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Chapter 393: The Gradually Sinking Mire

"I have said before, no matter you are the second prince or the prince, you cannot give Qidi happiness!

Neither Feng Shiwu nor the Prime Minister will let you go! Isn’t it clear?

Even if you don't want to succeed to the throne, for the sake of his daughter and his future glory and wealth, the Prime Minister will definitely let you succeed!

And your father is also very satisfied with you. At least you were raised by him, and you are his pride...

Your father will never give up on you, and your mother will never give up on you!

Although you are not the eldest son of the king, you are the direct descendant, so you have a great chance of succeeding to the throne!"

The second prince was angry, "Why do you have to fight with me? Why do you want to fight with me about the disc?"

"Even if I don't fight with you, the disc will not be yours, you will only cause harm to her, and you have no ability to protect her!

I have said before, the palace is not a place for people to stay at all... At least, it is not a place for Qi De to stay. I will take her out of the palace and I will protect her..."

"Haha, what a joke! Qi Die is my soon-to-be princess, and I will protect her, so I won't bother you, brother Wang!" After saying this, the second prince left with a burst of anger.

"Anyway, you will understand what I say sooner or later..."

Glancing at the back of the second prince, the eldest prince also walked towards the direction of his palace.

I looked at the backs of the two of them leaving...

For a moment, I felt... so complicated, and I really wanted to escape from this sinking quagmire...

I don’t know if I had an “exchange” relationship with Sikong Che. Now I feel that I can’t be happy at all. I feel very heavy and sad. Alas!

"Qi Die, what's wrong with you?"

Noticing my frown, Sikong Che also asked a little lonely, seemingly affected by my mood.

"Nothing..." I responded lightly, forcing a smile...

But for several days, my mood has been at a low point.

He couldn't hold it in any longer, "Sikong Che, tell me, did you do anything during the exchange? Didn't you mean to exchange a day's happiness?"

I asked, glaring at the guy purely for reasons to vent my anger.

The palace in Guanyao looks so lifeless, I can't even breathe smoothly. God, I'm really unhappy...

"It's just one day of exchange, just one day of happiness!"


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