Tearing the Prince's Clothes after Withdrawing Marriage Chapter 299 - 298: As Long As You Believe in Me

Chu Qianli didn’t want to listen, and she started walking towards the tent entrance.

Leng Ji knelt on the ground with a plop, saying anxiously, "Princess, the Prince is also suffering deep down. That night, it was the first ti I saw the Prince shed tears."

A sudden pang struck her heart, and the step she was about to take stopped in its tracks.

Her clenched fist trembled slightly.

He cried?

Impossible!

This man, cold-hearted and unfeeling, now was probably just feeling a bit guilty towards her and the child, trying to make ands.

But, how could he possibly cry for them?

"Princess, it’s true. I have been following the Prince for so many years and have never seen him shed a single tear!"

"That night, it was the first ti, and the only ti!"

Leng Ji was really afraid she would just walk away like this. This was the best opportunity for her and the Prince to nd things.

The fact that she ca to Jicheng herself, that she risked her life descending the cliff to save the Prince, was enough to prove that her feelings for the Prince were not void of sentint.

Why couldn’t two people, both capable of deep emotion, live happily together?

"Princess, that night the Prince stayed by your side, and his heart bled for your pain multiple tis. I saw it all, but did not dare to speak."

"The Prince also forbade to say a single word!"

"Princess, when you later saw the Prince speaking to you with a calm deanor, that was just his disguise. Inside, the Prince was in true agony, imnse agony!"

"Prince, his pain is the sa as yours; he’s just not good at expressing it..."

"The sa as mine..." Chu Qianli closed her eyes, the tight grip of her fist finally easing slowly.

"What does it have to do with ? If he truly cared about , why didn’t he believe when I said that Qianqian was killed by Chu Huaiyu in the first place?"

"Princess, to catch a thief, one must grasp concrete evidence. Without proof, how can you convince anyone?"

Leng Ji wasn’t trying to point fingers at her, although she really wanted to believe her.

But Chu Huaiyu had nearly died!

The whole situation was illogical.

"Moreover, Miss Huaiyu is the daughter of Long Qianyue. Without solid evidence, how could the Prince convict Miss Huaiyu? Not to ntion..."

Leng Ji lowered her head, her voice involuntarily growing softer, "Not to ntion, just based on the fact that Miss Huaiyu is the daughter of Long Qianyue, even if it were really Miss Huaiyu who killed Qianqian..."

Chu Qianli didn’t listen any further.

She walked away quickly.

Yes! Being the daughter of Long Qianyue, that identity alone was sufficient to persuade everything.

Initially, because Chu Qianli was the daughter of Long Qianyue, even though Feng Yexuan loathed the idea, he still married her.

Now, because Chu Huaiyu is the daughter of Long Qianyue, even if he had doubts in his heart, he still chose blind trust.

One day, if it turns out that she is really the daughter of Long Qianyue, would Prince Yexuan also think, for this reason alone, he must marry her again, treating her with the utmost care and nurture?

A woman esteed by her mother’s status.

But, this isn’t what she wanted at all.

Chu Qianli left, and only then did Leng Ji slowly get up from the ground, feeling helpless.

When could the Prince and Princess truly patch things up?

As long as Chu Huaiyu’s identity remained, the Prince... couldn’t really do anything to her.

If the Princess truly intended to deal with Chu Huaiyu... Leng Ji dared not think further.

The Prince would certainly protect the daughter of his benefactor. What should be done?

If only Chu Huaiyu weren’t the daughter of Long Qianyue, how great would that be?

Leng Ji returned to the bedside, watching over Feng Yexuan.

He saw that the Prince’s face and the exposed hand were all cleaned up neatly.

Even the smallest wounds had been carefully tended to.

Leng Ji’s heart felt even more sore.

The Princess clearly cared about the Prince.

The irony of fate.

When could they truly wait until the clouds parted to see the bright moon?

Leng Ji watched by Feng Yexuan’s bedside for less than the ti it took an incense stick to burn, when suddenly, noisy footsteps ca from outside.

"Lord Leng!"

The vice captain hurried to the front of the tent and exclaid, "My lord, urgent news!"

Leng Ji swiftly pulled aside the tent curtain, "What’s the matter?"

"Sir, Miss Chu and Fu Long..."

The deputy looked inside and, given the tent’s small size, indeed saw the Prince still lying in bed, yet to awaken.

The deputy’s face was anxiously flushed, "They took the Prince’s token and transferred 3,000 elite troops, and departed overnight!"

"What?" Chu Qianli transferred 3,000 of the Prince’s elite troops? What does she intend to do?

"Where did they go?"

"I don’t know, sir. Miss Chu didn’t explain, but judging by the direction of the troops, it seems... it seems they’re headed towards Landie Mountain."

Leng Ji’s scalp tingled instantly, and he reflexively glanced back.

The Prince was still in a deep slumber, and Chu Qianli... He began to feel anxious as well.

No wonder the Prince always said that woman... always gave people such a headache.

She actually took 3,000 elite troops and intended to attack the dicine Man Corps!

Doesn’t she know that those dicine n, each one, are killing machines, extrely terrifying?

"Sir, the Prince has not yet awakened, what do we do now?"

The brothers had followed Miss Chu away, and she, just a young woman, what does she know about leading troops into battle?

Although tales of her bravery in the battle at Phoenix Mountain did circulate, to be honest, who would believe it without having witnessed it personally?

Most prefer to believe that it was actually Sir Leng Ji who led the troops in that battle!

"Sir..."

"She must have a good plan." Leng Ji still placed great trust in Chu Qianli.

But the dicine n were no ordinary enemy. Even with the best of plans, there could still be danger.

If she were to get injured, the Prince would certainly be furious upon waking.

"Gather 2,000 elite troops and provide support imdiately!"

"Yes, sir!"

...Chu Qianli had taken 3,000 elite troops with her.

These 3,000 n had no understanding of Chu Qianli.

Following a young woman into battle, there was always so resistance in their hearts.

But she had the Prince’s token.

"Miss!"

The highest-ranking officer taken by Chu Qianli this ti was a deputy, Yang Chong.

With the token in Chu Qianli’s hand, Yang Chong had no choice but to submit.

However, the lives of 3,000 brothers were in his hands, and he had to be cautious.

"Do you know how many dicine n there are under the cliff?"

That’s the dicine Man Corps that grievously injured the Prince, a single misstep could endanger all the brothers.

This wasn’t a ga.

"I don’t know for now." Chu Qianli was very straightforward, "Yesterday, I went down and saw about a hundred or so."

"And the unseen?" Yang Chong instantly tensed up, sensing that her words suggested more to co.

The unseen, just how many could there be?

"I don’t know."

Chu Qianli stood on the cliff’s edge, where she had descended the night before.

"But I can confirm the terrain down there."

The drone had flown over; she probably had a clear view.

The dicine n erged from the cliffs, so as for how many were hidden inside the caves, she didn’t know.

But the base of this cliff was not vast, shaped like a basin with sheer cliffs all around. There had to be a secret pathway or the like for an exit.

It wasn’t possible for the dicine n to roam in large numbers indiscriminately.

Her face stern, she assured Yang Chong, "I’ll make them all co out."

"Miss!"

Yang Chong’s heart tightened again, and he said urgently, "If the number of dicine n..."

"No matter the number; I can completely annihilate them."

Chu Qianli turned around to face the 3,000 soldiers behind her, her voice carrying Inner Strength, and intentionally let it resonate across the cliff’s summit, "As long as, you trust !"