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Crown Prince Li Lang was lying on his sickbed. His thin face was as pale as a piece of white paper. His eye sockets were sunken and his eyelids were dark blue. His once beautiful red lips no longer had a trace of blood color, but were replaced by a decadent gray.

There was only a faint breath between him and the corpse.

"Lang'er, mother is here to save you."

The queen finished her words with a trembling voice, picked up an ugly talisman, and gently placed it on the prince's forehead with trembling hands.

She didn't know how to use the talisman paper, she just felt that it was necessary to protect the prince's head.

As soon as the ugly talisman touched the prince, it ignited without fire. Under the warm orange flame, wisps of invisible spiritual energy rushed into the prince's body.

The soul of Crown Prince Li Lang was trapped in a poisonous dark gray fog.

The thick fog was extremely poisonous. It corroded his soul, and his soul felt like it was bitten by thousands of ants, causing unbearable itching and pain.

He struggled hard, but in return, he was bitten even more fiercely.

"Demon Lord, you are a coward, you only know how to torture me with these despicable and shameful means.

Hahaha, if you have the guts, go fight with my master, and I'll see if my master doesn't beat the shit out of you, hahaha..."

The thick fog seemed to be stimulated by something and was surging wildly, and of course, biting even more wildly.

Failed again?

Damn it, the worst that can happen is I can try again, hahaha, what can't kill me will make me stronger, one day, I will succeed!

Lord Demon, let’s wait and see!!

Cough cough cough! !

Crown Prince Li Lang once again gathered his strength and prepared to make one final effort in this life.

At this moment, a trace of spiritual power, which was almost invisible, dissolved into his soul silently.

Warm and refreshing, with infinite vitality and an incomparable sense of familiarity.

Master! Is that you, Master?

Li Lang's soul muttered something, somewhat unbelieving.

That bit of spiritual power repaired his torn soul body, and then more spiritual power poured in to repair his soul body together.

The thick fog rolled faster and faster, more and more violently, as if it wanted to extinguish those wisps of spiritual energy with its rolling force.

Although the spiritual energy is weak, it is extremely tenacious. No matter how the thick fog erodes, rolls and suppresses it, it can never extinguish the star-like light.

The talisman paper caught fire without wind. The queen was stunned for a moment, then she felt relieved when she saw that the fire did not hurt the prince.

She clasped her hands together and silently prayed that the prince would get better soon. Now, she could do nothing but pray.

After a long time, the prince's brows moved slightly, and his pale cheeks twitched from time to time, gradually revealing a look of pain.

After a while, his dry lips moved a few times and he uttered a dry and hoarse word.

water!

ah--

There was a response, and the queen was ecstatic, "Quick, bring some water."

"Yes."

Zhixiang responded and hurriedly brought a cup of warm water. The queen took it and personally fed the prince the water little by little with a small porcelain spoon.

The spiritual energy was growing stronger and stronger. The prince's soul was repaired and nourished by the spiritual energy, and he sensed that his master, whom he had waited for a thousand years, might have returned, which ignited his blazing hope of survival.

After a while, the offense and defense changed, the spiritual energy gradually gained the upper hand, and the thick fog sensed that something was wrong and slowly retreated.

But the thick fog did not dissipate. Instead, it retreated to a safe distance, formed a circle, and slowly flowed around Li Lang's soul, like a demon waiting for its opportunity, and once the time came, it would devour him fatally.

Drops of sweet spring water slowly flowed down the corners of his lips and into Li Lang's mouth. His throat moved slightly, as if he was absorbing the sweet spring water.

Gradually, Li Lang's brows were no longer furrowed, but slowly relaxed, his cheeks stopped twitching, and his gray and cracked lips began to become moist and have some blood color.

Li Lang's soul finally showed some signs of improvement. He broke free from the thick fog and ran towards the light.

His eyelashes trembled slightly, and his eyelids felt as heavy as a thousand pounds. Li Lang used all his strength to try to open his eyelids.

After trying for the 99th time, the lead-like eyelids finally pried open a crack, allowing some light to come in.

In front of him was a blurry and pretty figure, and he shouted in his heart.

Master, is that you? Are you back?

His pupils gradually focused, and he could see clearly that the blurry figure in front of him was actually his mother, the Queen.

"Mother."

Li Lang was a little disappointed, and called out softly with difficulty in his hoarse and low voice.

"Lang'er, Lang'er, my Lang'er, you are finally awake, God bless you, woo woo..."

The queen was so excited that she was incoherent. Her eldest son, the eldest prince of the emperor, died in unclear circumstances, and it took her a long time to get over it.

She had finally given birth to this little son, and she loved him like the apple of her eye. However, she didn't expect him to suffer such a misfortune and almost follow in his brother's footsteps.

It seems that the Yun family's youngest daughter is really capable. One day she will bring her younger sister to the Marquis of Loyalty's Mansion to express her gratitude.

"Lang'er, how is Lang'er?"

A deep, magnetic middle-aged male voice came from outside the bedroom.

The palace servants serving inside and outside the bedroom all knelt on the ground and saluted.

"Your Highness! Long live the Emperor! Long live the Emperor! Long, long live the Emperor!"

The person who came was Emperor Dewu. After receiving the report, he put down what he was doing and rushed to the East Palace.

"emperor!"

When the queen saw Emperor Dewu, she bowed to him and said, "Your Majesty, Lang'er has woken up. He is still a little weak, but it seems that his life is no longer in danger."

The doctors kneeling outside the door heaved a sigh of relief after hearing what the queen said. They twisted their necks and thought to themselves: It was a close call, this head was finally saved.

Emperor Dewu was also slightly surprised. The person who had just reported it said that the prince was dying, so he hurried over to see him for the last time.

It hasn't been such a long time and he's already fine?

The Queen took out the remaining two ugly talismans and said, "This was drawn by the youngest daughter of Lady Yun, the wife of the Marquis of Loyalty. The Princess said that this could save Lang'er. I tried it and it really worked. Lang'er woke up."

The emperor took one look at the ugly talisman, which was just a child's doodle. It was so ugly that if the empress had not pointed it out, he would not have been able to tell it was a talisman.

But if it was written by Xiao Fu Nu, this can be explained.

No wonder his grandma, grandpa and grandpa beat him up and forced him to be nice to the little lucky girl. As expected, the girl had great abilities and could bring good luck.

"Father."

Crown Prince Li Lang was fully awake. When he saw Emperor Dewu coming, he struggled to get off the bed and greet him.

But Emperor Dewu held him down and said, "Lang'er, you are now better. You don't have to stick to those empty formalities. Just take good care of yourself!"

Emperor Dewu was very satisfied with this little prince.

Everyone said that the little prince looked very much like Emperor Dewu, and Emperor Dewu also saw his own childhood in the little prince, so he favored this son a little.

Perhaps it was this preference that brought him disaster.

The Crown Prince's illness this time was suspicious, and Emperor Dewu had secretly ordered his Jinwu Guards to conduct a covert investigation.