Tearing the Prince's Clothes after Withdrawing Marriage Chapter 1126 - 1125: Wishing To Tear Her Into Pieces

"Who is there? Daring to intrude upon the Prince’s Residence at night! Seize her!"

"Capture the assassin!"

When Chu Qianli awoke, she was still in a groggy state.

Upon opening her eyes, her vision was filled with guards and torches.

The firelight soared, stinging her eyes, making it hard for her to keep them open, so she squinted instinctively.

She tried to raise her hand to block the light in front of her, but to her surprise, she found her hands were bound as she attempted to move them.

"What’s going on?" In the midst of the confusion, a deep and unfamiliar male voice rose from within the crowd.

"Sir, this female assassin attempted to assassinate the Prince and has been captured by us."

"Assassin?" At those words, a wave of revulsion ca over the official.

Without a second thought, he barked, "Drag her away for execution!"

"Yes!"

Two guards imdiately took hold of Chu Qianli, ready to drag her away.

Chu Qianli finally snapped fully awake.

Of course, if she didn’t, it would be the end of her life.

"Wait a mont!"

She looked up at the "Sir" who was about to leave and said in a deep voice, "I am not an assassin... Where is this?"

The Sir paid no attention to her.

The two guards continued to drag her away.

Chu Qianli struggled to sort through the information she had just heard.

The Prince’s Residence?

"I am not an assassin!" This ti, she straightened her back, twisted her wrist, and a dagger fell into her hand.

With a single cut, she severed the rope binding her hands.

With a swift sweep of her long legs, the two unsuspecting guards by her side were knocked to the ground.

The Sir’s steps halted, and he imdiately turned to look at her.

Those guards who had originally intended to leave now drew their swords again and surrounded her.

This assassin was not simple — already bound, yet still sohow managed to procure a dagger from sowhere and cut the rope!

Clearly prepared for this!

"Archers, get ready!" the Sir commanded.

The guards imdiately backed away, clearing a large space.

The archers ca forward, countless long arrows aid at Chu Qianli.

Just as the Sir was about to give the order to shoot, Chu Qianli shouted, "I am a man of Prince Yexuan. I ca here to rescue the Prince!"

...

"A man of mine?" The man looking down upon her with high disdain, his gaze as dismissive as to be infuriating.

Once again bound, Chu Qianli looked coldly at him.

If it weren’t for the sake of survival, she would never, ever entangle herself with this scoundrel.

But with dozens of archers, failing to find a suitable reason to stop them from shooting at her simultaneously, Chu Qianli would likely have been riddled with arrows by now, like a hornet’s nest.

"Let feel the Prince’s pulse; it will do you no harm."

If he truly cares so much about the Prince.

Feng Yexuan’s face showed no expression.

The Sir’s na was Cang Yu, a guard to the Prince.

At this mont, Cang Yu looked at Feng Yexuan sowhat anxiously, "Prince, this person... is not yours?"

"No," Feng Yexuan answered, crisp and clear.

Cang Yu’s expression imdiately darkened as he bellowed, "Seize her for a death by dismbernt!"

The Prince is so gravely injured that even dicines are of no use now; Mr. Liujin is at a loss, barely sustaining the Prince’s life with dicinal herbs.

The entire Prince Residence was shrouded in an air of death. This damned female assassin had the audacity to impersonate a man of Prince Yexuan!

Cang Yu wished nothing more than to tear her to pieces!