However, Nan Lingqin's dagger, which she was halfway through swinging, was stopped by someone.
"Nan Lingqin, now that you know the truth, why do you still do this?"
It was Yuwen An, who stopped Nan Lingqin, his eyes filled with anger and pain.
Nan Lingqin looked at him and said, "Because it is his life that causes Yuwen Yao pain. He should not be the one to commit patricide. I should do it. I will cut open his heart and leave him with a breath. At most, Yuwen Yao will only be weak."
Yuwen An shook his head, but did not loosen his grip on her wrist. "No, I can't take that risk. If anything goes wrong, Yuwen Yao will lose his life."
Nan Lingqin's eyes twitched.
"If you kill him, I will die too."
Outside the door, Yuwen Shi walked in, looking at Nan Lingqin with a dejected expression, neither friend nor foe.
However, they will definitely not let Nan Lingqin kill the Northern Emperor.
"Haha, look, all my sons are so filial... none of them want me to die."
The Northern Emperor was actually proud of this.
Nan Lingqin stared intently at the Northern Emperor, silently wondering why there could be such a scumbag in the world, and why such a person was also a father.
She never understood this kind of hatred before, but now she realizes that this is true hatred, a hatred so intense that she wants to tear her apart.
and……
Nan Lingqin looked at Yuwen Shi, "You will die too, no wonder..."
Nan Lingqin suddenly closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, there was no killing intent, only a cold and stern expression.
Seeing this, Yuwen An gradually loosened his grip.
A draft blew through the room, bringing a chill to the air, and the Northern Emperor was smug.
"However... Northern Emperor, aren't you so eager to obtain the Cloud Clan's techniques? How about I give them to you..."
Nan Lingqin suddenly said.
Upon hearing this, both Yuwen An and Yuwen Shi changed color. Then, Yuwen Yao instantly moved closer, standing behind Nan Lingqin, grabbed her hand, and asked in a stern tone, "What are you going to do?"
His gaze, almost questioning yet brimming with deep affection, finally broke free and was fully captured by Nan Lingqin's eyes in that instant.
"I don't want you to die, so I'll tell him to live well, isn't that good?"
Nan Lingqin said it lightly, her starry eyes resolute.
"No." Yuwen Yao gripped Nan Lingqin's hand tightly without thinking, his eyes fixed on her. "No, let him die, let him die... His life is my fault, the misfortune of the people of Beirong."
"May this unfilial son be struck by lightning."
Upon hearing this, the Northern Emperor flew into a rage and roared in fury.
"Father, rest assured, I will not let you die."
Yuwen Shi stood in front of the Northern Emperor, even though he so desperately wanted the Emperor dead.
That's true. I heard him say that day that he had gone from being sickly to where he is today, so how could he be willing to give up, give up, or die?
Yuwen An stood there, his expression knowing.
The opposition between these people suddenly seemed utterly ridiculous.
"Go away, my affairs are none of your business."
Yuwen Yao suddenly said that even at this moment, he still had to push her away.
Nan Lingqin just stared at him, unblinking. She was angry, she was furious, and her eyes were filled with sorrow. "Yuwen Yao, I'm not dead yet, so why are you being so tolerant again?"
As soon as she finished speaking, Nan Lingqin suddenly raised her hand and slapped Yuwen Yao.
Yuwen Yao accepted it without hesitation.
"Nan Lingqin, you've gone mad."
Yuwen An immediately stepped forward, helped Yuwen Yao up, and glared angrily at Nan Lingqin.
"Of course I'm crazy, I'm crazy, so what?"
A furious shout, like a thunderclap from a clear sky.
Yuwen Yao looked up at her, "Qin'er...you should go."
"Yuwen Yao, is this what you truly mean?"
"yes!"
He answered without the slightest hesitation.
Nan Lingqin suddenly smiled, and then she nodded, "Alright, then as you wish, I will leave."
"Nan Lingqin—"
Yuwen An suddenly called out to Nan Lingqin.
Nan Lingqin died unexpectedly. Looking at Yuwen An, she said with endless sarcasm, "What, what do you want to say?"
Yuwen An's lips trembled slightly, as if he had made a decision, and he said firmly, "At the beginning, the antidote was useless. So it wasn't that he didn't want to give you the antidote, but that the antidote simply couldn't cure the poison in your body. Yuwen Yao only found out later, and in order to prevent you from knowing and worrying, he secretly sent people to the barbarians to destroy the herbs."
"So that's how it is."
Nan Lingqin was both surprised and unsurprised.
"Everything that went against you had nothing to do with him at first; it was just that I simply didn't like you. The only thing he cooperated with me on was the antidote."
Yuwen An continued.
"Enough!"
Yuwen Yao suddenly shouted, and Yuwen An immediately fell silent.
Nan Lingqin looked at Yuwen Yao with a desolate smile, "Fine, Yuwen Yao, I will do as you wish. I will attack Beirong Capital. But before that, I will need a warm bed. What do you think?"
The voice came coldly, like insects pricking Yuwen Yao's heart.
"No!"
He spoke instinctively, without thinking, revealing the most truthful answer in his heart.
Nan Lingqin closed her eyes briefly before turning to look at him. "Yuwen Yao, you are the most stubborn man in the world."
"I have too much blood on my body and am no longer worthy of you."
"Yeah."
Nan Lingqin suddenly smiled, and in the next instant, her figure disappeared from the spot.
The ground suddenly seemed to become desolate and cold, making it impossible to feel any warmth.
Then, all that could be heard in the room was the triumphant laughter of the Northern Emperor.
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