Chu Daozi's face was slightly dark, he shook his head and sighed heavily.

"Even if I have the technique of rejuvenation, I can't save anyone who is determined to die."

Shi Yong glanced at Zhao Yin and frowned, "Does he still refuse to cooperate with the master's treatment?"

Chu Daozi nodded silently.

Shi Yong asked: "Will he fall asleep now?"

Chu Daozi said: "Just just woke up."

Shi Yong thought for a while and said, "I'll go and see him."

Chu Daozi said: "I advise you not to go."

Tana also boldly answered, "Yes, the second prince's temper, if she sees the princess... she might be crazy again."

Laisan is indeed a dog-tempered person.

When the incident in Er'er Ancient City broke out, he fell into a coma after taking Chu Daozi's medicine. When he woke up, he was already on the carriage leaving Er'er Ancient City.

Things that have turned upside down cannot be hidden from him for the rest of his life, and the soldiers and comments along the way cannot escape his ears.

It is indeed difficult for a person to accept such a fate in a short period of time. Laisang roared and roared heart-wrenchingly, tearing down all the gauze that had been bandaged on his body, and he was determined to take off the horse and return to Ergu to find Wurisu to fight desperately, but was stopped by Wuwei and Chu Daozi.

After a day and night of cursing and shouting, Laisang finally calmed down, as if he had accepted the facts.

He stopped yelling, shouting, but he stopped talking to anyone.

He drove Wuwei away, Shi Yong came to see him, and he only asked one question.

"Why not kill the weeds and kill them all?"

Every time I drink medicine, I need to spend all the efforts of Chu Daozi and Wuwei.

As a last resort, Chu Daozi had no choice but to use the method he had dealt with Shi Yong and feed him medicine.

In this way, he spent most of his time every day sleeping in a drowsy state. When he woke up and fell asleep, he was like a dream and illusion. He didn't know what time it was, and he could not feel the passage of time or the meaning of life...

"well!"

Shi Yong couldn't tell what he felt, and he felt complicated.

"Then Master will help me prepare medicine first, I'll go later..."

Before she finished speaking, she heard Zhao Yin's voice, "I'll go."

He went? Isn’t he crazy when he saw him?

Chu Daozi looked dissatisfied, and Shi Yong even stopped him directly, "Sir, he is in a state of unstable mood now, so it's better not to see him."

"Are you afraid that he will tear me?"

"...I'm afraid you will tear him up as soon as you get angry."

Zhao Yin glanced at her and asked Xie Fang with a side face: "Get the chess."

Xie Fang responded "Yes" and turned around and went to the carriage.

Zhao Yin only brought Xie Fang and was not accompanied by Shi Yong. When he opened the tent, Lai Sang was angry and threw the water cup that Wuwei had just handed to him to the ground, cursing and panting.

"Why haven't you got out?"

"I am no longer a prince and have no value to you, why don't I let me go?"

Wuwei kept silent and picked up the broken porcelain from the ground. He looked up and saw Zhao Yin. Then he saw Xie Fang.

His eyes lowered, he saluted, his arms spread a little stiffly, meaning to block them.

"Grandmaster, the second prince's injury has not healed, so please go back."

Zhao Yin said: "It's okay. I think he will not die for a while. I will sit for a while and leave."

Wuwei silently went to the side and stood with Xie Fang.

Xie Fang looked at him and did not get his response. He quietly stepped forward and arranged the chessboard, then stepped back and stood on Wubian's right again.

The two of them stood motionless, like sculptures, without eye contact.

Lai Sang looked at Zhao Yin who was coming. After a painful struggle on his pale face, he laughed strangely twice, then lay back and closed his eyes.

Zhao Yin looked at this young but pale face, quieted for a moment, and said lightly: "Come to Sang."

Laisang didn't open his eyes and ignored him.

But Zhao Yin saw his eyelashes blinking constantly, and his chest was even more volatile.

"Do you play chess?" Zhao Yin raised his hand gracefully, held the chess piece and placed it on the chessboard. His leisurely and contented look seemed to be visiting a friend who had not seen for many days, and he was not at all distant.

Lai Sang's nose felt sore, and suddenly he thought of the time when he went to the Wuling Pavilion to play chess with shamelessness all day long.

Now that I think about it, it’s like a different life.

Laisang was just a teenager, and it was difficult to completely suppress his hatred or anger in his heart. In the invitation that Zhao Yin was so dull that nothing had happened, Laisang was completely angered.

He opened his eyes suddenly and looked at him with red eyes.

"You still dare to come to see me? You still want to play chess with me?"

He pointed to the chess board and chess cup.

"Zhao Yin, do you feel so relieved when you humiliate me?"

Zhao Yin looked at Lai Sang with a expressionless face, feeling that Chu Daozi and A Shiyan were exaggerated. This guy could yell or scold him, but he was not determined to die without saying a word.

"Come to Sang. I will not humiliate you." Zhao Yin looked at him calmly and said, "I will not comfort me even more."

Incompetent, useless, and cannot make waves... Every word is like a knife, and it can make the heart of mulberry suck in blood.

He breathed in big mouthfuls, his eyes staring like a copper bell, and he looked at Zhao Yin without blinking. After a while, he gritted his teeth and said, "Then what's the use of keeping me? Will you curb Wurisu?"

Zhao Yin lowered his eyebrows and glanced at him lightly, "You don't have this ability."

Ah! Lai Sang was so angry that his chest was shaking, as if he was about to vent his anger at any time.

"Since I am so unbearable, why don't you kill me? Don't you Nanyan people have a saying that "cutting off the roots?"

Zhao Yin thought about it and nodded sincerely.

"That's right. Only those who are afraid will get rid of the roots. For me, you do not constitute a threat and there is no need to kill."

He actually looked down on him like this?

He actually insulted him like this?

Lai Sang was so angry that his whole body was shaking, his teeth were grinding, and his powerful anger rushed straight into his forehead, almost bursting his whole body.

"Zhao Yin, I'm useless to be in the past... respect you and respect you. I never thought that you were such a cruel, ruthless monster who kept playing with me..."

Zhao Yin looked at him indifferently, "This is the law of the world. The strong are born and the weak are killed. Come to Sang, you should not blame anyone. You are only blamed for yourself. If you have been born in the wrong child, you are foolish."

There was no sympathy in his cold eyes. This was different from Wuwei, Chu Daozi, Shi Yong and Tanaen and these maids. Each of them looked at him with sympathy and compassion, as if he was the most pitiful person in the world. Each of them wanted to persuade him to forget his hatred and live well.

However, killing his mother and insulting her mother, imprisoning her father and seizing the throne...

Can such a heart-wrenching hatred be forgotten?

He couldn't forget it, and he hated everyone who made him forget it even more.

And Zhao Yin was the first person to constantly arouse his hatred and resistance.

When I came to Sang, I could feel that Zhao Yin was angering him. Whether intentionally or unintentionally, Zhao Yin's words made his sleeping hatred awaken again.

"Zhao Yin."

Laisan's face has become much thinner, his eyes are amazingly big, and his tone has faded a little bit of naiveness.

"Do you remember what you told me?"

Zhao Yin raised his chin and signaled him.

"The river is clear and the sea is peaceful, and the time is prosperous." Lai Sang took a deep breath and said in a low voice: "You said that the river is clear and the sea is peaceful, and the time is prosperous, which is also the meaning of Shi Yong. Shi Yong means peace in the time. You said that when a man is born in heaven and earth, he must stand up to the sky and the earth, and should take it as his responsibility to protect peace. Tell me the tragic situation of Beidi King walking in the Central Plains, killing and wounding millions, and corpses everywhere. Tell me, it is better to sit and lie down and sit down and sit down to the country. Have you forgotten?"

Zhao Yin narrowed his eyes and looked at him, "I haven't forgotten."

"What are you doing?" Lai Sang was so angry that his throat was hoarse and he roared angrily, "Is this the peace you want to protect?"

"Yes." Zhao Yin said: "For soldiers, stop killing."

"Hehehehehehe..." Laisang looked at him with a sneer, "I can't tell you, you're right. Now I finally understand what Father Khan said... This is the cunning of you Nanyan people. You are all evil people with sweet mouths and swords in your smile. Wu Risu deserves to be blood from Nanyan people. He has followed suit and learned your insidiousness to a full extent. Are you very satisfied?"

After saying so many words in one breath, Laisang was a little breathless. He covered his chest with his hands, raised his eyes, stared at Zhao Yin with a sneer, and raised the corners of his lips.

"I regret being bewitched by you and believed your words... On that day in the hunting ground, I should expose you and let my father Khan slaughter you, the big trouble!"

Zhao Yin listened to him yelling and cursing, and then he held the chess in his hand and moved slowly. When he had no sound, he slowly landed a piece on the chessboard again.

"Hate me, just live well."

Laisang angrily whispered, "I couldn't kill you before, nor could I play with Wurisu. Now even if I live a life of silence, do you think I can still have hope of revenge?"

Zhao Yin stared at him and it took him a long time to say something.

"Save a life, at least...play chess."
To be continued...