There is a happy inn in the capital.

Chapter 463 Last Words and Confessions

The music lingered, the poisoned cried out in agony, and the rebel army collapsed.

Despite sustaining multiple wounds, Umur stubbornly directed his men to cooperate in dividing and encircling the remaining Umur Guard, the traitorous Imperial Guard, and the Urke Guard.

Under Li Shuchen's cover, Zoya leaped from the platform. Although she stumbled slightly upon landing, her eyes remained sharp as ever.

She snatched a longsword from a guard beside her and pointed it at Bazaar, who was surrounded in the center, his face ashen, and Hassan, whose expression was grim.

"Brother Wang, Third Brother Wang, things have come to this point, do you still want to resist stubbornly?"

Bazaar glanced at the gleaming weapons around him, then at his own men writhing in agony on the ground, and finally at the ordinary longsword in Zoya's hand and her resolute face. A surge of desperate madness and humiliation welled up inside him.

He roared

"Zoya! Don't be so smug! I... I, Basha Savar, would rather die than suffer the humiliation of a vile woman like you!"

Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly turned his hand and slashed the blood-stained scimitar at his own neck.

"laugh--"

Blood splattered

Everyone was stunned.

Even Hassan's pupils contracted.

No one expected that this tyrannical and foolish prince would have such resolute courage to commit suicide.

The market stalled, eyes wide, and fell straight down, the crooked crown on its head rolling to the side, stained with blood.

The hall was deathly silent, save for the groans of the wounded.

Zoya's hand, gripping the sword, trembled slightly as she looked at Basha's corpse, her gaze complex.

After all, he is my blood brother.

In that instant when everyone's minds were stunned by the market's suicide...

Prince Hassan, who had been silent and bowing his head as if resigned to his fate, suddenly had a ruthless glint in his eyes.

The small celadon bottle that had previously threatened the market slipped back into his palm from his sleeve. He flicked the stopper with his thumb and, with an eerie angle and speed, splashed the colorless and odorless liquid inside the bottle onto Li Shuchen's face, who was closest to him and slightly distracted by the market's death!

"Miss Li, be careful!"

"Shu Chen!"

At the same time, Gu Ziying, Liang Yuying, Princess Changning, Ye Bingli, Zuoya and others cried out in horror!

That poison emitted an evil black aura; it was clearly not a good thing!

At such close range, it was aimed directly at his face; there was absolutely no way to avoid it!

In the blink of an eye, a figure moved faster than anyone else's voice or actions!

Xu Shaobao, the heir of the Duke of Xu, who had been standing a little distance away, silently observing the battle and was also wounded, was seen.

An unknown force burst forth, and it lunged forward like an arrow, using its entire back to completely block Li Shuchen!

"Shoot-"

The venom was splashed all over Xu Shaobao's back, instantly corroding it into bluish-black marks, and a pungent, fishy stench filled the air.

Xu Shaobao's body jolted violently, he let out a muffled groan, and a trickle of black blood immediately spilled from the corner of his mouth. He then slumped backward.

"Xu Shaobao!"

Li Shuchen reacted quickly, catching his sliding body. His heart felt like it had been gripped by an icy hand.

This young master of the Duke's mansion, who is usually a bit arrogant, a bit cheeky, a bit narcissistic, a bit haughty, and who constantly follows her around saying "If Cheng Zhi'an treats you badly," actually...

She never imagined he would go to such lengths for her.

Xu Shaobao collapsed into her arms, his face turning ashen at a visible speed. But when he looked at Li Shuchen's face so close to his, there was no fear in his eyes; instead, there was a strange brightness and...relief.

He coughed, black blood oozing from the corner of his mouth, his voice broken but trying to speak clearly:

“Miss Li… cough… I… originally thought… if Cheng Zhian… treats you badly… I… I, Xu Shaobao… am, after all, the heir of the Duke’s mansion… I can… I can protect you… cough cough… so you won’t suffer any injustice…”

His breath grew weaker and weaker, his eyes began to glaze over, yet he stubbornly stared at her, as if using his last ounce of strength.

“Now it seems… I… I can’t protect you anymore… This poison… Hassan’s medicine… There’s no cure… I only want… you to be safe and happy… to be able to… die in your arms… This life… will be without regrets…”

Having said that, as if he had fulfilled his last wish, he slowly closed his eyes, his breath so faint it was almost imperceptible.

"Xu Shaobao! Don't sleep! Open your eyes! Duke Xu only has you as his child!"

Princess Changning cried out.

Zizhu placed her fingers on Xu Shaobao's wrist, her face instantly turning deathly pale. She slowly shook her head at Li Shuchen: "His pulse is erratic... the poison has entered his heart meridian... I'm afraid..."

Liang Yuying quickly subdued Hassan, who was trying to struggle, and pinned him to the ground. She had an urge to kill him.

Zoya bit her lip, her emerald eyes filled with pain and anger as she looked at Xu Shaobao, whose life was rapidly fading in Li Shuchen's arms.

Li Shuchen seemed oblivious to her surroundings. Her face was frighteningly cold. One hand tightly gripped Xu Shaobao, while the other swiftly reached into her ever-present crossbody bag. Her consciousness sank at breakneck speed into the system shop in her mind.

"Antidote! The most effective one! No matter what kind of poison! Immediately!" she roared inwardly.

The screen in front of me flickered wildly, with countless pill icons flashing by.

[The All-Purpose Detoxifying Elixir: Effective against the vast majority of rare poisons in the world; takes effect immediately after ingestion with no side effects]

That's it! Li Shuchen's eyes lit up, and he pointed with his finger.

[Selling Price: One million taels of gold]

Buy!

The host currently has insufficient available wealth points.

"Buy on credit! Installments! Collateral! Anything is fine! Give it to me right now!"

Li Shuchen did not hesitate.

Sorry... I can't...

The system started displaying garbled text, then flickered briefly before returning to normal.

[The host's strong will to save lives and the current special circumstances have been detected. Forced purchase successful! Debt has been incurred. The host must repay the principal plus 20% interest within one year. The item has been placed in the host's inventory.]

A pill the size of a longan, emitting a soft golden light and a delicate fragrance, appeared out of thin air in Li Shuchen's hand.

Without even glancing at its astonishing appearance and aroma, she swiftly pried open Xu Shaobao's mouth, shoved the pill inside, and lifted his chin to help him swallow.

The pill melted instantly in his mouth, and a faint golden light slid down Xu Shaobao's throat.

Xu Shaobao was still muttering unconsciously, his voice barely audible.

“Miss Li…live well…don’t…don’t be sad for me…I…I actually…always felt…that you would definitely look…more beautiful and vibrant in pink…I could even wear the same color as you…but you’ve never worn it…I suppose you don’t like it…or maybe…your bright and lively orange suits you best…”

He spoke haltingly, incoherently, his last words.

Li Shuchen ignored him, quickly applying the wound medicine while staring intently at his face, sensing his faint heartbeat and breath.

Time seemed to pass extremely slowly, every second was agonizing.