, the area had gradually warmed up.

The silver needles on Feng Yexuan’s chest had been removed, and now he was covered with a blanket, with the IV drip attached, already sleeping deeply.

Chu Qianli sat by his side, looking at his still pale face.

If even Prince Yexuan was injured to this extent, what was Prince Feng Qihe’s condition?