Tearing the Prince's Clothes after Withdrawing Marriage-Chapter 1361 - 1360: If You Really Dare

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Chapter 1361: Chapter 1360: If You Really Dare

Prince Xuan!

Standing in front of Chu Minghao was none other than Prince Xuan!

The guards of Prince Yu’s Residence backed away in a panic.

Feng Yexuan glanced at the torches in their hands and raised his hand.

"Prince..." Jingri struggled to stand, staggering to Feng Yexuan’s side.

"They... They want to set fire and kill everyone in the village."

Feng Yexuan’s gaze darkened as he glanced at Jingri’s wounds.

Two sword wounds, blood gushing endlessly. The wounds weren’t in the same spot, and he didn’t even know which one to cover.

The injuries were severe!

"Go inside and find that woman to bandage your wounds."

"Prince... Yes! I... I’ll go right away." Jingri knew he couldn’t hold out much longer.

Though he wished to fight shoulder to shoulder with the Prince, staying would likely only burden him.

Moreover, the Prince was forever a deity in everyone’s hearts; as long as he stood, a towering tree seemed to rise, shielding all beneath it.

A sense of absolute security.

Jingri gritted his teeth, forcing his legs forward toward the infirmary.

Chu Minghao was still coughing up blood. Even though Gui Tong held him upright, he could barely stand.

His body was weak, threatening collapse at any moment.

But he was unwilling to accept this!

Fixing his gaze on Feng Yexuan, his fingers trembled with resentment.

Why was he unaffected? Wasn’t it said that he had removed his mask? Why hadn’t he contracted the plague?

How could the heavens be so unfair!

"Kill him!"

Chu Minghao gritted his teeth, his entire body trembling. Whether it was due to his injuries or his anger, it was unclear.

"Whoever kills him... I... I will reward them... Reward them..."

Feng Yexuan stepped forward.

Chu Minghao instantly felt an overwhelming force rushing toward him.

His chest was crushed once more, his mouth abruptly opened, and he spat a mouthful of blood.

His eyes then closed, and he fainted completely.

"Crown Prince!" Gui Tong held him, panic setting in upon seeing Chu Minghao’s pallor: "Someone! Someone! Get a doctor! Someone!"

Prince Yu’s Residence had brought their own doctor along. Though there were not enough people outside, Chu Minghao would never neglect himself.

The doctor rushed over, and together with Gui Tong, they examined the Crown Prince. Seeing his complexion, even the doctor was horrified.

"Quick! Take him inside, hurry!"

Gui Tong, however, remained deeply uneasy, watching Feng Yexuan standing proudly against the wind, fearing he might approach again.

He had come to fully understand Prince Xuan’s martial ability—utterly beyond anything she could counter.

Chu Minghao’s face was ashen, appearing as if... as if he might not survive!

"Prince Xuan, today’s matter was merely a misunderstanding. Once we return... return..."

If Feng Yexuan refused to let them leave, he didn’t have the means to bring Chu Minghao away. At this moment, he could only beg Prince Xuan to show mercy.

Otherwise, the Crown Prince likely wouldn’t make it!

But before Gui Tong finished speaking, Feng Yexuan snorted coldly, completely ignoring them.

He didn’t place them in his eyes at all.

Feng Yexuan eyed the guards still holding torches, his indifferent voice brimming with murderous intent: "I want to see who has the courage to harm innocent civilians!"

Seeing this, Gui Tong quickly supported the unconscious Chu Minghao and took advantage of the moment to slip away.

Feng Yexuan’s icy gaze fixed on the guards as his hand clenched tightly.

A frigid gust of energy instantly extinguished at least half of the torches in the guards’ hands.

The remaining guards retreated hurriedly.

From afar, countless people were surging toward this direction.

Xi Jiu felt a wave of unease rise in his heart: "Prince, the villagers are coming! If they find out the guards planned to set fire and murder, they’ll likely riot!"

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