"But... Your Highness, they... those patients, those patients have gotten up!"
The guards holding the torches stared at the "corpses" being carried out, their faces filled with unease.
Those weren't corpses, they were people! Living people!
Were they really going to burn living people to death?
Not patients on the verge of death, but... but people who could walk after getting up!
How could they burn such living people to death?
The recovered patients now saw the situation clearly, their faces filled with terror. Some cried out, "They're going to set a fire! They're going to burn us to death!"
"Don't burn us! We're better now, we're better now!"
"Your Highness, save us! Princess, save us! They're going to set a fire and burn us to death! Princess, Princess, save us..."
"Your Highness... Your Highness, they say... they say they are better now, what... what should we do..."
As the patients cried for help, a group of people rushed out, shielding the critically ill area behind them.
It was the team led by Xi Jiu.
After carrying out the patients, they immediately drew their long swords and guarded the critically ill area.
Many guards, still in their thick protective suits, picked up their swords to fight.
"Chu Minghao, the Princess and the Prince have cured the patients. If you dare to set a fire, you will be intentionally harming the Princess. How will you explain yourself to the world when you return?"
"The patients are better, they say... the Princess has cured the patients..."
The guards of Prince Yu's manor, holding their torches, began to slowly lower them.
During this time, due to a shortage of manpower, even they were occasionally dispatched to help treat patients.
Back then, everyone was desperate, feeling that the patients could never recover.
But now, hadn't they all gotten up?
The critically ill patients had truly gotten up.
They had come back to life, and everyone had a share in the credit, feeling a joy of finally overcoming difficulties.
But now, were they going to burn the patients who had finally recovered?
"Your Highness..."
"Nonsense! Everything they say is false. The Princess and Prince Xuan are already dead!"
Chu Minghao did not expect that even his own guards would no longer obey him.
He took two steps forward, holding a torch, and looked at the thick layer of dry firewood spread around the critically ill area.
Even if it was too far to burn them directly, as long as they set the fire and prevented anyone from leaving the surrounding area, the smoke alone could suffocate that vixen Chu Qianli!
"Set the fire! Anyone who dares to disobey, this Prince will kill without mercy!"
Chu Minghao roared, and with a forceful flick of his wrist, he threw the torch.
Everyone watched as the torch flew through the air, about to fall into the dry firewood soaked in oil.
If it burned, those with strong martial arts might be able to escape, but the patients would surely not survive.
The smoke would suffocate them.
Your Highness, are you really going to... kill unarmed civilians...
The torch was about to land on the dry firewood.
But, to everyone's surprise, a sudden gust of wind swept through.
With a crack, the torch broke into two halves before it even hit the ground.
One half fell somewhere unknown, while the burning other half flew back fiercely, smashing directly into Chu Minghao's chest.
"Ah..." Chu Minghao screamed, and was sent flying backward, a mouthful of blood splattering in the air.
"Your Highness!"
Before everyone could clearly see what was happening, they heard the sound of Chu Minghao's body hitting the ground heavily.
And before him, a tall, cold figure stood against the wind!