Tearing the Prince's Clothes after Withdrawing Marriage-Chapter 1360 - 1359: Standing Against the Wind

"But... Crown Prince, they... those patients, those patients are getting up!"

The guards holding torches stared uneasily at the ’corpses’ being carried out, their faces full of distress.

Those aren’t corpses, they’re people! Living people!

Are they really going to burn these living people to death?

Not patients clinging to their last breaths, but... but people who, after getting up, can walk on their own!

How could they burn such living souls to death?

The patients who had risen now saw the situation clearly, one by one full of terror. Some even shouted, "They’re going to set fire! They’re going to burn us alive!"

"Don’t burn us! We’re healed, we’re healed!"

"Prince, save us! Princess, save us! They’re going to set fire and kill us! Princess, Princess, save us!"

"Crown Prince... Crown Prince, they say... they say they’ve recovered, this... what should we do..."

At the same time as the patients’ cries for help, a troop charged out, guarding the critical illness area behind them.

It was Xi Jiu leading the team.

After carrying out the patients, they immediately brandished their swords, protecting the critical illness zone.

Some guards, still wearing their thick protective suits, didn’t even bother to take them off, grabbing their swords to prepare for battle.

"Chu Minghao, the Princess and the Prince have already cured the patients. If you dare set fire, that is intentional harm against the Princess. How will you explain yourself to the world afterward?"

"The patients are healed, they say... the Princess cured them..."

The guards of Prince Residence, the torches in their hands, some were already starting to lower them slowly.

For this period of time, due to insufficient manpower, even they were occasionally assigned to assist with treating patients.

At that time, everyone had been hopeless, thinking the patients would never recover.

But now, haven’t they all stood up?

Those severely ill patients—they truly got up.

They survived, and everyone had played a part, feeling the joy of finally overcoming difficulties.

Yet now, were they truly going to burn the patients who had struggled to recover?

"Crown Prince..."

"Nonsense! Everything they say is a lie—the Princess and the Prince are already dead!"

Chu Minghao hadn’t expected even his own guards to disobey him.

He stepped forward two strides, torch in hand, staring at the thick circle of dry wood surrounding the critical illness zone.

Even if the distance prevented him from directly burning them to death, setting the fire and guarding the area would suffocate Chu Qianli with smoke—the wretched woman would surely perish!

"Set it ablaze! Anyone who dares disobey will face death by my hand!"

Chu Minghao roared as he threw the torch forcefully.

Everyone watched as the torch streaked through the air, about to land amidst the dry wood soaked in fire oil.

If it caught fire, skilled martial artists might escape, but the patients—there was no way they’d survive.

The smoke would suffocate them all.

Was the Crown Prince actually going to... kill defenseless citizens...

The torch was about to touch the wood.

But then, unexpectedly, a fierce gust of wind swept through.

With a crack, the torch broke into two before it could hit the ground.

One half vanished out of sight, while the still-burning other half flew sharply—smashing directly into Chu Minghao’s chest.

"Ah..." Chu Minghao let out a scream, his body flung backward as blood splattered through the air.

"Crown Prince!"

Before anyone could make sense of what had happened, they heard Chu Minghao’s body land heavily on the ground.

And before him stood a tall, cold, and imposing figure, unwavering in the wind!

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