Tearing the Prince's Clothes after Withdrawing Marriage Chapter 1179 - 1178: No Greater Sorrow than a Dead Heart

After turning through several underground corridors, Chu Qianli was brought into a secret room.

"Your Majesty..."

This was the real Chu Jiangnan.

He was currently lying in bed, eyes tightly shut, his complexion turning green—an indication of severe poisoning.

Upon seeing Chu Qianli, Liujin seed as if he had seen hope, abruptly standing up: "Miss Chu..."

"Don’t co any closer!" Chu Qianli suddenly cried out, quickly stepping back.

Seeing Liujin was like seeing a venomous snake or a fierce beast.

Liujin didn’t understand, "Why is she acting like this?"

"Miss, the Emperor is deeply poisoned; I truly have no other ans, please Miss..."

"Why should I?" Chu Qianli almost burst into tears because it was too unjust!

Why, after tornted by them, must she still help them?

Why do they always harm her at whim, yet still expect her help?

Today, she will not help. If it cos to it, they can take her life!

"I will not save him!"

She turned around, unwilling to look at the figure on the sickbed.

"Do what you want with , but I will never save him!"

Liujin continued administering acupuncture to the Emperor to expel the poison.

But the toxins simply would not leave.

It seed to reproduce inside the Emperor’s body, increasing more and more.

Even though he was desperately administering the poison treatnt, the speed could not surpass the growth of the toxins.

Moreover, as he administered the poison treatnt, he also let a great amount of the Emperor’s blood.

Over ti, due to excessive blood loss, even if not killed by the poison, the Emperor would die from shock.

He really had no solution by now.

"Miss, I know you must have been mistreated by the Prince, but... I really have no other ans."

Liujin dared not turn back, dividing his attention and accidentally misplacing a needle.

He quickly refocused, continuing to carefully administer acupuncture to the Emperor.

But he still didn’t give up on persuading her, as every ti he was powerless, Chu Qianli was always his savior.

She was also his redemption.

"Miss Chu, if you’re upset, you can hit or scold after all this, but saving a life is more ritorious than building a seven-tiered pagoda. Miss Chu, the Emperor mustn’t be hard, if sothing truly happens to him, Nanming..."

"What does it have to do with ?" This ti, Chu Qianli was determined not to help.

She even kept her back to them, unwilling to look at them even once.

"Saving a life is more ritorious than building a seven-tiered pagoda," she is still a doctor, and seeing patients always made it hard to resist.

She feared that if she saw him, she might soften her heart.

Moreover, she inexplicably harbored a sense of admiration for Chu Jiangnan... No!

This ti, absolutely not!

"I will not save him, Liujin, this ti, I will not soften my heart!"

Liujin was out of options, only managing to give Leng Ji a glance.

Leng Ji nodded and imdiately left.

But the Prince was currently dealing with his ministers, and it was uncertain when he could return to handle all this.

Chu Qianli, seeing the exchange of looks between Liujin and Leng Ji, suddenly laughed.

"I’m not even afraid of death, what do you think I could still be afraid of?"

Threatening her again by stripping her and throwing her in front of everyone?

If Feng Yexuan truly did that, she would accept it.

She would never compromise!

Chu Qianli closed her eyes, indifferent to the man on the bed.

Not knowing how much ti had passed, Feng Yexuan, finally using the excuse of needing rest, sent the Kings Yuxiang and Lingwang away.

When he arrived after hearing Leng Ji’s reports,

The mont he stepped into the secret room, he quickly walked over to Chu Qianli and pulled her to him: "Today, whether you save him or not, you have to save him!"