This is your world

Outside the room, the cold winter wind howled.

In the room, even though the stove was on, there was still a bit of coldness.

In the semi-dark environment, Prince Zhaonan wrapped his clothes around his body and coughed slightly: "It's been cold recently, so I must have caught a cold."

His voice was very soft and deep. He lowered his head slightly and did not look at Li Beifeng.

Li Beifeng, on the other hand, squinted his eyes slightly, with a hint of strangeness on his face.

As a doctor, he was sensitive to the fact that something was wrong with Prince Zhaonan's state.

Like very weak!

His face is also pale!

However, Li Beifeng glanced out the window and nodded slightly.

Cold weather!

This rush is indeed very life-threatening!

Prince Zhaonan was banned in martial arts, and now he is just an ordinary person. It is indeed normal to be infected with the cold.

Therefore, Li Beifeng was only briefly confused and did not go into details.

"Drink a couple of drinks to warm yourself up?!"

Li Beifeng suggested.

"That's fine!"

Prince Zhaonan nodded slightly.

Li Beifeng sat down, opened the two bottles of wine in his hands, and then poured two glasses.

Looking at Prince Zhaonan in front of him, he felt a little emotional.

Along the way, after leaving Nanzhou, they went all the way north. On the way, Li Beifeng kept taking care of Zhao Ying and didn't pay much attention to Prince Zhaonan.

Prince Zhaonan has always been strictly guarded by his men, and he was not given any chance to escape.

The once arrogant Prince Zhaonan was now a prisoner, and everything seemed to be coming to an end.

However, what made Li Beifeng feel a little strange. Along the way, people under his command came to report, but Prince Zhaonan remained indifferent after being captured. They were escorted all the way north without any resistance or struggle. On the contrary, they were very cooperative.

This indeed made Li Beifeng instinctively sense that something was wrong!

As the leader of the rebels, he now controls nearly half of the territory of Jiangnan and Nanzhou, and can almost compete with Dazhao for half of the country.

But now, he has become a prisoner. After he was escorted to the capital, there was no hope of a comeback!

Is he really willing?

Are you really just sitting there waiting for death?

Li Beifeng thought about it in his shoes. He would definitely not be able to bear it!

Obviously, he just needs to work harder and delay for a few months. When Dazhao completely collapses, he can enter the capital in one fell swoop and sit on the coveted emperor's throne.

He had been planning for more than ten years, how could he be willing to give up like this?

Now that he is a prisoner, do he really accept his fate like this?

Something's wrong!

Unbelievable!

Li Beifeng picked up the wine glass and said to Prince Zhaonan: "Your Majesty, I'd like to give you a drink!"

Prince Zhaonan did not speak, but raised his head slightly and stared at Li Beifeng quietly.

Li Beifeng chuckled and drank it all in one gulp.

After drinking the hot liquor, my body suddenly felt as if it was burning.

The coldness of winter was also driven away at this moment.

"In half a month, we can reach the capital!"

After drinking two glasses of wine, Li Beifeng's eyes fell on Prince Zhaonan. As if thinking of something, he suddenly asked: "My lord, have you really given up?"

Upon hearing this, Prince Zhaonan raised his head slightly and glanced at Li Beifeng, but did not answer his question.

Then, he picked up the wine glass on the table, took a sip, and drank it all.

The strong alcohol entered his throat and spread out in his body instantly.

For a moment, a strong feeling came to my heart.

Prince Zhaonan's face turned slightly ugly, and then he suddenly held back.

With his eyes lowered, his whole body seemed to be immersed in a strange and dull aura.

"If you don't give up, what can you do?!"

After a long time, the slightly hoarse voice of Prince Zhaonan came: "I have become a prisoner now. Even if I am not willing to do so, what can I do?"

This is indeed the truth.

only……

Li Beifeng still felt instinctively that something was not right.

There is something wrong with Prince Zhaonan who gives up so easily!

"Unexpectedly, the plan I have been preparing for more than ten years, and the dream of being emperor that I have been cherishing for more than ten years, will eventually be ruined in your hands!"

Prince Zhaonan raised his eyes and suddenly stared at Li Beifeng. There seemed to be some light in his eyes, staring at Li Beifeng.

Being stared at by Prince Zhaonan like this, Li Beifeng didn't have much reaction. He just shook his head slightly and said, "Your failure actually has nothing to do with me. Even without me, your rebellion plan will not succeed!"

Of course what Li Beifeng said is not unreasonable!

Without him, there would have been no rebellion in the Northern Qi Dynasty, and there would have been no plan to restore the country that the Taoist nun has been working on for more than ten years.

In this way, Dazhao does not need to face the situation of being attacked from two sides. Prince Zhaonan's rebellion is naturally unlikely to succeed.

"This king is indeed not willing to give in!"

Prince Zhaonan suddenly looked up at the ceiling, with a haggard look on his face.

In just a few days, he seemed to have aged many years.

He was in his prime, he should have been high-spirited and dominate the world!

But now, his face is full of vicissitudes of life, like an old man.

Especially the light in his eyes has disappeared.

Li Beifeng said nothing.

He was just curious about this kind of question and could not answer it!

After all, Prince Zhaonan's current fate was actually caused by him.

After a moment of silence, Prince Zhaonan suddenly withdrew his eyes and stared at Li Beifeng calmly. Those silent eyes seemed to see through Li Beifeng.

"Your name isn't Li Er, right?"

Prince Zhaonan suddenly asked.

"Why did the prince say that?"

"intuition!"

Prince Zhaonan shook his head, looked at Li Beifeng, and said solemnly: "I'm afraid you are not your original appearance, right?"

Li Beifeng was stunned and looked at Prince Zhaonan with a little surprise: "You can also see this?!"

He is indeed not his original appearance. Ever since he left Sunset City, Li Beifeng has always been in disguise outside. Except for those who know him very well, basically no one can recognize him.

"Ying'er is proud and arrogant. If you look ordinary, Ying'er will definitely not look down on you!"

Unexpectedly, Prince Zhaonan shook his head.

What's the meaning?

Do you mean Zhao Ying looks at her face?

"I always feel that your eyes look familiar, but I can't remember it for a while..."

Prince Zhaonan thought hard, staring into Li Beifeng's eyes, with a trace of doubt on his face: "Have we met before?"

I have to say that Prince Zhaonan’s observations are indeed keen!

He was able to see through Li Beifeng's disguise.

"That's right!"

Li Beifeng admitted: "The prince and I have indeed met before."

"No wonder……"

Prince Zhaonan murmured to himself, suddenly enlightened.

No wonder he felt familiar from the first moment he saw Li Beifeng. He had seen him before.

"Can you let me see your original appearance?"

Prince Zhaonan looked at Li Beifeng. Since he had met him before and could leave an impression on him, Li Beifeng must be an acquaintance of his.

Why disguise yourself?

Is it shameful to see people? !

Li Beifeng shook his head gently: "No!"

He could not show his true face to others. Even though Prince Zhaonan in front of him was already a prisoner, Li Beifeng had no intention of exposing his identity.

"Then... forget it!"

Prince Zhaonan sighed lightly and did not force it.

The room gradually fell silent.

The cold wind outside the door was howling, and the charcoal fire in the room was burning brightly, but the air seemed to be getting colder.

The weather is getting colder!

"Looking at the weather, I'm afraid it's going to snow!"

Li Beifeng glanced out the window, then looked away and said calmly: "We will soon reach the border of Zhongzhou... By then, your people will have no chance to save you!"

Along the way, Li Beifeng and others encountered countless attacks and assassinations. Many masters from Prince Zhaonan launched a surprise attack on the road, trying to rescue Prince Zhaonan.

But without exception, they all failed!

Now they are still on the border of Nanzhou. Once they enter Zhongzhou, these assassins will have no chance!

"Perhaps fame and fortune are indeed too false!"

Li Beifeng felt a little emotional and glanced at Prince Zhaonan again: "Are you right, Prince?"

He was really bored tonight!

The journey was very dusty and there was no one to talk to.

Today he was kicked out by Ying'er again. Right now, he just wanted to find someone to talk to.

Prince Zhaonan may be the best choice.

Prince Zhaonan lowered his head slightly, and the light of the charcoal fire in the room dimly shone on his face, as if he had been deep in thought for a long time.

"What you said does make sense!"

It wasn't until a long time later that Prince Zhaonan raised his head: "Fame and wealth are indeed not important, but... people always have something to think about in this life!"

"I, the king, actually haven't lost yet!"

Prince Zhaonan’s voice was extremely firm.

Li Beifeng's eyes suddenly condensed. What did he mean...?

"Ahem..."

Prince Zhaonan suddenly coughed and his body trembled slightly, as if he was on the verge of crumbling.

Then, with a trembling hand, he picked up the liquor on the table, stared at the liquor, and then drank it down.

Liquor in throat!

The strong stimulating impulse immediately made him cough violently.

It felt like he was coughing up his whole body.

"How did you..."

Li Beifeng immediately realized something was wrong and was about to say something.

The next second, Prince Zhaonan, who was coughing violently, suddenly coughed up a large mouthful of blood!

Hot blood spurted out from his mouth and fell to the ground!

When Li Beifeng's eyes fell on the blood stains, he discovered that the blood stains contained black bruises.

this……

Black blood? !

Li Beifeng, who seemed to realize something, suddenly stared at Prince Zhaonan: "Are you... the poison you haven't cured yet?!"

At this moment, Li Beifeng, who realized something, stepped forward quickly and suddenly grabbed Prince Zhaonan's hand, and saw that the palm was already covered in black bruises.

That weak pulse is clearly a sign that the poisoning is deep!

"this……"

Li Beifeng's eyes instantly became extremely shocked!

Why is his poison getting deeper and deeper?

How could the poison not be cured? !

Li Beifeng remembered clearly that he had given the antidote to Wudu Powder to Prince Zhaonan before, but why it had no effect.

Could it be...

Li Beifeng seemed to have thought of something and looked down.

However, he saw that there was some blood on the corners of Prince Zhaonan's mouth, his face was extremely pale, and even his breathing seemed a little weak.

The splitting into his throat instantly aroused the spread of poison in his heart...

"I didn't take the antidote!"

Prince Zhaonan's voice was particularly weak.

It was as if there was no strength left in his body and he was dying.

"Ben, this king... No, I won't give in! I haven't lost yet, even if I die..."

"Yeah, I would never return to the capital alive with such humiliation..."

The words just fell.

Prince Zhaonan actually fainted and died.

Li Beifeng was stunned, not expecting it.

Prince Zhaonan didn’t take the antidote?

No wonder he's been acting so strangely recently!

Isn't he afraid of death?

etc……

In an instant, Li Beifeng's eyes suddenly condensed.

Is he begging for death? !

…

At this moment, Li Beifeng couldn't care less, and immediately checked the physical condition of Prince Zhaonan.

However, after finishing the inspection, Li Beifeng's heart suddenly sank!

The situation is much worse than imagined!

What Prince Zhaonan has in his hands is the true and complete version of Wudu Powder, which is more toxin-intensive than the original Wudu Powder in Suyi!

Ordinary people will definitely die if they don't have the antidote for a day or two. Even a person with extremely high internal strength cannot resist for a few days!

And the antidote must be taken continuously for half a month to completely remove the toxins from his body. But now, so much time has passed since Prince Zhaonan was poisoned.

He didn't take the antidote!

The toxins had already spread along his body and penetrated into his internal organs! At this moment, his body had been completely eroded by the Wu Du Powder.

Life hangs on a thread!

basically……

I'm afraid there's no way to save him!

Why did he do this? !

Li Beifeng didn't expect this at all at this moment. Prince Zhaonan actually committed suicide because he didn't want to return to Beijing? !

Why? !

…

The night wind howls!

There were few people on the streets, and inside the inn, even though it was late at night, the lights were still bright.

Near the inn, countless masters were fully armed and patrolling at night.

Just outside the door of a room in the inn on the third floor, Zhao Ying stood outside the door, her cold face looking particularly uneasy.

Extremely anxious!

Her bright beautiful eyes fell on the closed door of the room. She wanted to step forward several times, but finally held back.

Finally, after an unknown amount of time, the door to the closed room opened!

Zhao Ying stepped forward immediately.

At the door of the room, Li Beifeng's slightly haggard and weak look appeared, as if he had just experienced something intense.

"How is your uncle?!"

Zhao Ying asked anxiously.

Not long ago, she was stunned when she learned that the emperor's uncle did not use the antidote of Wudu Powder and was now terminally ill!

"I tried my best!"

Li Beifeng looked at Zhao Ying's cold and anxious expression. It was rare to see her so anxious.

It was enough to tell her mood at the moment.

When she heard Li Beifeng's low words and slightly heavy expression, Zhao Ying's delicate body trembled suddenly: "What do you mean..."

"He has saved his life for the time being, but... the poison of Wudu Powder is too strong. Your uncle refused to take the medicine. The toxins have already invaded his internal organs. It's too late. He only has one breath left..."

Li Beifeng sighed.

No matter how powerful his medical skills were, he could still save Emperor Zhao even with only one breath left.

But facing the Five Poison Powder in Prince Zhaonan, he was powerless!

He was most aware of the power of the Five Poison Powders. With the toxins intruding to this extent, it was already a miracle that Prince Zhaonan was still alive.

If you want to save him, you have to exchange blood or organs...replace all the poisonous blood in his body, and at the same time replace all the organs contaminated by toxins, maybe there will be a chance of survival.

but……

This is completely impossible.

Therefore, Li Beifeng tried his best!

"Clang!"

As if something fell, Zhao Ying's delicate body swayed and she almost lost her balance.

Li Beifeng hurriedly stepped forward to support her. Seeing Zhao Ying's distracted and dull look at this moment, he felt a little distressed in his heart.

"Your uncle wants to die. Even if the gods come, there is nothing he can do..."

"Based on the current situation, how long can he live..."

"Hard to say!"

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