C5

That night, the Imperial Palace was bustling with noise and excitement. It was a welcoming party for the Duke of Northern Chen.

The Duke of Beichen's gaze swept the area once more before finally landing on Beichen who was drinking wine in the distance. Only then did he walk towards the corner of a building, and with a leap, he left the city gates. Yan Qingcheng followed closely behind.

"Little Nono." Before the Duke of Beichen even entered the cabin, he had already started shouting. This was the most remote corner of the prince's mansion, and no one would ever hear it. However, there was no response at all in the secluded lake. Duke Bei Chen pushed the door open and walked in. Under the dim moonlight, he saw Su Nuo lying lifelessly on the ground.

Duke Bei Chen's pupils suddenly contracted. He frantically picked up Su Nuo, "Xiao Nuo, what's wrong?" Upon touching Su Nuo's weak breathing, the Duke of Beichen was at a loss of what to do. He hurried to pass on his inner force to Su Nuo.

Yan Qingcheng stepped forward to stop him, "My prince, the poison in your body has yet to be completely dispelled, you can't —"

The Duke of Beichen completely disregarded this and passed on his inner force to Su Nuo. Yan Qingcheng bit her lips forcefully, her eyes full of anger. The Duke of Beichen's expression didn't look too good, but Su Nuo could finally catch his breath. The Duke of North Chen took out a bottle of medicine and was about to feed it to Su Nuo.

"Prince, this is the last bottle of divine medicine. You can't give it to her." Yan Qingcheng resolutely said.

The corners of Lord Beichen's lips twitched, "Don't even mention a bottle of divine medicine, as long as it's something little Nuo wants, I'll give it to her even if it's the entire world. Unfortunately, she doesn't want it." He took Yan Qingcheng's hand away and said, "Go back." "Go," he ordered.

Yan Qingcheng wanted to say something more, but seeing the unrebuttable attitude of the Beichen, she could only swallow her words and reluctantly left.

Lord Beichen brought the holy water into Su Nuo's mouth, and Su Nuo's consciousness slowly returned. Faintly opening his eyes, after seeing the water clearly, he stood up. "You, you —"

"Little Nuo, you're awake." The Duke of Beichen had a smile plastered on his face again, but he threw the bottle away without leaving a trace.

Su Nuo wiped her mouth forcefully and glared at the person in front of her. "You, why did you come back so soon — —" She could not finish her sentence, but this person was exactly the same as before. No, even more dishonest than before, he actually ate her tofu as soon as he came back.

"Xiao Nuo, your taste is so sweet. I want to kiss you." As the Duke of Northern Chen spoke, he was about to kiss Su Nuo again, making her angry. To think that she had been thinking about such a person all this time.

Su Nuo moved away from him and stood up, but the moment she moved, her wounds were pulled and her face contorted in pain.

"Xiao Nuo, are you in pain?" The Duke of Beichen asked.

Su Nuo endured the pain and shook her head. "I'm fine."

Duke Bei Chen did not ask any further, and said, "In that case, little Nuo, I will come again tomorrow. You should rest early." With that, he turned around and left, leaving Su Nuo in shock.

Within the palace, Lord Bei Chen stood at the outermost area, staring at Bei Chen Han. He then casually picked up a glass of wine from the table and drank it all in one gulp. He walked in front of Bei Chen Han and said with a frivolous tone of provocation: "Ice Mountain Face, it has been a long time since we last met. Let's have a spar." Without waiting for the other ministers to react, the Duke of Northern Ridge drew his sword and stabbed at Beichen Han. Beichen Han returned the attack, and said coldly, "Okay."

All of a sudden, the ministers gathered together to watch the two princes fight. After a short fight, the two became more and more distant as they lost sight of each other. The ministers sighed; everyone knew that the two princes were at odds.

Swordsmanship was extremely sharp. If one was not careful, they would be stabbed to death. However, both of them had similar skills and had never won.

Suddenly, both Beichen and his sword struck out at the same time. Just as the Beichen was about to pierce into Beichen's chest, he stopped, and Beichen's sword stabbed straight in.