Tearing the Prince's Clothes after Withdrawing Marriage Chapter 1214 - 1213 Assassin

Lan Qing collapsed on the ground, his snow-white clothes stained with bright red blood.

He coughed up blood!

"National Advisor, how are you?" Chu Qianli helped him up and checked his pulse, her heart suddenly tightening.

Why is the pulse so chaotic?

"I’m sorry..." Lan Qing only knew that he hadn’t fulfilled what he promised her.

"You were injured before?" No wonder she felt sothing was off when she saw him just now; it turned out he had already been severely injured before casting the spell.

"Last ti I cast a spell, I accidentally... injured my inner energy."

The Emperor almost lost his footing and fell into the icy pond, and to stop the Emperor, he forcefully interrupted the spell. This reversed his energy channels and nearly caused him to fall into demonic cultivation.

Tonight, actually, he did not wish for Chu Qianli to co.

But he also knew, if this girl said she would co, she definitely would.

He, as a person, wasn’t very distinctive, only knowing that once he promised sothing to soone, no matter how difficult, he had to fulfill it.

But this ti, he truly couldn’t manage it.

Just now while casting the spell, when trying to remind Chu Qianli not to co closer, his energy was disrupted, and he imdiately coughed up blood.

He was too heavily injured; he lost at least ninety percent of his power this ti!

Never had he been injured this severely! He didn’t even know how long it would take for him to recuperate his power.

"I’ll help you rest first." Chu Qianli was supporting him as they walked away from the edge of the icy pond.

But unexpectedly, just as they walked outside, they heard a tumultuous noise coming.

"The State Preceptor is casting a spell, no one is allowed to approach."

"Step aside!"

A rude voice: "I received word that a treacherous official has sneaked in, intending to harm the State Preceptor! If you block us like this, and anything happens to the State Preceptor, who will bear the consequences?"

The voice of Prince Yu?

Chu Qianli and Lan Qing exchanged a glance.

Lan Qing’s brow furrowed tightly. He imdiately put on a veil and was ready to go outside.

But unexpectedly, another voice ca: "I personally ca here; am I also not allowed in? That icy pond belongs to my clan! How dare you stop ?"

Chu Qianli didn’t know who the owner of this voice was, but Lan Qing was clear.

At that mont, Lan Qing’s expression darkened, halting his steps to go outside.

"You go first." He looked at Chu Qianli. Inadvertently, he spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.

This ti, he was indeed severely injured!

Chu Qianli wanted to check his pulse, but Lan Qing gently pushed her away: "My senior is here, the little Palace Attendants can’t stop him, you quickly..."

Before Lan Qing could finish his words, outside, that senior already bellowed in anger: "The assassin is inside! Guards, break in for !"

Hearing that they were there to rescue the State Preceptor, who would dare stop them?

This senior, nad Lan Fan, was from the Lan Family.

Originally, it was supposed to be him who inherited the position of State Preceptor, after all, he was much older than Lan Qing.

When the previous State Preceptor passed away, Lan Qing was still young, and Lan Ji had disappeared, making Lan Fan the pri candidate for the succession.

But for so reason, the Lan Family decided to let the younger Lan Qing inherit the position of State Preceptor.

No one knew why.

Regardless, Lan Fan’s power was not much inferior to Lan Qing’s.

Now hearing his voice, Lan Qing felt like he was facing a huge enemy, and even Chu Qianli could sense his seriousness.

"National Advisor..."

"Quickly go!"

"Where’s the traitor running to?" With a whoosh, a cold breeze attacked.

Lan Qing frowned deeply and pushed Chu Qianli out of the way.

He took the brunt of this strike himself.

But now, with his powers severely diminished, how could he possibly stand up to Lan Fan?

One strike, and he was sent flying, crashing into a nearby rock with a slap!