Shocking! Five men are in love with the same woman!

Seeing that she seemed lost in some kind of memory, the Northern King knew that she must have experienced some great pain in the past to be like this.

I felt even more sorry for her.

At this moment, Lingyan snapped out of her reverie, raised her head, and replied in a faint voice, "Actually, the answer to this question is very simple. Because I was like this in my past life, I will naturally be the same in this life as well."

Upon hearing this, the King of Beili naturally thought she was joking.

But he didn't press her further, afraid of stirring up painful memories.

At this moment, Lingyan turned to look at him and said, "Alright, now that you've answered the questions, you should tell me how to remove the curse. Then you should be on your way, since you can't live."

Her tone was cold and resolute, devoid of any warmth.

Her eyes also revealed a resolute killing intent.

Upon hearing this, King Beili felt a surge of sorrow.

After all, he never imagined that he would be treated so cruelly by the person he loved: "You actually wish for my death?"

Lingyan replied very frankly, "Yes! I couldn't be happier, after all, I have never been merciful to my enemies."

There was no pity in her eyes, only coldness and ruthlessness: "You started a war, causing countless deaths and plunging the country into turmoil. Your crimes are unforgivable, and you must pay the price for what you have done. Therefore, I will not let you live. You must die. Only your death can quell the hatred in my heart and allow those who have died to rest in peace."

Her eyes shone with a resolute light, a testament to her unwavering determination and resolve for revenge.

King Beili silently watched Lingyan, knowing in his heart that he could not escape his inevitable death.

Therefore, his eyes revealed a sense of calm and relief.

Although his life was coming to an end, he was not afraid.

He was ready to face his destiny.

And he felt no fear whatsoever.

Moreover, death might be a relief for him.

After all, he had nothing left.

Therefore, King Li of the North finally spoke of the method to cure the Gu poison.

His eyes were calm as still water, as if he had already seen through life and death: "Actually, besides finding a sorcerer from the Southern Frontier to cure this Gu, or transferring the Gu worm to someone else, there is another way to cure it. That is, when I die, the mother Gu in my body will enter a dormant state within an hour. This is the best time to force out the offspring Gu in your body. After that, you can just force it out of your body by following the meridians."

His voice was steady and powerful, and every word clearly reached Lingyan's ears.

Lingyan asked doubtfully, "Really? You're not lying to me?"

The Northern King replied very frankly, "No, I, a dying man, would not lie to you. Not to mention that I love you and cannot bear to see you die, even if I did not love you, I would still do this to save the lives of my five children. So what I said is the truth, and I have not deceived you."

His eyes revealed a firmness, a sense of responsibility and commitment as a father.

Lingyan scrutinized him sharply upon hearing this, seeing how composed he was, without the slightest hint of guilt.

Furthermore, given the ancient people's concerns about the succession of offspring, he would never want his bloodline to end.

And he really had no reason to lie to her, otherwise he could have simply activated the Gu worms to kill her.

That's why she finally believed what he said.

Lingyan then said with icy eyes, "So there is such a solution. If I had known this method earlier, I would have killed you long ago. Why would I have let you live until now? However, it's not too late now. Take your own life. Consider it the last bit of dignity I can leave you."

Her eyes were cold, and her tone was resolute.

Upon hearing this, the King of Beili humbly pleaded, "May I die by your hand?"

His voice trembled, and his eyes were filled with anticipation and longing.

Lingyan laughed mockingly, "You wish! You want to die by my hand so you can finally achieve your goal? Let me tell you, it's impossible! Who do you think you are? What right do you have to ask me to grant your wish? If you don't commit suicide, there are plenty of people who will kill you. You choose! Of course, I know this is your last wish, but why should I grant it?"

Her voice was cold and ruthless, like sharp blades piercing the Northern King.

Upon hearing this, the King of Beili's eyes dimmed considerably.

In the end, it was just wishful thinking on his part again.

So he stopped dwelling on the matter and instead let out a deep sigh.

He then raised his head, looked at Lingyan, and said, "I understand. I will commit suicide. I hope you will keep your promise and spare my children."

Ling Yan didn't speak, but nodded slightly.

He had no idea that she had already let them go.

However, this did not prevent her from using it to negotiate with him.

Seeing this, King Li of the North was finally completely relieved.

He knew she always kept her word; once she agreed, she wouldn't go back on her word.

In this way, he could die in peace.

So King Bei Li slowly got up and picked up the sword beside him. The sword gleamed coldly in the dim light.

His fingers gripped the hilt of the sword tightly, as if he were feeling this last object connecting him to the world.

Then he slightly raised his head, his gaze falling on Ling Yan again.

His eyes held complex emotions, a mixture of past longing and present despair.

The next moment he smiled at Ling Yan, a smile tinged with bitterness: "Farewell, I hope we will not be enemies in the next life."

His voice was deep and hoarse, as if it came from a distant place, carrying the vicissitudes of time and the weight of fate.

After saying this, King Bei Li did not hesitate to forcefully plunge the sword into his own chest.

At that moment, time seemed to stand still.

The sound of the sword piercing skin was exceptionally clear in the silent hall.

Then blood gushed out instantly, like a blooming red flower, staining his clothes red.

The vibrant red spread across his chest, as if it were the last splash of color in his life.

Lingyan watched the Northern King quietly from the side, her heart unmoved.

Her gaze was cold and calm, as if everything before her had nothing to do with her.

She watched as the Northern King slowly collapsed, watching the blood gushing out, without a trace of pity or sympathy in her heart.

Meanwhile, King Bei Li lay on the cold ground, his consciousness fading as he recalled his short life.

He felt that his life was ridiculous.

Since ascending to the throne, he has been working tirelessly day and night, vowing to accomplish great things.

However, the Yao family had always controlled the government, so he was constrained in every way.

So he turned his attention to other parts of the world, thinking that uniting with the northern desert to destroy the Great Zhao would be foolproof, but the result was a great disappointment.

The northern desert was annihilated in one fell swoop, and he lost many cities and gold and silver as a result, and he also groveled before the Great Zhao.

However, he was very unwilling to give up, so he joined forces with the Southern Frontier to try to annex the Great Zhao.

He believed that with the powerful Gu and poison techniques of the Southern Frontier, coupled with his large army in the Northern Li, they would surely succeed this time.

The initial results were indeed very good, so good that they gave him hope.

However, the situation soon changed again.

With the fall of the Southern Frontier and the continuous defeats of the Northern Li, he was forced to once again submit to the Great Zhao.

He understood the power of the Great Zhao, so he quietly lay low once again.

However, his ambition and resentment did not disappear, and he secretly planned to make further schemes later.

Now, he has finally defeated the Yao Taifu faction, which had wanted to eliminate him since before he even inherited the throne.

He believed that the court would surely be more efficient and just in the future, and he could finally make a name for himself.

But unexpectedly, his empire was gone!

All his ambitions were never realized.

He died before his ambitions were fulfilled!

Furthermore, he actually fell in love with the woman he had hated most in his life.

Although he was an emperor and had many women, he never truly loved any of them.

So she was the first and only woman he ever loved in his life.

But she harbored deep hatred for him, even wishing him dead, and was so disgusted and indifferent towards him.

Therefore, his entire life was a complete joke.

All the efforts made ultimately yielded no good results.

I've never been able to do the things I wanted to do.

He could never have the woman he desired.