The sound of flute is leisurely in the Prince's Mansion.

Although it is winter, there seems to be a drizzle like silk, the lotus leaves are swaying slightly, and the raindrops quietly slide down and fall into the pond.

In the warm pavilion on the rockery, Zhao Chen stood by the window, with a scorched earth in the distance.

The sound of the flute stopped, and Zhao Chen said lightly, "Come in."

Zhao Yin pushed open the door and entered.

He was still wearing light armor and military uniform, and seemed to have come from a military camp.

He stood not far behind Zhao Yin, "Those battle reports were sent by Emperor Brother to be placed in General Sun's camp, right?"

Zhao Chen said quietly, "If you don't have evidence, don't talk nonsense."

Zhao Yin smiled mockingly, "Brother, I thought I was smart and thought I had seen through your plan. I was just using this incident to lure people to look for me in the Prince's Mansion to expose the adultery. But it turns out that you did it on purpose.

Let me see through it. My words to defend General Sun were your real intentions, right?"

Zhao Chen sat down on the low couch beside him and wiped his jade flute with a handkerchief, "Third brother is loyal and upright. It is reasonable for you to protect General Sun. Father will understand."

Zhao Yin sneered, "Is it reasonable? Is this reasonable for a concubine? I don't understand why the emperor wants to put me to death. I don't understand what evil I have done."

Zhao Chen said, "Privately, you respond to Han Qingwan's requests and want to help, right?"

Zhao Yin hesitated for a moment and said, "Yes. However, even though my younger brother had a certain affection for her before, it faded away later and he has no negative feelings for her."

Zhao Chen believed this argument.

He thought about it in the past two days. When You Ning came back in this life, he didn't let Han Qingwan get much advantage from the beginning. Han Qingwan's true face was exposed early. Zhao Yin is not the kind of brainless person, and it is possible to rein in the situation.

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"However, you are still soft-hearted towards her, right?"

Zhao Yin said nothing. The facts speak for themselves.

Zhao Chen asked, "If Han Qingwan asked you to frame someone else, Qingyu, would you do it?"

Zhao Yin said seriously, "Of course not."

Zhao Chen sneered, "You will. Or you won't really destroy her, but you just need to make everyone feel that she has been destroyed. And when you do this, you may still feel that you are magnanimous and worthy of heaven and earth."

Zhao Yin frowned, "Did the emperor kill my brother because of this groundless speculation?"

That’s ridiculous!

Zhao Chen looked at him coldly, "This is not something out of nothing. If there is a suitable opportunity and a reason that convinces you, you will still do it."

Zhao Yin said firmly, "My brother will not violate his conscience and morality."

Zhao Chen stood up and said, "Let's go, I'll take you to meet someone."

After getting off the rockery and walking through half of the garden, they arrived at the east wall of the Prince's Mansion. Zhao Chen jumped and climbed to the other side of the wall.

Zhao Yin immediately guessed who he wanted to see.

The gate of Luoyuan was closed tightly, and guarding the door was a guard with a scarred face.

Zhao Yin stared at him, "Your Excellency looks at Mian Shan, may I ask what your name is?"

The scarred guard had no expression on his face and opened the courtyard door without answering him.

Zhao Yin looked at him again in confusion and followed Zhao Chen into Luoyuan.

After entering the hall door on the first floor, Zhao Yin stood motionless at the door, with horror and anger in his eyes.

However, after not seeing her for three days, Han Qingwan was already withered and her lips were chapped, like a flower that had just bloomed and withered instantly.

Her bun was messy, her clothes were dirty, she was wrapped in a quilt and huddled on the low couch, frightened and restless.

Hearing the noise, Han Qingwan turned to look at the door, squinting at them, with a bit of hope on her face, "The Crown Prince, but the Crown Prince is here?"

She hurriedly adjusted her hair and clothes, lifted the quilt, got out of bed, knelt on the ground, and said weakly, "Prince, someone has poisoned me. I can no longer see clearly. Please save me!"

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Zhao Chen's eyes were dark, "Poison? Gudao feels that you are using this method to atone for your sins, to make Gu's heart soften. Or, to make the third prince's heart soften."

Han Qingwan shook her head hurriedly, "No, no! Prince, you believe me! The food is really poisonous. I didn't dare to eat or drink all day today, so I didn't vomit blood anymore..."

She raised her head and begged, "Prince, please take me out of here, someone wants to harm me..."

Zhao Yin suddenly turned to look at Zhao Chen and said angrily, "Brother Huang is too cruel and ruthless. If you don't believe her, you just send her back to the Dingguo Duke's mansion. Why do you abuse a weak woman like this!"

Zhao Chen sneered, "Are you distressed? Do you regret not taking her away that day? It has only been three days, so what does it matter? There are people who have suffered worse than her in three years, but there is no one who feels distressed!"

Zhao Yin asked, "Who is that person? And what does he have to do with Miss Han?"

Zhao Chen glanced at Han Qingwan with disgust, and when he met her empty and distracted eyes, his heart suddenly felt stinging.

He turned around and opened the door and went out, standing on the porch.

"That person is dead. She took poison for three years, was blinded by the poison, and finally had her neck broken by a hanging beam. She is also a weak woman. She has never harmed anyone. Does she deserve to die?"

Zhao Yin looked at Zhao Chen. In addition to the raging anger, there seemed to be endless despair in his eyes.

He thought about it for a long time, but he couldn't figure out when a woman died in the capital and how it had anything to do with the prince.

He asked, "What does this woman's death have to do with Miss Han Er?"

Zhao Chen sneered, "Guruo said she was the murderer, do you believe it?"

Zhao Yin shook his head, "I don't believe it."

"It doesn't matter whether you believe it or not." Zhao Chen stared at him, "You have seen her situation now. If she asks you to help her, will you help her? Are you willing to violate your moral conscience for her?"

Zhao Yin fell silent.

Even if he heard about the misery of others, he couldn't imagine it. But he saw Han Qingwan's misery with his own eyes, and the visual impact was too great. He couldn't be completely indifferent.

Zhao Chen smiled sarcastically, "So, in front of her, what does the life and death of others matter? Third brother, you have finally become soft-hearted again."

Zhao Yin was speechless.

After a long time, he said, "I still don't know what evil I did."

"There are some sins that you will never know unless others tell them." Zhao Chen pointed at the Scar guard at the entrance of the courtyard, "Just like him, do you know that you are also responsible for the sins?"

"Brother, why did you say this?" Zhao Yin stared at the guard and felt very familiar, but his appearance was completely ruined and his face was distorted.

He walked over unconsciously and asked, "Who are you?"

Scar's guard cupped his hands and said, "Your Highness, I have a humble position as Joaquin."

Zhao Yin lost his voice and said in shock, "You are General Qiao!"

He reached out to grab Joaquin's arm, but he sidestepped away.

Zhao Yin looked at his almost ruined face. Even though he had been on the battlefield for many years and had seen a lot of blood, he still shuddered when he looked at it.

Qiao Kun is a powerful general in the northern border, second only to General Cen. He is an upright and straightforward man.

Just a few years ago, the troops led by Joaquin were ambushed by the enemy and the entire army was wiped out. No one survived.

Qiao Kun said quietly, "Is it strange for Your Highness that the humble position is still alive?"
Chapter completed!