Ling Luo's face darkened, and he immediately yelled back: "Do you think you can fool Yu, but you can fool me?"
"I lied to brother? How did I lie to him?"
"You have steady steps and strong blood." Ling Luo took a step forward and said, "But every time you cough, there is no hollow sound, and there is no wet rales when you speak. The old lungs brought from the mother's womb
I'm sick, and all I cough up is pink frothy bloody sputum, but all you cough up is normal white sticky sputum."
Xuanyuan Ze's dark golden eyes flashed with panic. He took a step back and said calmly: "The imperial doctors in the palace have excellent medical skills. After twenty years of nursing, my condition has only improved."
Ling Luo sneered, it was so far-fetched, such a poor excuse without any medical technical content.
"Today, you killed a total of twelve killers with ruthless methods. Your cultivation level is at least above the seventh-level great martial artist. If your body is really in such bad shape, how did you cultivate to this level?
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"Why do I practice so well that I don't need to report it to you, an ugly girl!" A trace of impatience flashed on Xuanyuan Ze's face, "The cultivation method of Emperor Xuanyuan's bloodline is very subtle, how can you understand it?"
A deep coldness flashed across Ling Luo's eyes. She stretched out her hand and slowly touched Xuanyuan Ze's dark golden eyes, saying: "Your extremely golden body is purer than Yu, Xuanyuan Ze."
The first person in our family should be you, the first genius in Tianyuan Continent should be you, and the position of crown prince of Jialan Empire should also be yours."
Xuanyuan Ze's pupils shrank suddenly.
"But now, all of this belongs to Yu. Do you know why?" Ling Luo gritted her teeth, and her words were gritted.
"Are you talking nonsense? Because my brother is the best, so all this belongs to him." Xuanyuan Ze's eyes drifted to the ice lake, subconsciously avoiding Ling Luo's burning gaze.
"Xuanyuan Ze, you have already said what I said, do you still want to continue to lie?"
"I'm not lying, it's you who is being aggressive."
"Okay, then let me ask you, why did Yu become the prince with a body that was not the purest of gold, and received thousands of assassinations in the past twenty years, and was on the verge of death four times?"
Xuanyuan Ze stopped talking.
"A person who becomes a prince will become the target of public criticism. That's why your mother told Yu that he is your shield and he has the responsibility to protect you! Xuanyuan Ze, I don't believe you really don't know anything!"
Being exposed to the face of the mask he had been pretending for twenty years, Xuanyuan Ze became angry and shouted at Ling Luo: "Yes! I know it all! I know it better than anyone else. My brother is here to prevent disasters for me. You
You guessed it right, I’m not sick at all, my health is very good!”
Xuanyuan Ze looked like he was crazy, his eyes were full of hostility, and his dark golden eyes were full of bloodshot eyes: "Do you think I am willing? Do you think I am not sad to see my brother injured? This is all arranged by them, what can I do?
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Hearing this, Ling Luo's heart felt like a thousand needles were pricking her, and she was in pain.
The truth was so cruel, and it was so unbearable for her to hear it, so what about Yu——
How would Yu feel if he knew that all the efforts and sacrifices he had made in the past twenty years were for the wedding of his beloved brother?