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Chapter 340: The Whistleblower

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Yang Guibi broke away from He Lu and Xiao De's hands, smiled strangely, and said: "It's okay, it's okay, it's just 'not so in love', haha..."

The third prince looked at Yang Guibin strangely and said nothing for a while.

"Is her name Hu Zijin?" Yang Guibi suddenly stopped laughing, looked at the third prince, and asked: "The person who wrote "The Peacock Flies Southeast" was a beauty named Hu Zijin, right?"

The third prince was slightly startled and said, "What do you want, Queen Mother?"

As soon as these words came out of his mouth, the third prince felt a little regretful.

"I didn't want to do anything to her, it's just that as a mother, I once ruined my son's happiness with my own hands, and now I just want to make up for some regrets for him!"

With that said, Yang Guibi ignored the third prince, turned around and walked out.

The third prince was stunned for a moment, then suddenly understood the meaning of Yang Guibin's words, and hurriedly followed her.

"Xiao Dezi, follow quickly and be careful on the road!"

He Lu saw that the atmosphere between Yang Guibin and the third prince was a bit off, so she hurriedly patted Xiao Dezi and warned her.

"Yes!" Xiao Dezi responded quickly and quickly followed.

He Lu stood quietly in front of the door of the third prince's room, silently staring at the retreating figures of Yang Guibin, the third prince and Xiao Dezi, lost in thought.

When they could no longer be seen, he turned his head and stared at the rice paper placed on the table by the third prince in trance.

After thinking for a while, He Lu stepped in and gently pulled out the rice paper...

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"Master, it's almost time. The Crown Prince and the Second Prince have already gone to Zhongcui Palace. We can't keep the Crown Prince and the Second Master waiting for too long!"

Xiao Dingzi stood beside the fourth prince's bed and reminded him cautiously and tremblingly.

The fourth prince was lying on the bed with his legs crossed, without even holding his shoes or socks. His black and white eyes were fixedly staring at the golden dragon, fire and phoenix on the edge of the bed.
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