Feng Yexuan fainted.
When Leng Ji and Fu Long helped him down from the vine basket, Feng Yexuan's face was like that of a dead man.
Terrifyingly pale. m..oΓg
Chu Qianli then realized that he had been holding on all along. In fact, when he got into the vine basket, he was already on the verge of collapse.
Yet, he held on until the last second, clarifying matters and ensuring their safety before allowing himself to close his eyes.
So formidable, it was terrifying!
"Miss Li, how is our Prince? Will... will he be alright?"
When they returned to the military camp, Leng Ji had been guarding outside the tent. Upon seeing Chu Qianli emerge, he immediately stepped forward.
Fu Long was also present. Tonight, no one dared to rest; they were all waiting.
Prince Xuan was severely injured.
It was also Fu Long's first time seeing Prince Xuan so weak.
When he was brought back, he was covered in blood, riddled with wounds, his flesh and blood mangled everywhere!
Fu Long even thought that if these injuries were on himself, he probably wouldn't have survived and would already be dead.
As men, they both had to admit that they truly couldn't compare to Prince Xuan.
The title of God of War could only befit Prince Xuan.
"Miss Li, our Prince, what exactly..."
"He's fine, but he's lost too much blood and is very weak."
She looked at Leng Ji, "I need a basin of hot water, as soon as possible!"
"Alright!" Leng Ji turned and left immediately to prepare the hot water.
Chu Qianli looked at Fu Long, "Go and mobilize a team of men, at least three thousand."
She raised her hand and handed him something.
"A'Li..." Fu Long frowned deeply, "This..."
Prince Xuan's token, how did she... get it?
"I stole it." That's why she had to send Leng Ji away. Otherwise, even though Leng Ji treated her well, he couldn't bend the rules for her.
"I will have Leng Ji stay here to attend to him. You mobilize three thousand elites for me, and give me another hour. I will find you before dawn."
Chu Qianli didn't have much time to explain to him now.
Fu Long should understand that since she stole the token, she must have considered the seriousness of the matter.
She would never act on impulse.
Fu Long finally pursed his lips and said, "Alright!"
He turned and left.
Chu Qianli immediately returned to the tent to continue cleaning Feng Yexuan's wounds.
The larger wounds had already been cleaned. This time, she administered anesthetic.
Firstly, it would alleviate his pain, and secondly, it would allow him to sleep soundly.
This man was too stubborn. If he were conscious, he would definitely not be able to stay idle.
Leng Ji quickly brought the hot water.
Chu Qianli personally wrung out the towel and cleaned Feng Yexuan's body.
Leng Ji stood by, watching her busy figure, and couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness again.
"Princess Consort..."
This title hadn't been spoken for a long time.
Now, calling it out, it was filled with heartache.
Chu Qianli's fingertips paused, then she smiled dismissively, "I am not your Princess Consort."
"In the hearts of your subordinates, there is only ever you as the Princess Consort of Prince Xuan's manor."
Only she, at the Prince's moments of life and death, would risk her life to save him.
Only she, when the Prince fell, could shoulder the heavy responsibility and bear all burdens.
And only she could calm the furious Prince, make him obedient, and soothe his prickly nature.
More importantly, only she could save the Prince from the brink of death when he was critically ill.
Leng Ji found himself having a morbid trust in Chu Qianli.
It was like worship.
At any time, even when on the verge of despair, as long as the Princess Consort was there, he believed that the Prince would surely be safe!
"Princess Consort..." Leng Ji looked at her back.
This time, when he called her Princess Consort, Chu Qianli had no reaction.
Leng Ji knew that the Princess Consort, like the Prince, was actually equally proud and equally calm and composed.
He said helplessly, "Princess Consort, in the future, can you and the Prince stop arguing? Can you reconcile?"
Chu Qianli felt like laughing.
From the moment she transmigrated, since their wedding night until now, whether they argued or not, it wasn't up to her to decide.
There were too many voices around Feng Yexuan, too many people.
They were all pushing her, step by step, towards the present. Every step was almost forced.
When had she ever been peaceful and quiet?
"Princess Consort, your subordinate knows that there are still many people blocking the way between you and the Prince, but your subordinate feels that as long as the Princess Consort and the Prince are of one heart..."
"How can you be sure that your Prince is of one heart with me?" Chu Qianli smiled faintly.
Not to mention, she herself might not be able to wholeheartedly treat this man before her.
No, how could it be wholeheartedly?
Had she forgotten Qian'er's death, forgotten the child she lost?
The enemy was still before her eyes, but this revenge was destined to be taken by her alone.
Qian'er was killed by Chu Huaiyu. If Feng Yexuan couldn't even give her this trust, how could they be of one heart?
"Princess Consort..."
"When you came up, your Prince said that he saw someone below, the one who trained the medicine people."
"Who?" Leng Ji's attention was indeed instantly drawn to this topic.
Chu Qianli just didn't want to discuss her relationship with Feng Yexuan.
She said faintly, "That person is called Qiu Qinghai, and he is..."
"The elder brother of the late Princess He!" Leng Ji's heart trembled, and he blurted out, "Could it be that these medicine people were all trained by Prince He?"
"It seems so, but it's not necessarily the case."
Princess He's brother... then everyone would naturally assume that Prince He must be behind all of this.
After all, the person behind this must be powerful enough.
Not only must they have power and influence, but they must also have wealth.
And among those who were particularly close to Qiu Qinghai, only Prince He had this 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 Xuan, then it wouldn't be impossible for someone to reap the benefits.
"I'm telling you this first. After your Prince wakes up, you can discuss it with him properly."
Feng Yexuan was not a simple person. His thoughts would surely be the same as hers.
Before there was any evidence to prove that Prince He was responsible, all of this still needed to be investigated further.
"The Prince should wake up after dawn. You stay and watch over him."
Chu Qianli finished cleaning his wounds, washed him, and tidied everything up. Just as she was about to leave.
The man on the bed suddenly raised his hand and grabbed her wrist.
Chu Qianli frowned. Confirming that he was still unconscious, she reached out to push him away.
But before her strength could be exerted, she seemed to faintly hear something: "...child."
Chu Qianli's heart tightened, and her heart instantly cooled.
She forcefully pushed Feng Yexuan's hand away and turned to leave.
Leng Ji became anxious, "Princess Consort, actually... actually, your and the Prince's child is gone, and the Prince is also very sad. His... his pain is no less than yours!"