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1382. The death of the prince 9

On the other side, eight hundred miles of express delivery, the chamberlain battalion delivered a brief note and a jade pendant that was burned into pitch black by flames to Yan Xi's hands.

The news of the death of the eldest prince came suddenly and unexpectedly. The personal jade pendant that symbolized the identity of the prince was something he had cherished for many years and never left his body. It was also the only token that could prove his identity.

The man is here and the jade is here, and the jade has been burned like this, and the real surface is gone. The brother who wholeheartedly opposed him is really gone.

Yan Rong was sensitively aware of Yan Xi's silence, took the secret letter he handed over, glanced at it and his eyes widened in surprise, forgetting even the tone of deliberately pretending to be Tao Xiaowei, the beautiful face appeared and

The rough male voice was completely different from the other, "Yu Luojiao killed the boss?"

Yan Xi nodded slightly.[

He didn't answer and didn't know what to say.

"Oh, what a pity. I should have told him about that earlier." Now that the person is dead, the mystery has become a secret forever. Yan Rong thought for a long time before coming up with a sarcastic sentence that was not funny at all, "Forget it.

Later, our father will also tell him that his biological mother is actually the beautiful queen who looks exactly like sister Weiwei, and is not some unattractive noble concubine."

"Is there any difference?" Yan Xi asked back.

Neither the queen nor the concubine grew up with him. He was still a child without a mother. It didn't matter whether he knew or not.

Yan Rong did not answer.

He grasped Crown Prince Meiyu with his fingers, clasped tightly, and said with a smile, "Yu Luojiao is really considerate. Knowing that we and the boss are not on good terms, she took his life for us. Lao Qi, second brother, I have to take care of myself."

Thank her and leave this woman to me."

Hand it over to Yan Rong, and then watch in horror as he kills the noble divine saint piece by piece with a knife?

"I will take care of it." Yan Xi finally decided to take over the matter, not for Yu Luojiao and not for the eldest prince. He was not happy to see Yan Rong's hands stained with the taste of blood.


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