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Chapter 1787

He said to Han Yun lightly, "Is there anything wrong with the Pavilion Master Han?"

Han Yun withdrew his gaze, nodded faintly, and then looked at Zhao Si who was kneeling on the ground, "I want to talk to your highness about something."

Zhao Situ was dead and his thoughts drifted away, but now she still heard Han Yun's voice.

At that moment, a little hope appeared in her eyes. In her opinion, the reason why her emperor brother punished him like this was entirely because she slapped Han Yun in the face regardless of the consequences that day.

So her emperor brother blamed her. Now that Han Yun appears here, she thought that as long as she admits a mistake with Han Yun, as long as Han Yun forgives her, her emperor brother can give her the antidote.

Thinking of this, she endured the pain on her body, slowly raised her head, and climbed to Han Yun's feet with all her strength: "Han Yun, that day... that day was my princess' fault. I shouldn't hit you, no... it was me... it was me that shouldn't hit you. I have known you for many years, and you must not bear to see me in such pain, right? Help me, please help me ask the emperor brother for mercy, can I give me an antidote? Please, Han Yun, I beg you."

Han Yun's deep eyes were hanging down, looking at the woman kneeling at his feet. He never thought that the arrogant and always proud Sixth Princess would show this side.

However... he had no fluctuations in his heart. He had known Zhao Si for so many years and had seen her torture with his own eyes. He knew very well how many innocent people died at her hands over the years.

So he only found it funny to see her in such a messy and down-and-out side in his lifetime, but he had no idea of ​​reaching out to help.

Seeing that he did not answer, Zhao Si didn't care about anything else and immediately reached out to try to grab his ankle, but Han Yun moved aside as if he had expected it.

Zhao Si didn't want to ask Han Yun. In her heart, a despicable person like Han Yun was not worthy of carrying her shoes, but now she had to whisper to beg. She was so painful that she wanted to commit suicide.

It was such a time, so she didn't care about anything else, so she said to Han Yun again, "Brother Han, Brother Han, save me, I... I really hurt so much, I can't stand it anymore, Brother Han."

Han Yun looked at "Zhao Li" thoughtfully. What did he take to Zhao Si? It actually made her suffer so much.

When the fourteenth saw Han Yun look over, he calmly touched his nose, then picked up the teacup beside him and took a sip of tea.

Han Yun's eyes were deep, and he didn't know what he was thinking. He looked down at Zhao Si, "Sorry, I can't control the third prince's approach. Sixth princess, you asked the wrong person."

"!"

Seeing that Zhao Si was unable to ask for help, she gritted her teeth instantly, but now she is no longer the one who gets angry when she wants to. She also knows that Zhao Li needs to use the power of Qingyun Pavilion to successfully return to Xuanguo.

If she dared to speak rudely to Han Yun and either humiliate or scold him, Zhao Li would definitely not let her go.

Because of this, Zhao Si didn't dare to get angry no matter how much he felt in his heart.

Fourteen knew that Han Yunlai might have something to look for him, so he looked at Zhou Zhiyao and said, "Send the princess back to the house. Without the order from this palace, she will not be allowed to leave the room."

Although Zhou Zhiyao was a little confused, he still bowed his hand and said 'Yes'.

Zhao Si didn't dare to resist. When Zhou Zhiyao was pulled up, she could only endure the pain and follow Zhou Zhiyao away.

When only Han Yun and Shisi were left in the room, Han Yun looked at Shisi, "Is he dead? Or are you locked up?"

“…”

Fourteen was speechless. He obviously pretended to be very similar. Even Zhou Zhiyao, who had been with Zhao Li for many years, could not recognize him. How did Han Yun recognize him so quickly that he was not Zhao Li?

But since he was recognized, Sisi was not afraid of anything. He nodded slightly and said, "Die."

After confirming Zhao Li's death, Han Yun looked not surprised at all, and he showed nothing on his face. Sisi couldn't tell what he thought about Zhao Li's death.

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