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Chapter 227

Qi Yelin was caught red-handed while climbing over the wall. He was so embarrassed that he closed his legs.

In the past few days, Qi Yechen had been making so much noise in the court, and all the fingers were pointed at the fourth prince. This made everyone couldn't help but think that the fourth prince was responsible for Shen Qingqing's accident.

Suddenly, a demonic wind arose in the harem, causing the harem to become turbulent. Smart people have already noticed the problem.

In order not to get angry, everyone tried to avoid it whenever they could, and ran away one by one, for fear of getting involved with Qi Yeyun.

Qi Yelin had just escaped from the last round of disaster, and no one wanted to be associated with Qi Yeyun, so Qi Yeyun rushed over.

"It turns out to be fourth brother. I was just looking at the scenery by the window. What a coincidence." Qi Yelin smiled awkwardly.

Qi Yeyun's face was no longer as calm as before. It looked haggard and a little anxious.

"Unfortunately, third brother, I came here specifically to see you."

Qi Yeyun closed the door and walked quickly towards Qi Yelin, his voice trembling as he said, "Please save my brother for the sake of our being of the same bloodline."

When Qi Yelin saw him speak directly, he did not need to hide it, but said with a cold expression: "Fourth brother, you should respect yourself. There is a saying among the people that when disaster strikes, everyone will fly away. The disaster that fourth brother has caused this time is not I can help you casually, but to put it bluntly, I can't even protect myself, so why should I care about you?"

"Brother Third Emperor, my father has always loved you, and you have the Yang family to support you. Unlike my younger brother who has nothing, if something happens to my mother and concubine, my younger brother will really have nothing."

"Fourth brother, please don't belittle yourself. Who doesn't know that in this huge harem, among the three thousand beauties, my father only favors your mother and concubine? He has been favoring you continuously for many years, which makes us elder brothers envious."

When Qi Yeyun saw that Qi Yelin refused to tell the truth and only focused on playing Tai Chi with him, he suddenly felt more anxious and said frankly and honestly: "Third brother, in fact, among these brothers, the prince is too decisive and unfeeling. , only you are the most suitable person to be crowned Dabao. If you don’t dislike me, Third Brother, I will do everything I can to help Third Brother achieve your success.”

If Qi Yeyun had said this to him three months ago, Qi Yelin would have happily accepted it. Now that he can't escape himself, what else does he want?

"No, no, no, no, I'm telling you, you must never say such things, you will be beheaded!"

In order to win over Qi Yelin, Qi Yeyun ignored the treachery and continued to speak: "Third brother, there is no need to pretend. You have been dissatisfied with the prince since you were a child. He just took advantage of the right time, place and people. If third brother He is the son of the queen, so there is no telling whose position the prince belongs to."

Qi Yelin waved his hands repeatedly, "Shut up. If you don't want to live, I still want to live."

"Third brother, if you had no interest in the throne, you wouldn't have been deployed for so many years. We are all the same kind of people. If you ignore me today, you will also be liquidated when the prince ascends the throne. What about him? It’s not that I don’t know that I have been punished since I was a child. Based on what you did in the past, it is impossible for him to let you go. If you join forces with me now, we may still have a chance of survival. If you let it go, you will die!"

Qi Yeyun's words made Qi Yelin's face look moved. What this brat said was not unreasonable.

Just as he was about to speak, the door was kicked open and the guards could not stop him.

Shen Qingqing was dressed in women's clothes, but she was holding a man's folding fan in her hand. She was as chic as she wanted. She curled her lips and smiled: "Are we chatting? Are you okay?"


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