My Princess and Crown Prince Are Revived
Chapter 363 Tearing off the Mask

Chapter 363: Chapter 363 Tearing off the Mask

"General, you are wounded."

Xie Feifei ran over at this time, carrying a medicine chest.

The wind blew her temple locks of hair, her small face pale with worry, appearing like a delicate flower.

"You’ve arrived just in time, hurry and take a look at him, his abdominal wound is severe."

Yan Lian said urgently.

Everyone quickly carried Zhu Yinian to an adjacent tent.

Xie Feifei took out scissors and cut open Zhu Yinian’s clothes, fully exposing the wound.

The wound was very deep, and fresh blood was seeping out.

"Brother Yinian, it must hurt a lot."

Xie Feifei’s eyes reddened immediately, her voice tender with pain.

Seeing the tears welling up in her eyes, Zhu Yinian’s brow furrowed tight, and he hurriedly said, "Feifei, in the march and battle, who does not get injured? Don’t worry."

"I’m going to clean your wound now, bear with it a little," Xie Feifei sobbed.

"You, you take good care of his wounds."

Yan Lian sighed and then walked out with Jian Yun.

Little did he know, as soon as he stepped out, he ran into Feng Shan.

"The servant pays respect to Prince Yan."

Feng Shan quickly bowed low in greeting.

His tone was slightly cold.

But Yan Lian was not in the mood to pay attention to these details, so he did not notice anything amiss.

He nodded and said, "I remember you, you are the maid from the Eighth Prince’s consort. The military camp is dangerous right now, be careful. Otherwise, go back to the capital city. Before leaving, the Eighth Prince’s consort asked me to take good care of you."

Yan Lian furrowed his brow, appearing to be in a dilemma over how to handle Feng Shan.

"Prince Yan, has the Princess really already left the military camp?"

Feng Shan suppressed the frustration in his heart and quickly looked up to ask Yan Lian.

Yan Lian nodded quickly, "Of course, having not seen the Eighth Prince for so long, the Princess was naturally anxious and went to look for him."

"All right, it’s late at night, you should go back,"

Yan Lian waved his hand dismissively at Feng Shan.

Feng Shan furrowed his brow, his eyes slightly downturned, then he responded, "Yes, Prince Yan."

But after he turned to leave, he heard Jian Yun sigh behind him.

"If the Eighth Prince also encountered danger, wouldn’t the Princess be stepping into danger as well by going there?"

These words made Feng Shan’s heart tremble.

He had sent a thousand Death Soldiers to ambush on the way.

He had given the order to kill Yan Lin at all costs, along with everyone by his side.

With this thought, he broke out in a cold sweat.

"No, it cannot be, sister cannot have an accident!"

He clenched his teeth, his lower lip bleeding from the bite.

...

"Crown Prince of Dongli, did you break our alliance today?"

A figure barged directly into Dongli Honglang’s tent, speaking sharply.

"What’s the matter, are you in a hurry?"

Dongli Honglang lay on the bed, not even lifting his eyelids.

"We, the Third Prince, had already stated before cooperating with you that everything should follow his plan. Now he has not yet given the order, and you have started to attack the city, you have broken our alliance!"

The man warned.

"Broken the alliance?"

Dongli Honglang tugged at the corner of his mouth, his murderous aura intensifying.

He lifted his foot and viciously kicked the army medic that was treating him.

Thrown by the kick, the medic fell to the ground, gasping for air with a panicked expression, "Crown Prince, please spare my life, Crown Prince, please spare my life."

The others quickly knelt as well, not daring to take a deep breath.

After all, every time the Crown Prince grew angry, these men would face death.

"Fen Nu, if your three Princes still want our alliance to continue, have him come and speak with me personally. You, you are not qualified!"

Dongli Honglang stared at Fen Nu with disgust.

Fen Nu just stood there, not bending his back in the slightest, his face devoid of any trace of panic.

After a long while, he finally spoke slowly, "Crown Prince, our Prince is otherwise occupied. Whatever you wish to discuss, you can directly speak with me, and I will relay the message."

Hearing Fen Nu’s words, Dongli Honglang’s gaze grew even darker.

"What an arrogant message to relay. Your third Prince has quite the nerve, thinking he can overshadow this Crown Prince," he sneered.

Quickly rising to his feet, even with his shoulder still bleeding, he moved as though nothing was amiss.

He approached Fen Nu and then made his move, grabbling the other’s throat directly.

"Initially, when your three Princes collaborated with me, he promised to flatten Nanduan Kingdom. Yet, when our troops reached Tongzhou, he stopped us from advancing. He never once showed up, and Beihai Country’s forces were always passive in battle. This is your idea of cooperation..."

He gritted his teeth as he spoke.

Watching Fen Nu’s face grow paler, he finally felt a bit better.

He continued in a low voice, "I have always harbored the intent to swallow up Dongli Country, seeking allies these years. Initially, when I found Beihai Country, I thought you would outright refuse. After all, Beihai lies to the north and Nanduan to the south. Even if Nanduan Kingdom was conquered, it wouldn’t be convenient for you to rule, would it..."

"Who would have thought? Your third Prince actually agreed and was even willing to send troops ahead of schedule. At the time, I couldn’t fathom why. But recently, I’ve finally found the answer."

"In truth, the third Prince never wanted the cities of Nanduan Kingdom; what he wanted was... Chu Baihan, right?"

As he spoke, Dongli Honglang’s grip tightened significantly.

Fen Nu’s complexion grew whiter still, but he never showed any sign of fear from start to finish.

He slowly raised his hand and calmly pried Dongli Honglang’s hand away.

"Our master seeks people, you seek cities. Though the goals differ, both require warfare. How does this affect anything?"

He lifted his eyelids slightly and said coldly.

"You’re admitting it? This indeed is your third Prince’s purpose!"

Dongli Honglang clenched his fist, his eyes cold as if he were about to devour someone.

Sensing his anger, the servants on the ground trembled even more.

"Heh heh... heh heh heh... What fools, complete fools. I’ve never seen such fools, who pass up a kingdom and go to great lengths for a whore."

Dongli Honglang mocked relentlessly.

Yet Fen Nu remained completely unmoved.

"Your third Prince doesn’t want cities, which suits me perfectly. But his stopping me from deploying troops is obstructing me," he said with venom.

"So, Crown Prince, are you planning to ignore our master’s objections and continue with your deployment?"

Fen Nu’s eyes finally showed a ripple as he spoke slowly.

"Of course, once Tongzhou falls, the capital city will soon be breached, and Nanduan Kingdom will belong to Dongli Country," Dongli Honglang declared arrogantly.

"Crown Prince, without our master’s aid, your Dongli Country will never break through Tongzhou," Fen Nu stated unhurriedly.

"Utterly preposterous. With three cities already fallen, does Tongzhou still have the strength to resist? The troops of Beihai Country will stand aside for me. This Tongzhou, I will take by force!"