People in the Qin Dynasty, entertained during the Warring States period

Zhao Yan is going to die.

These five words are driving him crazy.

How can Zhao Yan die now!

He hasn't even planned his escape route yet!

Guo Kai remained hidden in the shadows.

He and Han Cang had always been at odds, and he worried that because of him, Han Cang would gossip about Cao Ze and Chang Hou to Zhao Yan, which would lead to a series of unpredictable consequences.

Cao Ze and the Empress came out.

After regaining her composure, she smiled gently and said, "I thank you, sir. I hope you will take good care of Qian'er in the future."

Cao Ze replied, "Of course, Your Majesty need not see me off any further."

Han Cang couldn't wait for Cao Ze and the others to continue their polite exchanges.

"Mr. Cao Ze, His Majesty requests your presence. Please come with me immediately."

The queen felt a little relieved, but her phoenix eyes widened slightly. "The king is not in good health, yet you are still so rash. What kind of behavior is this?"

Han Cang, on the verge of tears, said, "Your Majesty has fallen ill again, and so has I..."

After speaking, the Empress gritted her teeth and thought to herself, "Has Zhao Yan's health deteriorated to this extent?"

"Be more careful next time."

She turned to Cao Ze and said, "Mr. Cao Ze, please come with me."

"Ah... His Majesty only invited Mr. Cao Ze."

Han Cang said, forcing himself to speak.

Normally, he would never be so subservient to the queen.

They were all old men who had once served in the Crown Prince's residence; everyone knew each other's backgrounds.

The queen snorted coldly, "Is it not even allowed for me, the king's queen?"

Han Cang dared not delay any longer, fearing that Zhao Yan might suddenly die.

"Very well, Your Majesty, Mr. Cao Ze, please come with me."

Guo Kai watched the three leave from the shadows, his gaze narrowing slightly.

Since the thunderclap, Zhao Yan's condition has changed three times in less than a day.

This is not good news.

Could it be that God is truly blessing Zhao Jia?

The bedroom deep within the Longtai Palace.

Cao Ze and the host walked through the many corridors and went inside.

Physician Li, his forehead covered in sweat, administered acupuncture to Zhao Yan.

Zhao Yan's breathing became intermittent, and suddenly he spat out a mouthful of blood.

The palace maids who were already prepared immediately used cloths soaked in warm water to clean the bloodstains from Zhao Yan.

Physician Li let out a long sigh of relief.

Fortunately, I studied diligently at Jinghu Medical Clinic back then, otherwise this life-locking needle would have become a death-reaping needle.

To think that at his age, he still dances on the edge of a knife with Zhao Yan every day must be incredibly thrilling.

The queen asked in a low voice, "How is the king?"

Physician Li said with difficulty, "It has stabilized, but as for the future... it depends on fate."

"Cao Ze...Where is Cao Ze...?"

Zhao Yan lay weakly on the couch, calling out.

Cao Ze quickly stepped forward and said, "Your subject is here."

Zhao Yan's face was ashen. He took a breath and looked directly at Cao Ze with his slightly cloudy eyes.

"I ask you, did you or didn't you..."

Cao Ze's heart skipped a beat.

No way, no way...

Chapter 168 The Battle for Survival in the Poison Circle

the other side.

The woman was stunned, her heart pounding in her chest.

Zhao Yan couldn't catch his breath, which frightened not only the Empress.

This half-finished sentence almost led Cao Ze to "take King Zhao with him and run away."

Fortunately, he was steady enough.

If Zhao Yan had discovered that the Empress was having an affair with him, he wouldn't have allowed him to be so close, nor would he have laid an ambush of three hundred axemen.

"what……"

A rather loud sound rang out, giving Cao Ze goosebumps.

He didn't even need to look back to know it was the queen who called it.

He didn't know how many times the courtesan had called out to him on the bed.

Zhao Yan turned his head and saw that the Empress was lying softly on the ground, looking somewhat bewildered.

He mustered his remaining strength to ask.

"Your Majesty, what's wrong..."

Afterwards, he felt like crying but had no tears left.

Not long ago, Cao Ze had made her suffer terribly, and her legs were already a little sore.

Startled by Zhao Yan again, she could no longer stand and made a fool of herself.

Cao Ze's mind raced, and he was just about to speak up to smooth things over for the Empress when he heard her speak.

"Waaaah... Seeing that Your Majesty is so ill, my heart aches so much..."

After the performance, she immediately began to put on an act, taking out a silk cloth, covering her face, and weeping.

Zhao Yan took a breath and said, "Help the Queen up."

After being helped up by palace maids, and seeing that it was effective, she continued to weep bitterly, taking the opportunity to express her "sincere" feelings.

She was so beautiful, with tears streaming down her face, that I felt sorry for her.

Cao Ze thought to himself, "Good heavens, they say women are born actresses, and I've truly witnessed it firsthand."

If he hadn't experienced the empress bowing her head before him, looking so alluring, he might have really thought that the empress loved Zhao Yan very much.

"OK OK."

Zhao Yan was somewhat annoyed, but also felt a warmth in his heart.

Seeing this, Cao Ze walked to the Queen's side and said, "Your Majesty, please accept my condolences. The King needs to rest."

The Empress secretly gave Cao Ze a flirtatious wink while she was still shedding tears, implying that she was very clever.

Cao Ze almost couldn't resist slapping her twice right there and then, and making her sing the song of conquest.

That woman is both stupid and promiscuous; all she does is play petty tricks.

The sobs of the woman gradually faded into silence as she looked at Cao Ze and Zhao Yan through tear-filled eyes.

We just got through a close call without any real danger.

But it made her feel very depressed.

What if, what if...

She dared not think about it; all she wanted to do now was vent.

She desperately wanted Cao Ze to help calm her racing heart.

Cao Ze stood by Zhao Yan's side, unaware that the Empress was already considering making him a waterworks worker.

"Your Majesty, please speak slowly. Your subject is right here."

He said it in a strange tone.

Could it be that Zhao Yan intends to entrust his son to him?

That script is just too bad.

"Mr. Cao Ze, have you ever been to the Arctic? Are there immortals there...?"

Zhao Yan managed to utter a long sentence, and asked with hope in his eyes.

Cao Ze suddenly realized why he was in such a hurry to find him.

He pondered for a moment and said, "Your Majesty, I have never been to the North Pole, nor do I know if there are immortals there."

He was telling the truth.

Whether in modern times or in ancient times, he definitely never went to the Arctic.

He must be bored out of his mind to go back to such a cold place.

Zhao Yan's eyes darkened, and he murmured, "Really not...?"

Only then did Han Cang realize why Zhao Yan had sent the message to Cao Ze.

But seeing that Zhao Yan seemed utterly despondent, I feared that he might fall ill again due to his despair.

He quickly tried to give Zhao Yan hope, saying, "Your Majesty, the stories of the Northern Immortal and the Southern Kunpeng are all unfounded. In my opinion, it would be better to investigate the legend of the Seven Mansions of the Azure Dragon circulating in various parts of the Central Plains."

Zhao Yan was stunned for a moment, as if his reaction time was extremely long.

"Yes, yes, Ya Fei, go find Ya Fei..."