"You little dog, tell me quickly." Zhou Cheng said anxiously.
"Don't ask Zhang, just tell me directly," the prince panted, "Son, I don't think I will survive this month."
Zhou Cheng was stunned.
The prince smiled at him, "It's okay. I have been tortured by this disease for several years, and sometimes I feel that it is better to die than to live. But sometimes I am worried about you. Although I know your character very well, I am worried that some people will persecute you after I am gone."
"Father, the two uncles are gone. No one will persecute me anymore. Don't worry."
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