CHAPTER 1381: CHAPTER 1380: PRINCE, BELIEVING THE ENCHANTRESS

Yuxing was lifted into Ding Chen’s arms.

Only then did Feng Yexuan clearly see Yuxing’s condition.

Her eyes were tightly closed, she was motionless, appearing completely lifeless.

A short dagger was lodged in her chest, piercing directly at the heart...

Feng Yexuan’s palm clenched instinctively.

This injury... most likely...

"Ding Chen, she was under the influence of an Illusion Technique, that’s why she attempted to assassinate me..."

"So, you knew she was under an Illusion Technique, and still, you killed her, didn’t you?"

Ding Chen couldn’t understand why he felt so agonized.

At the moment Yuxing died, it felt as if his heart had completely stopped beating as well.

The pain!

The pain was so intense it was driving him to the brink of insanity!

"Prince, she killed Yuxing! She killed Yuxing!"

He wanted to strike! A murderous aura radiated from his entire body.

But the Prince was holding Chu Qianli’s hand right now!

Their sole purpose for survival in this life was to follow the Prince.

The Prince holding Chu Qianli’s hand meant he intended to protect her.

He couldn’t kill Chu Qianli. If he killed Chu Qianli, the Prince would be heartbroken.

But right now... right now, he himself was heartbroken!

"Ah..."

"Ding Chen, calm yourself! Yuxing is not dead! She’s just in shock."

"Ah..." But Ding Chen couldn’t hear a word of it.

He completely lost control of himself.

He wanted to kill Chu Qianli! But he couldn’t bear to break the Prince’s heart!

He was powerless!

A despair he was unable to articulate!

A despair so real he could barely breathe!

"Yuxing..."

"She truly isn’t dead!" Chu Qianli knew Feng Yexuan was also in despair and heartbroken at that moment!

She wasn’t sure if she could convince him, after all, everyone had seen with their own eyes that Yuxing had succumbed right in front of her.

Given Feng Yexuan’s disposition, especially after being poisoned and trapped under hypnotism, it was impossible for him to trust her.

But now, Feng Yexuan was Yuxing’s only and final hope left.

If Feng Yexuan didn’t believe her, Yuxing would undoubtedly perish.

"I don’t know if I can save her, but if you trust me, there’s still a sliver of hope! She isn’t dead yet!"

"Yuxing has no life left in her!"

Ding Chen’s eyes were bloodshot, tears welled up to the brink of spilling.

"Prince, this woman killed Yuxing with her own hands, and now she’s still trying to deceive you."

But, Prince, why are you still holding Chu Qianli’s hand?

By holding her hand, are you telling your subordinate not to kill Chu Qianli to avenge Yuxing?

"Prince!"

"Yexuan." Chu Qianli looked up and met Feng Yexuan’s gaze. "I didn’t kill Yuxing. She fell victim to the Illusion Technique and turned the blade on herself to frame me."

"Enchantress! How dare you slander Yuxing—I’ll kill you!" Yet Ding Chen, still, didn’t move.

He simply couldn’t strike!

The Prince was standing alongside the enchantress!

"Yexuan, time is of the essence. This is the last chance. Trust me."

Chu Qianli grasped his large, cold hand tightly.

It turned out his hand was just as icy as hers, so cold it felt as if it might freeze solid, void of the slightest warmth.

"Trust me, I’m begging you!"

Feng Yexuan suddenly closed his eyes forcefully. When he opened them again, his entire demeanor had calmed.

"Take her inside." He commanded solemnly.

Ding Chen’s tears finally began to fall.

The Prince had chosen to trust this enchantress.

But Yuxing, she...

His voice became so hoarse he could barely hear himself: "... She no longer has any life left in her."

They were all martial artists—couldn’t they even distinguish this much?

Yuxing... was already gone. Why was the Prince still falling prey to the enchantress’s bewitchment?

"Yexuan, this is the last chance!"

Chu Qianli remained firm in her tone. "If we delay even a moment longer, Yuxing will truly die!"