Prince Yexuan really was that badly injured.
It was only because his body was too strong, that even when taking his pulse, it wasn't noticed that he was on the verge of fainting.
Chu Qianli's heart was once again torn with pain.
"I'll help you over, you... just bear with it a little."
She placed Feng Yexuan's arm onto her shoulder and tried hard to help him up.
It was really difficult, heavier than she had imagined, which showed just how strong those muscles were.
But he was truly exhausted, and even Chu Qianli could feel that he was trying hard to cooperate.
It's just that he didn't have much strength.
Finally, she managed to help Feng Yexuan onto the blanket, where he immediately collapsed like a deflated balloon and closed his eyes.
"Prince..."
"Doesn't this prince have a name?" Although speaking caused him to cough up blood, he still stubbornly responded.
Chu Qianli hurriedly said, "Yexuan, you don't need to answer me, just listen to me talk."
He quieted down.