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"En." Liao Licheng replied in a low voice, Liao Jiayi would be very dangerous if he was gone, and continued to draw blood with the needle.

Cheng Ge was still surprised, but after thinking about it carefully, Irene really didn't treat them very well. It seems that he should pay more attention to Irene in the future, lest Shen Yao and Jiayi be in any danger.

Liao Licheng's hands stopped, his head was a little dizzy, his eyes were a little dark, and he persisted in pulling the needle out of his arm.

"Licheng!" Cheng Ge exclaimed when he realized that something was wrong.

Liao Licheng couldn't stand still, and fell to the ground in an instant. Cheng Ge hurriedly walked around the table, squatted down beside him, and asked nervously, "How are you?"

"It's okay." Liao Licheng gritted his teeth and said, his body twitched uncontrollably, and his face turned pale instantly.

Cheng Ge's pupils dilated, looking at his exposed arm, the veins were bulging, and there seemed to be black things flowing in the blood vessels.

"Liao Licheng!" He exclaimed in surprise, "Where's the antidote?" He knew that he had to take the antidote when he was poisoned, so he began to rummage through him.

Liao Licheng's body curled up tightly, and he reached out and grabbed Cheng Ge's arm: "There's no need to look for it."

Now the medicine prescribed by the ghost doctor can no longer be eaten. If his deduction is correct, the ghost doctor probably tampered with his medicine.

Cheng Ge was anxious, but he didn't know what to do. Looking at the blood vessels on his face, there seemed to be black dots that were about to break through his skin, Cheng Ge was terrified.

Seeing his pain, although he didn't yell, but he knew that it must be more painful than the poison he had been poisoned before, so he tightly grasped Liao Licheng's hand: "Then what should I do!"

"Just get over it." Liao Licheng said hoarsely and tremblingly.

What a ridiculous answer, just get over it, it feels like life is just going through it, if you get over it, keep going, if you can't get over it, just disappear from this world.

Cheng Ge stopped talking and held his hand tightly. Liao Licheng didn't say a word either. He closed his eyes tightly, clenched his teeth tightly, and curled up on the ground like a lonely black angel.

The time became extremely long, one second seemed like a minute, and one minute seemed like an hour, but half an hour passed like this.

Liao Licheng finally let go of Cheng Ge's hand slowly, his skin gradually recovered its color, it was indeed very pale, and his black shirt was already dizzy with sweat.

He was lying on the ground with big characters, his breath was weak, and he couldn't see whether he was dead or alive. Cheng Ge immediately leaned over to look at him, and shook his face: "Licheng!"

No one responded to him, his pupils widened involuntarily, and he shouted nervously: "Liao Licheng!"

"It's okay." He finally heard a low, hoarse and weak voice.

Cheng Ge finally breathed a sigh of relief, he couldn't just die like this.

Can't help but lean against the wall, showing a relaxed smile, and then said with a wry smile: "You are my rival in love, and I am actually worried about your life."

Liao Licheng also smiled: "This shows that you are a good person."

"This shows that I admire you." He leaned his head against the wall, looked up at the ceiling with a smile and said, "Do you know what I was like when I was poisoned?"

Liao Licheng did not answer, his breath was still weak.

Cheng Ge said with a wry smile: "I smashed everything around me, and banged my head against the wall in pain. At that time, many bad thoughts came to my mind..."

He didn't bow his head as if he was talking to himself, and Liao Licheng didn't interrupt him either.

"I thought about just listening to them deal with Shen Yao, so that I can feel better..."

There was a long silence in the air, and Cheng Ge was immersed in his regret.

"But didn't you also not do that in the end?" Liao Licheng said slowly.

"Heh~" Cheng Ge smiled wryly, and with some faint joy, he glanced sideways at Liao Licheng: "Then I thought I'd just die...Have you ever thought about it?"

The air was silent again, and after a long time, Liao Licheng said slowly: "No... I can't die, for Shen Yao, I can't die, no matter how painful it is, I want to live, because she definitely doesn't want me to die."

"Hehe..." Cheng Ge laughed, not knowing what to think.

Liao Licheng stood up, leaning on the wall with his hand, looking at him with a pale face, drips of sweat trickled down his face: "How can there be a flower that blooms without being swayed?"

Cheng Ge leaned against the wall and looked up at him, showing a relaxed smile. He had always felt guilty, and hearing his words eased his self-blame a lot. Finally, he didn't do anything sorry for Shen Yao.

Liao Licheng also showed a faint smile: "If there is any problem that cannot be solved, you can discuss it with Lord Beatrin."

Cheng Ge looked at him with some doubts: "Why are you so relieved of him?"

"Don't you know that his granddaughter has a very good relationship with my son?" Liao Licheng smiled slyly.

Cheng Ge couldn't help but also laughed, stretched out his hand and shook his head and pointed at him: "Despicable."

Liao Licheng finally came to his senses, raised his head and picked up the coat that was on the chair, put it on his shoulders, and left the room with his slender legs.

In the morning of the next day, the entire palace was decorated with lights and festoons, and red silk floated throughout the golden palace, the gold was dazzling and the red was bright.

A kilometer-long red carpet was spread from the square to the main hall. Shen Yao was dressed in a red wedding dress, with a delicate golden phoenix crown on her head, and her long black hair was like fine silk.

Exquisite makeup, alluring country and city.

She walked from the square to the red carpet step by step, her long skirt dragging on the ground like a blooming red flower.

Shen Yao walked up step by step, and the maids standing on both sides said congratulations respectfully, and someone sent blessings every time they passed a certain distance.

Suddenly, a group of colorful butterflies flew up from the square and flew towards Shen Yao along the stone steps.

Shen Yao turned her head slowly and looked at the beautiful butterfly. Her eyes were even more beautiful than the butterfly. A group of children cheered beside the glass bottle in the square.

All the palace people were amazed.

Shen Yao turned her head and walked up step by step, the past was vivid in her memory, her eyes couldn't help getting moist, maybe it was joy, maybe it was sadness, but those were not important anymore.

She looked up at Liao Licheng who was standing at the end of the stairs, also dressed in ancient red wedding dress, handsome and unrestrained, looking at her with affectionate eyes.

Time seemed to pass quickly, she walked in front of him, when Shen Yao's hand rested on Liao Licheng's, she finally realized that they were married!
There is a heavy sense of entrustment.

Liao Licheng pulled her into the hall, she held his hand tightly, Shen Yao didn't want him to always take care of her, they wanted to take care of each other and support each other.

The main hall is also covered with red silk. The ancient palace is decorated with red with the characteristics of country Z, which has a special beauty.

The officials stood on both sides of the hall, respectfully and congratulating.

The two came to the center of the hall, looked at each other, and finally looked back at the person on the throne.

Irene announced with an unhappy expression: "Prince Ethan officially married Shen Yao as his concubine today."

After simply announcing the end, he put on a cold face and stopped talking.

Seeing this, Beatrin walked up to Ethan and Shen Yao, cupped his hands and said, "Congratulations, Your Highness and Princess."

Shen Yao and Liao Licheng responded with a smile, and other ministers walked towards them one after another, congratulating them one after another.

Liao Licheng said: "There will be a banquet at my mansion tonight, I hope everyone can come."

"Thank you prince, thank you princess." Everyone said in unison, all smiling.

Looking at the happy-looking people below the stage, Irene clenched her fists tightly, gritted her teeth, and a sinister light flashed in her eyes.

The prince got married, and the whole country celebrated with joy. The sound of joy resounded for a day, and the whole world knew about it.

In the main hall of King T's palace, Namu sat on the throne staring at his mobile phone with a gloomy face, while the ministers in the audience sat quietly on both sides, and the atmosphere was extremely depressing.

Namu looked at the news of Shen Yao and Ethan's wedding on the phone, and threw the phone viciously on the floor.

Everyone in the hall was so scared that they dared not speak out.

"Marry! Even if you are married, I will take you back." Namu clenched his hands tightly and said through gritted teeth.

All the ministers sat quietly on both sides, their expressions were tense, and they dared not speak out.

"Officer Li, how are you getting ready?" Namu finally turned his attention to a middle-aged man in military uniform.

"It's almost time to return to the king."

"Okay!" Namu slapped the armrest and said fiercely.

Everyone panicked, a minister frowned, pursed his lips, looked very hesitant, and finally gritted his teeth and said, "My lord, are we really going to attack country E?"

The cold and stern eyes glanced at the minister who spoke, which made the minister tremble in fright, lowered his eyes, and still couldn't help but said: "My lord, we have just recovered country L, and the soldiers are exhausted. Do you want to consider recuperating first?" Woolen cloth?"

"In war, the most important thing is to be surprised. When we are recuperated and they are ready, why fight!" Namu said in a low voice, and his decisive words could not be questioned.

The minister immediately lost his voice and stopped talking helplessly.

Namu's eyes scanned His Highness's officials, everyone lowered their heads, not daring to speak.

"Let's go." He said impatiently.

Everyone retreated respectfully, Namu said: "Officer Li stay here for a while." The middle-aged officer stood down.

When the crowd withdrew, Namu said: "Order to go down."

"Yes." After the officer said, he immediately turned around and went to do it.

As night fell, the royal palace of Country E was illuminated by fiery red torches, and the ministers were drinking and chatting lively.

Liao Licheng helped Shen Yao into the room. Their room was carefully decorated, and the yellow gauze curtains around the big bed were replaced with red, which was extremely festive.

As soon as he entered the room, Liao Licheng picked up Shen Yao and gently put her on the big red bed.

Lying down beside her, looking at the flowers tied with red silk on the bed, she said softly, "It's been a busy day, are you tired?"

"Not tired, very happy!" Shen Yao also looked at the red flower.

"Really?" Liao Licheng turned sideways and looked at her.

Her beautiful face is painted with exquisite makeup, her long eyelashes are flickering, her watery eyes are as clear as springs: "Shen Yao, I love you."