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1383. The death of the prince 10

Yan Rong was still smiling, and Tao Xiaowei's face bloomed with such an arc, like a mandala flower under the moonlit night, exuding coquettish beauty from the inside out.

When the eldest prince and the third prince led the army to cause trouble in the capital, it was already a capital crime. In the end, the reason why Yan Xi spared them and sent them to guard the imperial mausoleum was entirely for Yan Rong's sake.

Although his second brother did not have a deep relationship with the other dozen brothers, he could not bear to see them lose their lives in front of him.

Yan Rong has always cared about that blood bond. It exists in the softest corner of his heart. It may not show up at ordinary times, but once he really encounters a life-and-death situation, he will still give up all past grievances and remain firm.

standing next to their loved ones.

His mother passed away early, and the longing for family affection was rooted deep in his bones. Yan Xi has always known these things.[

That's why he tolerated and gave in time and time again and did not kill the eldest prince and the third prince in front of Yan Rong. After Yu Luojiao sent people to kidnap them, she did not send anyone to chase them.

In other words, as long as these two brothers stay in the dark, preparing for rebellion or training soldiers and horses, Yan Xi will not care about it. Everyone needs a dream to survive, even if

What they think about every day is how to kill him and regain the throne.

He wants them alive.

And if they are alive, Yan Rong will feel at ease.

What Yan Xi cares about most is everything about Yan Rong, and for this, he can turn a blind eye.

This delicate balance that can only be understood was broken because of Yu Luojiao's bold behavior. Yan Rong, who had not shown a crazy expression for a long time, showed an unsettling change. He smiled like that, his white teeth oozing.

Showing a cruel color.

Who says that Yan Xi and Yan Rong are not similar? Look at Yan Rong's cold smile at this moment, I am afraid it will make people know what is truly terrifying.

"Leave Yu Luojiao to me." Yan Xi frowned slightly and pressed her strong hands on Yan Rong's shoulders, solemnly promising.

"Old Qi, let's see who strikes faster." He gave him an ambiguous answer, matching Tao Xiaowei's innocent smile.

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